I agreed to win with Roger, but the guy I met was too young Chapter 078

The next morning, news birds flew across the world:

“Shocking News! Former Warlord ‘Scarlet Mist Rhett’ Massacres Celestial Dragons! King of a New Era!”

“Did you hear? Lord Rhett killed a Celestial Dragon!”

“Are you crazy? You dare to even speak of a Celestial Dragons!”

“Now that’s a man! I want to set sail!”

As everyone knows, when a bunch of men get together, a ‘idea man’ inevitably emerges. One man threw down his hoe and yelled at his fellow workers, “Brothers, do you want to live ordinary lives here forever? To be exploited by those so-called nobles your whole lives?” (Are kings and generals born with a special lineage?)

This sparked a new wave of pirate fever.

“Fleet Admiral Sengoku Severely Punished” seemed to go unnoticed.

In a New World tavern, Shanks’ hand trembled slightly as he held the newspaper. “Big Brother Rhett… are you starting your adventure too? As crazy as ever, huh?”

Let’s wait for hope to arrive together, shall we?

(If Rhett heard this, he’d surely purse his lips. ‘You wait if you want to wait. I’ll give him some time, but if he doesn’t meet my expectations, I’ll do it myself. Don’t give me any of that destiny or prophecy nonsense. As a young man who transmigrated from a new world, only the Party and the people can truly test me.’)

Whitebeard tossed the newspaper aside. “Gurararara! Roger’s crewmates, each one more interesting than the last! Little ones, let’s have a feast!”

What was our protagonist doing?

Rhett looked at his wanted poster, which showed him shrouded in blood mist, standing in a blood-red moon.

He grumbled to himself, “Don’t you dare,” as he carefully rolled up the wanted poster and tucked it into his pocket.

What was Rhett going to do now?

The main quest was:

Go to Water 7. It was time to set sail. Let the Dawn Nirvana continue its voyage across the seas and become the strongest in the world.

The World Government arrived faster than expected. The Five Elders now wanted him dead more than anything.

Three CP 0 battleships blockaded the sea. Everyone stared at Rhett with expressionless faces.

Rhett: “Damn, white suits with little sunglasses, you’re even more pretentious than I am.”

“Target sighted!” The leading CP 0 agent raised a Den Den Mushi. “Immediately report to Marijoa—”

His voice cut off abruptly.

Who told you to be more pretentious than me? You’re gonna die. Don’t you dare act cool in front of me.

Blood mist, like a living entity, climbed onto the ship, swallowing all sounds.

Rhett stepped on the head of the last struggling agent, the Black Tide Greatsword lightly touching his Adam’s apple.

Rhett looked down at them, snatching the Den Den Mushi from their hands. “You’re weak, Five Elders. Can’t you give me a bit more challenge?”

Without waiting for a reply from the Five Elders, he crushed the Den Den Mushi.

After mocking the Five Elders,

Rhett returned to Water 7.

“Yo, Captain, you’re finally back.” Moria grinned, his towering figure leaning against the mast, fingers wrapped in dark Armament Haki.

Perona floated in mid-air, her parasol twirling lightly, ghosts circling around her. She giggled, “If you didn’t come back soon, Perona would have died of boredom, oh~”

Laboon let out a low rumble, his small top hat tilting. His eyes, however, were sharper than ever. It seemed everyone’s training had been very effective.

Rhett scanned the three, a smile playing on his lips. “Looks like you haven’t been slacking off.”

“Heeheeheehee, slacking off?” Moria spread his palm, shadows spreading like a tide, instantly covering the entire deck. “The me now, I can take on a Marine Vice Admiral by myself.”

Rhett immediately retorted, “Alright, then go take out Vice Admiral Garp.”

Moria froze awkwardly.

Perona floated beside Rhett, lowering her voice mysteriously. “Lord Moria is super strong now. A few days ago, a bounty hunter tried to ambush us, but he dragged him directly into his shadow and beat him up.”

Laboon let out a “woo” sound, flicking his tail. A pillar of water erupted from the sea. Before the spray could fall, it was dispersed into mist by his sonic wave.

Rhett raised an eyebrow. “Not bad, huh?”

Rhett patted Laboon’s head. “Very good, Laboon.”

In Rhett’s eyes, the former Moria, though not reliant on his zombie army, didn’t have outstanding personal combat strength (though still strong compared to other Warlords). But now, he had completely changed his fighting style.

These past few days of sailing made Rhett truly feel the growth of his crew.

One night, a World Government reconnaissance ship quietly approached Water 7, attempting to monitor the movements of the Dawn Nirvana.

Moria stood at the bow, grinning. “Heeheeheehee, perfect for trying out a new move.”

He leaped, shadows tearing through the sea like giant claws, instantly latching onto the warship. The CP 0 agents watched in horror as their own shadows were forcibly ripped away, their bodies stiff and unable to move.

“Shadow Bind: Strangulation!”

Moria clenched his five fingers, and the shadows transformed into sharp blades, severing the warship’s mast. He himself moved like a ghost across the deck, his Armament Haki-covered fist shattering a cannon turret with a single blow.

The battle ended incredibly fast. The CP 0 agents didn’t even have time to send a distress signal. Moria stepped on the last fallen CP 0 officer, sneering, “Tell the World Government to send someone decent next time.”

Waking up the next morning, Rhett stroked Laboon’s head, deciding to make up for his regret.

Rhett pulled out the Eternal Pose for Jaya Island. Smart companions would have already figured out where they were going.

That’s right, Jaya Island is located in the first half of the Grand Line (Paradise) and is a must-pass location to reach Skypiea.

“Setting sail, my friends!”

“Oh oh oh oh oh!”

Rhett and his crew slept soundly, but the Marines wouldn’t be sleeping well.

Sengoku had already been informally appointed as the Fleet Admiral by Kong, and now all major and minor Marine affairs were handled by Acting Fleet Admiral Sengoku.

“Dawn Nirvana?” A broad hand slammed a newspaper onto the desk, shattering it. Next to it lay half a wooden door, which Garp had kicked in when he came to find Sengoku.

“Sengoku, look, that brat Rhett has officially set sail, and he’s even using a modified Oro Jackson, hahaha, that kid really is something!”

Sengoku, however, was very serious. He snatched the senbei from Garp’s hand and poured it into his mouth, yelling at Garp, “Garp, be serious, you idiot! That single shot hit us hard in the face!”

Advisor Tsuru gently pressed her hand on her old friend’s trembling arm, her glasses reflecting Rhett and Moria’s wanted posters from the intelligence file. “Even more troublesome is this combination. A Shadow-Shadow Fruit user combined with a swordsman who can control blood mist, and now they have the fastest ship in the world…”

Suddenly, the office’s temperature rose sharply. Akainu’s magma fist burned the newspaper to ashes. “Pirates are pirates. No matter what name they take, it doesn’t change their essence. We should bring Tom to justice right now.”

“How scary~” Kizaru leaned against the window, his lips twisted, golden light flickering on his fingertips. “You can’t do that, Sakazuki. That would really anger Rhett. A madman is scary.”

Aokiji’s iced coffee formed frost on the table. “Fleet Admiral, I’ll go. I will definitely bring Rhett to justice and uphold the dignity of the Marines. This is my burning youth!”

Garp laughed heartily, “You’re full of spirit, Kuzan!”

“Yes, Mr. Garp.”

Sengoku thought for a long time. Although Rhett’s bounty was high, compared to Kaido and Charlotte Linlin, those individuals posed a higher risk. “Very well, Kuzan, you go. Fleet Admiral Kong has already submitted an application for you all to become Admirals to the World Government. You will soon be promoted to Admirals.”

The Five Elders would definitely agree. The sea was not peaceful, and the Marines needed more power to maintain the balance of the sea. Sending an Admiral-level Kuzan was primarily to appease the World Government. As for capturing Rhett, Sengoku honestly wasn’t sure if even sending all three Admirals would be enough to capture him (here it means capture, not defeat. Everyone knows that powerful individuals in One Piece can escape relatively easily. There’s no way around it, it’s a hot-blooded manga, and once they get fired up, they fight to the end).

The Marine F 3—Sengoku, Garp, and Tsuru—did not harbor much animosity towards Rhett. Compared to those pirates who engaged in burning, killing, and looting, Rhett was much better. The Marines didn’t care much about the Celestial Dragons, of course, with the exception of those who were dogs of the Celestial Dragons. Clearly, the Marine F 3 were not among them.