One Piece: Starting with the Immortal Rocks Pirates

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Now, Dimon also became a bit gossipy, full of curiosity:

"Did you do something bad, like getting caught staying overnight in the red-light district?"

“…The last time I saw her was 10 years ago.” Rayleigh explained with a face full of black lines: “She said that her lovesickness was cured, and that she was just suffering from the virus before.”

"You didn't deny visiting the red-light district?"

Dimon thought to himself, "You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, also like this kind of thing?"

But thinking about it, it's quite normal. Pirates are, after all, hot-blooded young men who need to satisfy their needs.

If he hadn't captured a bunch of women to keep on his ship, God should have awarded him a certificate of honor as a "good pirate."

Rayleigh blushed under his gaze and quickly changed the subject:

“Dimon, our ship is stranded on Jiuli Beach. We hope you can provide some timber. As for the repair work, we can do it ourselves.”

"Your ship wasn't built from the Adam Tree?"

Damon countered with a question: "The Adam Wood is the best wood in the world, and Luffy's second ship was also made from it."

This tree is enormous, unbelievably so, and is located in the Kingdom of Elbaf, the land of giants.

The kingdom of the giants was built on this tree, which shows how vast it was.

"It's just the keel; the rest is just ordinary wood," Roger explained, then steered the conversation back on track: "We won't worry about the ship repairs for now, Dimon, you'll agree, right?"

"No, Kodowaru!"

Rejected decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

"No, you agree!"

Everyone watched as the two struggled to the extreme, like children arguing, and then lowered their heads as if they hadn't seen anything.

The lively banquet was spent in a constant back-and-forth of agreeing and refusing.

In the end, Roger simply stated that he would not leave unless Damon agreed, and would stay in Wano Country until Damon agreed.

Damon sent some wood and tools to Roger's crew, and Rayleigh returned to Kuri Beach with the materials to begin ship repairs.

Seeing that he couldn't defeat him in a short time, Roger prepared to start a protracted battle, but he didn't linger. Instead, he took Jabba and the others for a stroll around Kuri.

Kaido, as the nominal daimyo of Kuri, voluntarily chose to accompany them.

Dimon thought he had gone to find someone to fight.

When pirates meet, it's normal for them to fight; it's rare for them not to.

Putting those aside for the moment, Dimon remembered that he still had a rubbing of the historical text of the red road sign and prepared to notify Abel to bring it over.

Just as I took out the Den Den Mushi, a little boy with red hair and a little boy with a red nose came up to me.

"Hello, my name is Shanks, and I'm an apprentice in Roger's Pirates."

Shanks greeted Damon politely, while Bucky tugged at him and whispered:

"Hey, Shanks, are you really going to ask? This is a legendary pirate, you know. What if we anger him..."

"I'm an adult, why would I argue with a child?"

Dimon smiled and looked at Bucky: "Red-nosed brat, I heard everything you said."

"Who are you calling red-nosed?!"

Bucky cursed angrily, but when he saw Damon, he suddenly became quiet and pointed at Shanks, "He's the one who has something to ask you."

Damon could guess what Shanks wanted to ask.

Sure enough, Shanks asked the question that concerned him most.

“Mr. Dimon, during the banquet just now, you told Captain Roger that you had seen another one in the Holy Land… What did you mean by that?”

"Want to know?"

Damon smiled and patted Shanks on the head: "But why should I tell you? There's no such thing as a free lunch."

Shanks wanted to ask Captain Roger, but he guessed that the other wouldn't tell him; if he wanted to, he would have told him already.

That's why I tried my luck with Dimon.

Shanks speculated that this might be related to his background.

Who are my parents? Why was I, still a baby, put in a treasure chest? And why was I found by Captain Roger?

He drew the small knife from his waist and said with a resolute expression:

"Mr. Dumon, I'm a pirate, and you're a pirate too. Let's decide this like pirates do!"

"Are you crazy?" Bucky exclaimed, dumbfounded. "How could you possibly beat him? Do you even know who he is?"

"I know him. He's a remnant of the Rocks Pirates, the legendary brewer Dimon. Now, every pirate on this sea knows him, right?"

Shanks gripped his knife tightly, his gaze fixed on Damon:

"If possible, can we only compete in swordsmanship and not use Haki? Because I don't know how to use it yet."

Dimon never imagined that one day he would face a challenge from a 5-year-old kid.

Unlike Hawkeye, who carries a knife around his neck, he simply extended his right index finger and touched his nail.

"Come on, if you can beat me in swordsmanship, I'll tell you."

Shanks looked puzzled: "Don't you use a sword?"

"Sorry, I don't have a knife, but I'm skilled in 'finger knife style,' which is enough to deal with a child."

Dimon beckoned with his index finger, signaling the other party to make the first move.

Shanks was stunned, then felt a sense of indignation at being looked down upon. No matter what, you can't use your fingernails, can you?

"Then I'm coming!"

Shanks gritted his teeth, immediately gripped the knife in his hand, and launched an attack on Damon.

The blade was easily blocked by Dimon's fingernails, without even needing to display any domineering aura.

Undeterred, Shanks launched a series of attacks from even more difficult angles.

Dimon yawned, sat cross-legged on the ground, one hand supporting his chin, the other waving left and right, his index fingernail precisely blocking each attack.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

It sounded like the clanging of iron.

The Pakistanis were dumbfounded. Could human fingernails really be that hard? Those were sharp daggers!

"how so!"

Shanks was greatly affected and his attack became even more intense.

While on the ship, both First Mate Rayleigh and Captain Roger praised him as a genius in swordsmanship.

At the young age of 5, he had already mastered a remarkable swordsmanship.

But why now?

Someone can casually block all his moves with just their fingernails!

No way, the world can't possibly be that big!

At that moment, young Shanks even forgot about his origins and only wanted to prove himself.

Damon didn't block the next attack, but before Shanks could even rejoice, that terrifying index finger had already touched his forehead.

"Okay, you lose."

In that instant, the dagger stopped at Dimon's chest.

Shanks was breathing heavily, completely bewildered.

"I lost……"

"That's already quite remarkable."

Damon praised Shanks, saying that he was clearly stronger than his twin brother Shamrock at the same age.

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"If you lose, you have to accept the punishment. Let me think of how to punish you, you arrogant brat who dared to challenge me..."

Hearing this, Shanks had no choice but to silently put away his weapon: "Please punish me as you see fit, I will accept it!"

"That's what you said."

Dimon chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eye as he came up with a brilliant idea.

Twisted Future: Human Modification Engineer!

Lend me the power of the Paramecia-type Hormone-Hormone Fruit!

The next moment, his index fingernail turned sharp and plunged into Shanks' abdomen.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Bucky shouted nervously, "Do you want to kill Shanks?! We can apologize, there's no need for anything..."

"Who wants to kill him?"

Dimon had finished his work, retracted his sharp nails, and said with a smile:

"After all, I am not a demon. I just gave him a unique experience that ordinary people cannot understand."

"Right, Shanks?"

Shanks... no, Shanks stood there, stunned. She felt something being injected into her, her blood flow accelerated, and her hair grew much longer.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice sounded off.

It's a little girl's voice!!

Shanks trembled all over, gripping her underwear and slowly pulling it open. Upon looking down, despair filled her face.

"It's gone, I'm gone!!!"

Chapter 57: One Step Away from the Final Island!

Seeing Shanks's distraught expression, Bucky quickly asked:

"What have you lost, Shanks!"

"It's gone, that's gone! It's dented!"

"what are you talking about?"

"Everyone else has it, but I don't have it anymore!"

The two kids each said something completely irrelevant.

Dimon couldn't help but laugh, bursting into laughter.

"Hahaha... Isn't that funny?"

Bucky glared at him angrily and demanded, "What exactly did you do to Shanks?!"

Shanks cried out in despair, "Give it back to me, Mr. Dimon!"

"Hey, that won't do. Punishment is punishment." Dimon's smile looked strained.

Upon hearing this, Shanks' vision went black and he fainted.

"Shanks!! Don't die!" Buggy grabbed Shanks and shouted in grief.

"Who said he died? He just fainted from the shock."

Dimon finally stopped laughing, picked up the wine next to him, and took a sip to moisten his mouth.

I almost laughed myself sick!

Hahahahaha!

It's really fun to bully kids.

Dimon thought to himself without a shred of shame that he was indeed a qualified leader of the kids.

"So what exactly did you do!" Bucky glared angrily.

"Want to know? I can help you out, but you'll have to change your name to Bucky."