Chapter 224
Chapter 224
"What do you want?"
Rorschach rubbed his chin and thought seriously for a moment before replying with a casual expression:
"Nothing. I didn’t come here to ask you for a reward. Right now, the things you can do, I can already do myself. And the things you can’t do... I can do them too."
The moment those words left his mouth, the entire ship fell into stunned silence. No one had ever dared to speak to Whitebeard like that.
On top of that, he was saying that he could do things even Whitebeard couldn’t?
"Are you an idiot?! How can you talk to Pops like that?!"
Marco, being straightforward as always, immediately spoke up.
Whitebeard stared at Rorschach with a serious expression. Even though Rorschach was several heads shorter than him, Whitebeard slowly opened his mouth:
"Brat... you’re quite arrogant, aren’t you? Saying such bold words in front of me. Young people shouldn’t be so full of themselves."
"Heh heh. If you’re not arrogant, can you even call yourself young?"
Everyone fell silent again as they looked at Rorschach’s youthful appearance.
At such a young age, he already possessed power that most people could never obtain in their entire lives.
Rorschach indeed had the qualifications to be arrogant.
"Gurarararara... As expected! You really are an interesting brat!"
Whitebeard burst into hearty laughter.
"However, I don’t like owing people favors."
"Marco, go get that thing."
Whitebeard turned his head toward Marco.
Hearing this, Marco’s expression also turned serious as he nodded.
He walked back into the ship alone. It seemed he was going to retrieve something extremely important.
A short while later, he returned in front of Rorschach, holding four scrolls of paper in his hands.
Rorschach had initially guessed they might be treasure maps. While he didn’t particularly need those, experiencing the feeling of searching for treasure didn’t sound bad either.
However, his expectations were quickly overturned — and replaced by pleasant surprise.
"Brat, I know what you’re thinking. But it doesn’t matter. I don’t care about this stuff anyway."
Whitebeard took the papers from Marco and directly tossed them to Rorschach.
Rorschach caught them and opened them with a puzzled look. When he saw the contents, his eyes widened.
"This is... the text of a Poneglyph! Don’t tell me these are the texts of the Road Poneglyphs?"
Rorschach spoke in surprise, then looked at Whitebeard in disbelief.
"Why?"
"I have no interest in becoming the Pirate King. To me, family is the most important thing. As for history from hundreds of years ago, I have no interest in it either. These were just things I happened to collect in the past. But you seem to need them."
"There’s only one Road Poneglyph text here. You have that survivor from Ohara on your ship, so she should be able to read these."
Just like Oden.
Whitebeard spoke plainly. The last sentence was something he said only in his heart.
"Thanks. These are indeed very important to me. I’ll accept them without holding back."
Rorschach casually stored the Poneglyph texts into his storage space. Whitebeard and the others weren’t surprised.
They had seen plenty of strange things in this world. An ability that could make objects disappear wasn’t enough to shock them.
Rorschach let out a whistle. Little Silver, who had been waiting in the sky, immediately understood and descended rapidly, stopping right above the Moby Dick.
Only then did everyone get a clear look at the massive dragon.
Its smooth metallic scales, imposing gaze, spear-like wings, and majestic appearance gave off an extremely dangerous and oppressive aura just by standing there.
Everyone could feel the pressure coming from Little Silver and couldn’t help but admire its strength.
Rorschach signaled for the nurses to board first.
"Is there anything else?"
Whitebeard noticed that Rorschach still wasn’t leaving and asked.
"That’s right. I’ve heard a lot about your reputation from Captain Shiki. After I set out to sea, your legends were everywhere across the seas."
"So? You’re not going to say you want to become this old man’s son, are you?"
Whitebeard looked at him strangely. Shiki’s disciple wants to become my son? What the hell is that supposed to mean?
"Don’t joke around. Are you trying to make me laugh to death so you can take my inheritance?"
Rorschach was also speechless. It seemed Whitebeard’s habit of trying to adopt people as sons hadn’t changed at all.
However, he had no interest in becoming anyone’s son.
"Then what else do you want? Spit it out."
Whitebeard was starting to get impatient.
"I’ve always doubted whether you’re truly the strongest man in the world. Come and exchange a blow with me and let’s see."
Rorschach grinned as he spoke words full of provocation.
"What?! Golden Lion II, aren’t you being a bit too arrogant?! You’re standing in front of Pops! How dare you speak so rudely!"
Whitebeard hadn’t even reacted yet, but his sons couldn’t hold back. They jumped out angrily.
It looked like they were about to attack.
"Well, it’s understandable. Some of these guys have been with Whitebeard for decades. They see him as their spiritual pillar and won’t allow anyone to disrespect him."
"It’s fine."
Whitebeard raised his hand and stopped his angry sons, then calmly looked at Rorschach.
"Perfect. I’ve also been wanting to test this brat’s strength. The newspapers have been hyping him up so much... I hope he won’t disappoint me too much. Gurarararara."
At that moment, Whitebeard also grinned, forming a crescent-shaped smile beneath his mustache.
Rorschach silently drew his twin swords, then used the nano-titanium alloy to merge them into a massive spear. (The design was similar to Inuyasha’s Tessaiga in its transformed state, but much larger — a wide blade with a long hilt.)
Whitebeard also took out his Supreme Grade sword, Murakumogiri.
Both of them simultaneously coated their weapons with Conqueror’s Haki. Their eyes locked onto each other as the corners of their mouths curved into smiles.
The rest of the Whitebeard Pirates watched nervously. Cold sweat slowly dripped down their foreheads.
Plop.
A drop of sweat hit the deck.
Both men moved at the same time.
"HYAAAH!"
The massive spear and the giant blade swung toward each other at the same time. Black lightning crackled along both weapons.
BOOM——!!
A powerful shockwave blasted outward in all directions.
Splash! Splash!
Centered around the Moby Dick, the surrounding seawater seemed to rise higher and higher, as if they were standing in the middle of a vortex.
However, no matter how violently the seawater surged, it couldn’t fall onto the ship in the face of the raging wind created by the clash of Conqueror’s Haki.
Everyone raised their arms to shield themselves and watched the clash between the two through the gaps in their fingers.
"Conqueror’s Haki clash... This guy doesn’t just know how to use Advanced Conqueror’s Haki — his output is ridiculously high! No wonder he was able to cause such chaos at Big Mom’s tea party."
Marco gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on Rorschach.
Little Silver raised its head and used its body to block the shockwave of Conqueror’s Haki so the nurses on its back wouldn’t faint.
The storm from the Conqueror’s Haki clash lasted a full five seconds. The black lightning compressed to its limit before exploding violently.
BOOM!
Another powerful gust of wind swept across the area. The towering waves were flattened before rising again into an even larger tsunami.
Whoosh!
Little Silver’s spear-like wings instantly extended into two long blades and swung twice with clean, decisive movements.
Crack!
The wall of seawater was sliced apart like paper.
The two halves of the wave narrowly missed the Moby Dick before crashing heavily back into the ocean, sending water spraying everywhere and drenching everyone on the ship.
The ship rocked violently from the impact, but no one paid it any attention. All eyes were locked on the two figures at the center of the clash.
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