"Damn you, Hamr!"
Having his sore spot poked again, Mihawk was about to explode once more.
But Hamr ignored him completely and continued talking to himself.
"Besides, what does your current reputation have to do with ?"
"It was all that bird-man Morgans' fault."
"If he hadn't exaggerated your situation and spread it across the seas, would you have gotten the nickna 'Prince of Tearing the Night'?"
"So if you really want to slash soone, shouldn't you kill that bird-man first?"
Mihawk tightened his grip on Yoru even further.
"You're right."
"After I kill you, I'll go kill Morgans too."
"I'll chop him into roast chicken."
Hamr secretly laughed inside.
'Good. Go kill Morgans.'
'I've wanted to get rid of that damn bird-man for ages.'
"Mihawk…"
"Why are you so obsessed with killing ?"
"All I did was add musical accompanint to your sword."
"That's a good thing."
"At worst, wait a couple years until my forging skills improve again."
"Maybe by then I'll be able to fix it for you."
At long last, Hamr finally revealed the true core issue.
Fixing the musical accompanint of the Supre Grade Blade Yoru,
That was what Mihawk desperately wanted.
"You're certain you can restore Yoru to its original state?"
Hearing Mihawk's urgent tone, Hamr's mouth twitched violently.
'Restore it to normal?'
'Are you dreaming?'
'Could this thing even be reversed?'
'Unless you throw the sword away entirely...'
'Otherwise restoring it?'
'Try next lifeti.'
But of course Hamr couldn't say that directly.
He was afraid Mihawk would completely snap.
If Mihawk refused the Warlord invitation because of it, the troubleso one would still be Hamr himself.
"Ahem… hard to say."
"But I promise you this."
"If there's ever a chance to restore Yoru, I'll do everything in my power."
"As for now…"
"I can forge you a separate sword."
"That way you can temporarily escape the suffering caused by the singing."
Hamr's words perfectly left himself a route for retreat.
And deep inside, he already knew exactly what kind of sword he wanted to forge for Mihawk.
A blade filled with stories.
Sure enough, the mont Mihawk heard Hamr would forge him a separate blade, he froze.
Setting aside personal grudges,
Hamr was unquestionably the greatest blacksmith in the world.
And for a powerful warrior, a good weapon ant a trendous boost.
This was obvious from Marine Headquarters Vice Admiral Sakazuki's divine axe Yiwoq alone.
But very quickly, suspicion appeared in Mihawk's eyes.
He genuinely couldn't understand why Hamr was so persistent about recruiting him.
"What? Don't believe ?"
"I, Hamr, always keep my word."
"You can board my ship."
"Once I finish forging your sword, you can leave."
"Of course…"
"All of this has one condition."
"You must accept the invitation to beco one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."
"You must beco one of the World Governnt's Warlords."
Seeing the confusion in Mihawk's eyes, Hamr emphasized it once more.
His tone remained extrely calm, as if he had already completely secured Mihawk.
And honestly, Mihawk really couldn't refuse.
After all, not only was there hope of restoring Yoru, he'd also get a free sword personally forged by Hamr.
Why wouldn't he accept?
Most importantly, he truly had grown tired of being hunted by the Marines.
It had already begun interfering with his swordsmanship training.
He intended to beco the world's strongest swordsman.
How could he allow a bunch of Marines to trip him up along the way?
"I accept the invitation to beco one of the Seven Warlords."
"But Hamr…"
"You'd better rember your words."
"If one day I discover you were deceiving …"
"You know the consequences."
Mihawk's tone softened at first before suddenly rising sharply.
A terrifying sword intent erupted from his body instantly.
The people nearby all retreated imdiately, shock clearly visible on their faces.
Even Lance, who had defeated Mihawk monts earlier, looked astonished.
This sword intent seed even sharper than during their duel.
Of course, it had absolutely no effect on Hamr.
Facing Mihawk's sword intent, Absolute Space activated automatically.
Combined with his Slacker King Haki, that sword intent was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
"As long as you accept, that's enough."
"Oh right."
"One more thing."
"If I'm ever in trouble, I hope you'll co help ."
"After all…"
"If I die, your sword will never get fixed."
"I think you understand what I an."
Looking at Hamr's expression that practically scread I've got you trapped, Mihawk's teeth nearly cracked from grinding so hard.
But he also understood, Hamr was right.
In this entire world, only Hamr could save Yoru.
He absolutely couldn't let Hamr die.
At least not before Yoru was restored.
"…Fine!"
"I agree!"
Mihawk nearly shattered his own teeth saying those words.
But Hamr didn't care in the slightest.
At this mont, he burst into loud laughter.
"Excellent!"
"That makes two Warlords recruited just like that!"
"My promotion to Logistics Minister is guaranteed now!"
"I need to report this to Old Sengoku."
"You two wait here!"
Hamr acted imdiately, pulling out his Den Den Mushi.
Purupurupururu…
"Hello? Old man Sengoku?"
"My mission's done."
"Huh? You don't believe ?"
"Hold on."
Grinning widely, Hamr instantly ran over to Mihawk and Moria, stuffing the Den Den Mushi directly into Mihawk's hands.
Mihawk instantly looked helpless.
Seeing the snail's explosive afro and glasses, there was no need to guess.
This was clearly Marine Headquarters' only Admiral, Sengoku the Buddha.
"I am Dracule Mihawk."
"I accept the invitation to beco one of the Seven Warlords."
"I am Gecko Moria."
"I also accept becoming one of the Seven Warlords."
The two spoke into the Den Den Mushi one after another, expressing their decisions.
On the other side of the line, Sengoku was completely dumbfounded.
"That bastard Hamr…"
"He's only been at sea a few days…"
"And he already recruited two Warlords?"
"This makes no sense."
"Absolutely no sense!"
Hearing Sengoku muttering to himself through the Den Den Mushi,
Hamr snatched it back imdiately and roared:
"Damn it, old fart!"
"What do you an it makes no sense?!"
"I'm telling you, hurry up and send over the official Warlord invitation docunts!"
"Otherwise if these two idiots run away, I'm not responsible!"
Sengoku: '!@#￥#!@#'
"Where should you send them?"
"Uh… let think…"
"Mihawk doesn't even have a ship."
"And Moria's ship got blasted full of holes by ."
Listening to Hamr's description, Sengoku nearly choked.
'Your recruitnt thods are brutal enough already.'
'You even destroyed their ships?!'
"Las Gap Town."
"My current location isn't too far from there."
"Since neither of these idiots has a ship anymore…"
"I'll bring them both there."
"You send the invitation letters to Las Gap."
"Huh? I don't care who you send."
"I'll just wait there."
"That's it!"
Click.
Seeing the way Hamr treated the Marines' only Admiral, both Moria and Mihawk were stunned.
Sure, he was a Vice Admiral,
But was acting this recklessly really okay?
Still, they quickly ca to terms with it.
After all, even though Hamr was only a Vice Admiral,
His strategic importance was simply too overwhelming.
Wasn't that exactly why even they themselves had been forced into submission?
"Moria."
"Your broken ship probably can't sail anymore."
"So I'll do a good deed for once."
"You and Mihawk will beco the first pirates ever allowed aboard the Warhamr."
"Of course…"
"Other than you two, everyone else still goes into prison cells."
Moria: '…Suddenly I want to quit, but I can't refuse. This feeling sucks.'
Mihawk: '…What an absolute bastard.'
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