While the Fleet Admiral's office was finalizing the matter of Hamr's assignnt,
Hamr himself had already arrived at the trainees' barracks.
After bringing him over, Lisk gave so instructions to the barracks supervisor and left.
Soon, Hamr was shown to his room.
To his surprise, it was a private room.
What Hamr didn't know was that Lisk had just fought to get that single room for him.
Risk had seen sothing extraordinary in Hamr.
"This single room's actually pretty nice."
A single bed, wardrobe, desk, and bathroom are all included. Not bad at all.
Hamr lay down on the bed to rest, just about to drift into sleep, when he suddenly shot upright.
He rembered sothing.
Jumping up, he ran to his luggage, rummaged around, and pulled out an envelope.
Taking out so Belly, he hurried out the door.
Half an hour later, Hamr arrived at the hospital entrance, carrying three fruit baskets.
"Excuse , can you tell where I can find Sakazuki, Borsalino, and Dragon are staying?"
Yes, the thing that had popped into Hamr's head was visiting his fellow recruits in the hospital.
After all, it was thanks to his handiwork that the three had ended up hospitalized on the first day.
He felt pretty guilty about it.
Of course, there were two other guys he felt sorry for as well, but Hamr figured he should focus on the important connections for his future.
He promised himself that if he got the chance, he'd make it up to the others, too.
Victim #1: "…Right, I don't matter!"
Victim #2: "…Nice job, man!"
After asking around multiple tis, Hamr finally arrived at a hospital room.
He knocked on the door, and a lazy voice ca from inside:
"Co in~"
Pushing the door open, Hamr saw three patients with broken right arms lined up in beds.
From the window to the door: Dragon, Borsalino, and Sakazuki.
When the three saw Hamr walk in, their faces flashed with a bit of anger.
But when they noticed the fruit baskets in his hands and his sheepish expression,
their mood softened.
Hamr quickly placed the baskets in front of each of them.
Looking embarrassed, he said:
"I'm really sorry, guys. It was my Devil Fruit ability that caused you all to get hurt today."
Borsalino lazily opened his basket, pulled out a banana, and stuck it in his mouth.
"What a Scaary~ ability you've got there, Hamr-kun, my poor poor right arm~"
His sarcastic tone made Hamr's eye twitch.
But he knew that's just how Borsalino was, so he ignored it.
Dragon, on the other hand, burst out laughing.
"Don't take it to heart. The sea's full of strange Devil Fruits.
You didn't do it on purpose."
Sakazuki's eyes flashed with a strange glint. Ignoring the other two,
He looked straight at Hamr and asked:
"Can you control your Devil Fruit power of enchantnt? Or are the effects entirely random?
Hamr nodded.
"It's random. Like today, I didn't know I'd give the test machine a rebound effect."
Just as Hamr was about to continue explaining,
a hearty laugh sounded from outside the hospital room.
"Dragon! I brought you sothing fun..Bwawahahaha!"
It was none other than the legendary Marine hero, Garp.
But as Garp entered the room, he looked… odd.
His clothes were tattered, his nose was bleeding,
one eye was bruised, and in his hand, he clutched a standard longsword.
Still, the joy in his eyes was unmistakable.
The four inside the room were all dumbfounded.
"Dad… what happened to you…?"
Dragon stared in disbelief at his battered father, clueless about what had happened.
At that mont, Hamr noticed that the longsword in Garp's hand looked very familiar.
"Vice Admiral Garp, that sword…"
Before Hamr could finish his sentence, Garp's cheerful voice rang out:
"Oh? You're Hamr, right? Bwaahaahaha! I stole this sword from that old man Kong!"
"This sword's incredible, you know, it can unleash flying sword slashes!"
Sakazuki: ???
Borsalino: ???
Dragon: ???
"Dad, have you gone senile? There's no way it can do that."
"If you said a skilled swordsman could unleash flying slashes, I'd believe you…"
"But you, a guy who fights with his fists, there is absolutely no way you can do that."
Dragon rolled his eyes at his father in exasperation.
Borsalino and Sakazuki had the sa skeptical look.
Especially Sakazuki, as a swordsman himself,
he knew what flying slashes were.
"Ah, you kids don't get it! Watch closely!"
With that, Garp swung the sword…
Hamr imdiately ducked his head.
As expected, this sword…
The sword aura tore through the air. The next second
*CLANG!"*
A massive sword scar appeared on the hospital wall.
Chunks of stone shattered and scattered everywhere.
With a crash, debris scattered all over the ground.
"Garp, you bastard! You actually ran to the hospital, give back my sword!"
Seeing the hospital wall shattered, Fleet Admiral Kong and Sengoku imdiately tracked down Garp's whereabouts.
"Oh no…"
While Garp was still showing off, Fleet Admiral Kong leapt up, burst through the window, and pinned Garp to the ground. Sengoku followed right behind, and just like that, a fleet admiral and an admiral were wrestling the so-called "Hero of the Marines" to the floor, completely ignoring the four dumbfounded Marine rookies in the hospital room.
"Kong, Sengoku, let go! AAAHHH!!! You two bastards, give back my sword!"
Pinned down, Garp could only watch helplessly as Fleet Admiral Kong snatched back the longsword.
"Pah! You bastard, you even dared to steal from ! A sword that lets even launch flying slashes.
With the longsword recovered, Fleet Admiral Kong looked pleased with himself and kept showing it off until he suddenly noticed four pairs of eyes staring at him.
The next second, Kong froze.
The four young Marines, including Hamr, were staring wide-eyed at the three of the top officers brawling right in front of them.
"Sengoku, lets move!"
Sengoku snapped back to his senses, quickly tead up with Kong, and together they hurled Garp out the window. The two of them then leapt out into the night, disappearing without a trace.
Leaving behind the four bewildered rookies, who just stared at each other in confusion.
"A sword that can let anyone launch slashes…How scary ~ Hamr-kun, don't tell that sword was your handiwork?"
Borsalino, always sharp, imdiately grasped the core of the situation.
Sakazuki and Dragon both turned to look at Hamr, waiting for his reply.
"Uh… yeah, I made it. That longsword was imbued with the ability to unleash slashes—anyone can use it to strike with a slash, even if they can't use sword techniques."
Shock. Truly shocking.
This Devil Fruit ability was insanely overpowered…
"What are the odds of making more?
Sakazuki's eyes were already burning with excitent. If this kind of weapon could be mass-produced, he could lead the Navy to wipe out all the pirates.
Unfortunately, the dream was full of promise, but reality was cold.
"I spent an entire day forging and only got that one sword… what do you think the odds are?"
Sakazuki: "…."
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