One Piece: My Descendants All Become Monsters Chapter 28 28: Six Months! The Eldest Daughter Masters the T

August, Year 1469 of the Sea Circle Calendar.

Ti—

Always passes quickly.

Especially—

When you're busy every single day.

Well…

Ike was truly busy.

During the day, he had to oversee the transformation and construction of the entire Totto Land sea area.

At night, he was still busy producing heirs.

Five months passed in the blink of an eye.

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

For once, Ike wasn't as busy during the day.

After all—

Totto Land consisted of thirty-five islands.

Even Cake Island itself was far from complete.

At best, only about thirty percent had been constructed.

As for the rest?

Take it slow.

Step by step.

Today, Ike brought Selina to the dojo that had been built on Cake Island.

The Dokujima Dojo!

Mm…

Dokujima Yuto.

A swordsman.

Swordsmanship—

Was divided into three realms:

Cutting Iron, Cutting Fire, and Not Cutting.

These corresponded respectively to:

Swordsman, Great Swordsman, and Supre Great Swordsman..

Dokujima Yuto had reached the realm of Cutting Iron—a swordsman.

His strength wasn't particularly outstanding.

However—

It was said that his ancestors ca from Wano Country.

As a land of supre swordsmanship, Wano possessed countless swordsmanship lineages.

The Dokujima family also had its own inheritance.

He might not be able to teach at the highest level—

But for foundational training, he was more than sufficient.

And so—

Artoria had taken a liking to swordsmanship and began learning under him.

However—

In just five months, Artoria had grown rapidly.

She now looked about the size of a normal three- or four-year-old child.

Swinging a wooden sword, she moved with fierce montum, her speed astonishing.

In terms of pure technique—

She had already grasped at least seventy to eighty percent of the basics.

After a brief sparring session, Dokujima Yuto looked at Artoria and couldn't help but sigh.

"Young miss… you…"

"Sigh…"

He shook his head. "You are far too outstanding. I once ran a dojo and taught many disciples, but compared to you, they are completely incomparable. At most, in another three or four months, there will be nothing left for the Dokujima style to teach you."

"Teacher."

"You flatter ."

Although only six months old, Artoria's deanor was poised and courteous, exuding an air of dignity beyond her age.

Dokujima Yuto sighed again, saying nothing further.

Ike, however, smiled and asked, "Yuto, in your opinion, how should Lily continue her swordsmanship training?"

"Well…"

After so thought, Yuto said, "My lord, in my opinion, after learning the Dokujima style, the young miss should continue training independently. Her talent is not suited to being constrained—it is better for her to explore and develop on her own."

"Because…"

He hesitated slightly before continuing seriously, "Swordsmanship, styles, and traditions—they pass down the essence of a school. But at their core, they are rely inherited fraworks."

"Truly outstanding Great Swordsn—those who have reached the pinnacle, even the greatest swordsn in history—every single one of them forged their own path."

"For the young miss…"

Yuto knelt on the dojo floor, watching Artoria remove her training gear under the assistance of a maid.

"She is simply too exceptional."

"Hehe…"

Hearing Yuto's praise, Selina couldn't help but smile warmly.

As a mother, hearing her daughter being praised made her extrely happy.

Ike also smiled. "That's the best outco."

"Father!"

"Mother!"

Six-month-old Artoria happily ran over and threw herself into her parents' arms, looking both adorable and obedient.

Ike gently held her and asked, "Lily, are you tired?"

Artoria shook her head. "Not tired! Not tired!"

"And…"

She suddenly said excitedly, "Father! I learned sothing fun recently!"

"Sothing fun?" Ike asked gently. "What is it?"

Artoria climbed out of Ike's arms, then struck a pose as if transforming into a Super Saiyan—clenching her fists, her eyes shining.

The next mont—

A childish yet distinct aura burst forth from her body.

Crackle!

The aura wasn't strong—

But it was unmistakably familiar.

…

Ike, Selina, and Dokujima Yuto all fell silent.

anwhile—

The maids around them rolled their eyes and fainted instantly.

"Conqueror's Haki?!"

Yuto's eyes widened in disbelief.

What was this?!

What kind of monster was this?!

Six months old?!

Even with exceptional talent—

Even with extraordinary aptitude—

This…

Yuto felt like crying.

What kind of existence was this?!

Awakening Conqueror's Haki at six months old?!

What the hell?!

That wasn't human!

"And also!"

"And also!"

Artoria closed her eyes and said cheerfully, "Father, Mother, Teacher—I can see you! I can see everyone! And… Father, are you about to raise your hand?"

Ike casually raised his hand.

Hearing her words, he smiled and said, "Lily, that's Observation Haki. It seems…"

Before he could finish—

Artoria clenched her small fists.

A faint layer of Armant Haki flickered across them—

Skipping the basic coating stage entirely and directly reaching the level of full application.

…

This ti—

Even Ike fell silent.

Comparing his daughter to himself—

This was absurd!

Was the gap really this big?!

Wasn't this a bit too ridiculous?!

Six months old—

And she had already mastered all three types of Haki?!