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Just as confusion rippled through the group about Ikki’s statent, Luffy’s signature grin spread across his face.
"That’s right... the Going rry is our friend too! She can’t miss out on the adventures we’re about to have!"
"So... I’ve got to find the most exciting way to get the rry to Sky Island!"
Usopp’s gaze instinctively shifted to the Going rry, observing the recent repairs. His eyes welled up slightly; he knew deep down that their beloved ship’s sailing days were numbered.
After all, the Going rry was just an ordinary small-to-dium-sized caravel, and the Grand Line’s harsh environnt had already put her through imnse strain. Replacing her seed inevitable, perhaps sooner rather than later, but Usopp was reluctant to let her go.
Now, hearing Luffy’s words, Usopp felt a surge of hope. Before the rry had to be retired, making her a legendary ship that reached an altitude of 10,000 ters sounded like the perfect send-off.
anwhile, Ikki’s thoughts ran deeper. His insistence on the Going rry tackling the Knock Up Stream wasn’t rely for the thrill; it was for the ship’s spirit. Ikki didn’t want to hinder the ergence of the Ship Spirit, which was, in essence, the very soul of the Going rry. The Straw Hats landing on Sky Island, with the rry carrying a soul, felt like a crucial transformation for their ship.
Soon, the other Straw Hat mbers grasped Luffy’s aning. In the end, no one objected to the daring plan of riding the Knock Up Stream to Sky Island.
The next priority was refurbishing the Going rry. With the help of the Saruyama Alliance’s orangutans, the ship’s renovation wouldn’t be too difficult. Instead, the most pressing task beca heading into the forest to catch South Birds.
Ikki knew that with Nico Robin and the highly observant Sabo around, catching the South Birds would be a breeze. He planned to use this ti to escort Rouge back to Windmill Village. Ikki, after shrinking Rouge, clutched the Rabbit Charm. Thousands of Miles Flying appeared behind him, whisking him away from the Grand Line at incredible speed.
After soaring away, Ikki slapped his forehead. "Why didn’t I use the Rabbit Charm to take Ace and Blackbeard directly back to the Whitebeard Pirates? It would have saved so much ti..." But Ace was already long gone, rendering the thought useless now.
And so, Ikki flew back to the East Blue with Rouge.
East Blue
Windmill Village
Today was a special day, as Monkey D. Garp had returned ho to visit his relatives. Though he claid to be visiting family, Garp’s true objective was usually to simply relax and fish.
"Makino, bring so senbei and tea!" Garp called out casually from his seat at the Windmill Village Bar, addressing Makino with familiar ease.
"Mr. Garp, how are Ace and Luffy doing?" Makino inquired as she prepared the tea.
"Those two! They should be doing pretty well! Luffy beca the Fleet Admiral of his private Marine, and as for Ace... he beca Whitebeard’s son!" At this, Garp burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha.... Ace is Whitebeard’s son. Doesn’t that make him a generation younger than ? That’s just hilarious!"
"Sooner or later, I’ll stand right in front of Whitebeard and make him call ’Uncle’!" Just imagining that scene made Garp want to laugh even harder.
Other villagers in the bar, though a bit confused by Garp’s wild laughter, chuckled along with him. At that mont, the bar door swung open, and Ikki entered with Rouge.
Upon stepping inside, Ikki’s eyes imdiately locked onto Garp. "Damn it! Mr. Garp!"
Garp, however, had fixed his gaze on Rouge. "Are you... Rouge?"
"Mr. Garp, long ti no see!" Rouge smiled gently at him.
After a brief glance at Rouge, Garp’s attention snapped back to Ikki. Soon, a long-forgotten figure from the past began to rge with Ikki’s current appearance.
"Boy... are you that person’s child?" Garp mumbled, then shook his head. He looked at Rouge again, his eyes suddenly glinting with understanding. He had a suspicion, but he wasn’t entirely sure.
If you’re not sure, then make sure! With that thought, Garp charged at Ikki without a word, his Haki-infused fists striking rcilessly.
Ikki knew the terrifying power of Garp’s punches and dared not take them head-on. He waved his hand, and the God-Controlling Robe behind him materialized, blocking the incoming attack. The robe Ikki currently wore still bore the na of the people, but its inner lining had transford into a Dodge Cloak.
Garp’s punch connected with the God-Controlling Robe, and it instantly felt... off. This unusual sensation confird Garp’s strong suspicion. The Ikki before him was indeed the masked man who had appeared decades ago.
Back then, Rouge and Ace hadn’t truly died; they had been saved by Ikki and another masked figure, and then Ikki had brought Rouge back to the present through ti and space.
Most people didn’t fully comprehend ti travel, but Garp, having read the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia, knew very well about a miraculous fruit called the Ti-Ti Fruit. However... if he rembered correctly, the Ti-Ti Fruit could only travel into the future, not back to the past. This left Garp sowhat puzzled.
Puzzled, but not deterred. Garp already knew that no frontal assault could break through the Dodge Cloak. So, he began to move at high speed, baiting Ikki towards a deserted area – exactly what he wanted.
After all, the bar was full of people, and injuring innocent villagers during a fight would be unacceptable. The two figures chased each other until they reached a secluded spot.
"Boy Ikki! The masked man I saw decades ago was indeed you!" Garp declared. "Who’s the other one? Let guess... it’s Ace!"
Ikki replied. Garp, despite his carefree deanor, was incredibly shrewd. Given his and Rouge’s simultaneous appearance, it wasn’t surprising that Garp had deduced he was the masked man from decades past.
"Yeah! It was and Ace!" Ikki sighed. "Ace was crying and shouting to find his mother. There was nothing else I could do, so I took him back in ti to find her!"
Garp: ....
Ikki expected that after explaining the situation, Garp would cease his attacks. But who would have thought this old man, with no respect for martial ethics, would imdiately launch a sneak attack? After their brief exchange, Garp charged again without a word.
This ti, he unleashed a continuous barrage of surprise attacks. He was so fast that the Dodge Cloak gradually began to lose its effectiveness. Not only that, even Ikki’s Sharingan struggled to clearly perceive Garp’s movents. Ikki hadn’t expected that after decades, Garp would beco older, yet his strength had increased rather than diminished.
Ikki attempted to face Garp head-on with his Armant Haki, but with just one punch, Ikki was left completely numb. As a last resort, Ikki finally unleashed his trump card: The Wrestler.
Upon seeing The Wrestler, Garp’s eyes imdiately lit up. He had been waiting decades for this little guy. Garp constantly trained his core strength specifically to defeat The Wrestler and prevent him from taking him down. Now, having reunited with his old rival, Garp beca truly serious.
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