“Ahahaha, so you’re that trash Emperor who keeps starting wars? Seems you have some ability.”
“Oh, wait, I take that back. All of you, just pretend you didn’t hear that.”
A burly old man in a floral casual shirt spoke as if he had accidentally said the wrong thing, but his face showed a completely carefree, devil-may-care expression.
“Baka! How can we pretend we didn’t hear that?!”
Vice Admiral Bogat and the elite soldiers under his command complained helplessly.
But they were already used to it.
After all, their superior, Garp, even dared to curse and mock Celestial Dragons.
Let alone the Emperor of Goa Empire.
Wang Shi looked at Garp expressionlessly, his Conqueror's Haki still erupting wildly and chaotically.
“Still not stopping? Little guy!”
Garp put away his carefree, devil-may-care demeanor and looked at Wang Shi quite seriously.
“...”
“I won’t...”
Wang Shi looked intently at Iron Fist Garp and spoke slowly.
“What!?”
Garp picked at his ear, his eyes wide. He suspected Wang Shi was throwing a tantrum and retaliating against him.
“I came here this time to ask you for guidance on the training and control of the three types of Haki.”
“I heard Dragon is your son...”
Wang Shi said indifferently, even bringing up Dragon, his meaning quite clear.
“You want to learn from me? Ahahaha~”
“That bastard Dragon really left an enormous problem for this old man.”
Garp looked at Wang Shi, pondered for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.
Hearing Wang Shi state his conditions, he felt relieved instead.
He had returned to Windmill Village this time because he was worried that Wang Shi and the Goa Empire would retaliate against Windmill Village.
But now, it seemed things might not be so bad after all.
If Wang Shi dared to lay a hand on Windmill Village, he would go to Goa Imperial Capital to teach that Emperor a lesson and warn him.
However, in that case, the World Government would definitely intervene, and Sengoku would also scold him, leading to the situation becoming increasingly serious.
Ultimately, even his Marine Vice Admiral position might be in danger.
Although he was a bit annoyed with this war-mongering Emperor, for now, he could only clean up the mess for his rebellious son, Dragon.
“Are you going to teach me or not?”
Wang Shi's presence in Windmill Village naturally meant he was fully prepared. Fleet Admiral Sengoku's call had probably reached Garp's hands.
With Sengoku's warning, Garp was even more hesitant to act impulsively.
“Seeing how poorly you control Haoshoku, I’ll reluctantly give you some pointers.”
“Also, I heard that bastard Judge is coming to East Blue. Don’t disgrace East Blue.”
“In the days before Judge arrives, this old man will give you a good beating... Ahem, a special training!”
Garp clenched his fists, making his knuckles crack, looking as if he intended to use the special training as an excuse to teach Wang Shi a lesson.
A triumphant expression was clearly visible on his face.
He threw a punch at Wang Shi, a powerful, heavy blow that forced Wang Shi to retreat instantly, his Conqueror's Haki abruptly stopping.
“Haha, see? The Haoshoku stopped, didn’t it!”
“Looks like the special training needs to continue. Getting beaten is the fastest way to improve.”
Garp grinned widely and, without another word, continued his pursuit.
He wore a smile that indicated he absolutely had to beat Wang Shi black and blue.
Wang Shi also knew Garp’s intentions, but after thinking for a moment, he gave up the idea of using his Toki Toki no Mi (Time-Time Fruit) ability to dodge.
“If you fail to teach me, the beatings and injuries I endure will be repaid to Windmill Village in another way.”
Wang Shi blocked Garp’s massive fist with his arms and was violently sent flying.
The intense pain made Wang Shi’s scalp tingle.
It hurt! It hurt so much!
“Ahaha, my Iron Fist of Love, even Admiral Aokiji says its effects are good.”
Garp unceremoniously began his 'love education' on Wang Shi, batting Wang Shi around like a ball.
This scene made Bogat and the Marine soldiers break out in a cold sweat.
Vice Admiral Garp, please go a little easy.
After all, Windmill Village is King Wang Shi's territory.
Zoro and the others watched the heavily beaten Wang Shi, a bit stunned for a moment, swallowing hard.
Is this teaching? This is a brutal beating, isn't it?
“Garp, have your Vice Admiral teach those two swordsmen. This is also a debt Dragon owes!”
Wang Shi continued to endure the beating, his body covered in bruises, and even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
“Heh-ha, Bogat, give those brats a good training.”
Garp was enjoying himself immensely while brutally beating Wang Shi, so he casually gave an order.
“Your Majesty!”
Saka looked at King Wang Shi, who was being brutally beaten but still thought of their welfare, and tears welled up in his eyes from gratitude.
Zoro’s eyes also filled with determination; he would definitely not let Wang Shi’s painstaking efforts go to waste.
“Understood!”
Bogat breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the brutally beaten Wang Shi didn't turn hostile.
Indeed, he was worthy of being an Emperor who could awaken Conqueror's Haki. This spirit and resilience were truly admirable.
“I wonder if Vice Admiral Garp's subordinates have any snipers who would like to spar with me.”
Van Auger took the initiative to speak. To become stronger, one must learn to seek benefits for oneself.
“Baron Van Auger, we have expert marksmen here who can exchange pointers.”
Immediately, a Marine officer responded to Van Auger.
As Garp’s men, these elite soldiers had inherited Garp’s devil-may-care personality, and they were equally arrogant Marines who feared nothing.
“It would be my pleasure.”
Van Auger recovered his spirit, which had been twice shaken by Haoshoku, and walked over resolutely.
“Hero soldiers under the Marine Hero, who wants to train with this Baron? There will be Berries as a reward?”
Eric also slowly recovered. His eyes darted around, his experience very seasoned, and he decisively used money as an incentive.
Anyway, he had considerable wealth and could certainly bring out some real skill on this hero warship.
“Me, me! I just ran out of pocket money for drinks.”
As expected, more Marine officers responded to Eric than to Van Auger for a spar.
Training with an Imperial Baron for a few days and earning money was a good deal.
By now, the news that the Germa 66 army from North Blue was coming to East Blue to cause trouble for Wang Shi was almost common knowledge.
Wang Shi and these few individuals would probably leave in less than a week.
...
When Village Chief Woop Slap, bar owner Makino, and the fainted soldiers and villagers gradually woke up,
They saw Garp and Bogat, these Marines, bullying and brutally beating the Emperor and his entourage.
This nearly scared the Village Chief to death.
This was their Emperor! How dared Garp and the others do this!!
It's over, it's over. Windmill Village is doomed.
Vice Admiral Garp couldn't stay in Windmill Village forever.
At that time, if the Goa Royal Family made even a slight move, Windmill Village would be finished.
Makino also turned pale with fright.
Assaulting an Emperor and a Baron were serious crimes.
There was also the Straw Hat brat who came down from Colubo Mountain, watching his grandfather, who was displaying incredible power, with terror.
His grandfather's punches on that person were even more ferocious than when he hit him. That must hurt a lot!
Straw Hat Luffy, 15 years old this year, instinctively clutched his head.
In the past two days on the mountain, he had been beaten black and blue by Garp’s Iron Fist of Love, leaving him with deep psychological trauma.
He had thought he was quite resilient to beatings, but he never expected this black-haired youth to be even more resilient than him.
He had been beaten by Garp for so long and still hadn’t collapsed to the ground begging for mercy or surrendering.
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