"Pause." In a forest on the island, the red-haired man paused and put away the long sword in his hand.

The silver-haired girl was holding the knife on the ground to keep herself from falling. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead. Eina panted heavily, gritted her teeth and supported Yugiri to stand up. However, her feet were already unstable and she almost fell down when she staggered.

The man who always carefully protected the girl did not move at this time, and his angular face showed a serious look.

"I said that armed Haki should not only be used on the hands, but should also be extended to the sword. If you can't do this, I won't use Haki to fight you." Shanks said and raised the Grip again. Fin, "Imagine you and the knife as one, imagine it's your own hand."

Eina gritted her molar teeth and nodded, then stepped up to steady herself. She looked at the sword in Shanks' hand with burning eyes, and the two of them moved forward at the same time.

"Not enough! Come again!" Shanks scolded while fighting her, "The strength is too loose, Ena, what are you thinking?"

"I was thinking..." She squeezed out hoarse syllables through her teeth, trying her best to concentrate on anticipating Shanks' attack, but she still lost ground.

I was thinking... If I can't do it to this extent, what reason do I have to talk about becoming stronger?

Is there any other reason to become a combat force worthy of being a member of a spaceship?

What qualifications do you have... to stand next to the future Pirate King!

At this moment, the air in front of her suddenly became slow, and a cold light flashed in the girl's eyes. She retreated to avoid Shanks' sword, and used all her remaining strength to slash forward. Yugiri's silver-white blade instantly turned to silver-gray, and it collided with Griffin firmly, making a clanging sound.

She felt like her arms were going to die. Shanks finally smiled and took back Griffin, then stepped forward and took the girl into his arms.

Her muscles ached all over her body, and she didn't even bother to open her eyelids. She stretched out her arms around Shanks' neck with peace of mind, and with the help of her center of gravity, he successfully picked her up with one hand.

"It worked, Ena." Shanks lowered his head and whispered in her ear. His breath made her ears itch, and she turned her head away from his face in disgust.

Shanks laughed muffledly, holding her in his arms and striding towards the hotel where they were staying temporarily.

+ + +

When he returned to the hotel, Beckman was walking out of his room, and he was not surprised to see this scene. The two of them have always been like this for a month. After beating the girl until she has no strength left, he will carry her back, and then they will have dinner together after she has rested.

"How are you today?" the gray-haired mate asked him with a cigarette in his mouth.

"We can finally use the weapon in the armed color." Shanks' eyes were shining, "Let me tell you, we will set off in one day."

Beckman raised his eyebrows in surprise, then looked at the sleeping girl in Shanks' arms with praise. It only took a month, which was already remarkable. Although they had always known that she was very talented, this speed was inseparable from her hard work in practice.

Shanks put Ena on the bed and left gently. A few hours later, Ena slowly woke up.

She woke up from the muscle soreness she had become accustomed to recently and sat up despite the pain. The reason why she trained like a lifeless person every time was because she relied on the ointment Korda made for her to soothe her muscles and bones. The effect was surprisingly effective, and she would recover quickly after resting for a night.

She took a shower first and then applied medicine to herself. After putting on clean clothes, she opened the door and went out, knocking on Beckman's door next door.

"Enter."

Beckman looked up and saw her, his eyes a little softer: "Have you rested yet?"

"Yes. Korda is my savior. I must ask him for enough ointments when I leave." Ena walked to the table and sat down, moving her shoulders as she moved.

Beckman poured her a glass of water: "Although Korda is here, the training is still gradual. If the body causes irreversible damage, the gain will outweigh the loss."

Eina complained in her mind while holding a cup and drinking water. You sea men actually know this kind of thing. Since she became a pirate, she has never seen a few fights where she seems to have her own life at heart.

Oh, Usopp counts as one.

"There's one more thing I think I should remind you of," Beckman said. "Your terrifying moves are already famous all over the world. Many people will target you."

"Target me?" she said coldly, "What's the use? They also want to imitate Blackbeard and take away my abilities?"

Speaking of Blackbeard, her eyes lit up with hatred.

"The methods of the new world are beyond your imagination." Beckman said, "Although I don't know why, it was really wise for you to hide your abilities before."

Eina smiled.

"That was when I had no companions, when I was unable to protect myself."

"It's never a crime to have a jade, it's the person who steals the jade who is guilty." She spread her fingers and closed them again, "If you want to target me, just go ahead. There is no reason for me to be afraid of everyone for the rest of my life."

Beckman smiled as he held his cigarette in his mouth.

+ + +

She saw the newspaper on Beckman's desk, reached out and took it over and glanced at it, and her attention was attracted by a piece of news.

In the battle between ice and fire, where does the navy marshal end up? The two great generals Akainu and Aokiji engage in a shocking battle with Punk Hassad!

She leaned forward, clutched the newspaper with her fingers and stared at the news for a long time. Beckman gave her a surprised look. He followed her gaze and couldn't help but frown.

He wanted to ask before why Ena often gave him the illusion that she seemed to be very concerned about matters at the Navy Headquarters. Before Sengoku resigned, he thought she simply thought the change of marshal was surprising, but this time he felt that way again.

It has to be said that the deputy captain of the red-haired pirates, who is as sensitive as the Yonko, is comparable to the intuition of a beast.

"You seem to be very concerned about the ownership of the navy marshal." Beckman looked back and asked casually.

Eina blinked and raised her head, letting go of the newspaper in her hand: "We had an encounter with Aoki before."

Beckman raised an eyebrow.

"Although he is an admiral, he is actually a pretty good person." Eina picked up the water glass and said naturally, "Compared with that man, I hope he can be the new marshal."

When she mentioned "that man", a trace of hatred flashed in the girl's eyes. Beckman gave up the idea of ​​exploring and instead lowered his eyes: "Before the final result comes out, anything is possible."

"Ah, yes." Eina nodded calmly.

No...she already knew the final result.

Too many things happened in her new life, and it was difficult for her to spare the energy to recall what happened in her previous life. In her previous life, before she rushed forward with the determination to die, she had abandoned all attachment to the world.

General Qing Pheasant...Mr. Kuzan.

The man who is always lazy and wanders aimlessly on the sea on his bicycle.

It was also the man who gave her infinite tenderness in countless moments of her life and at the end when she was rushing to death.

Ena knew that he would not become a marshal in the end, that Sengoku's hopes would be dashed, and that he would lose his left leg in the ten-day battle.

[Let me go... Kuzan. 】

A whisper like a lover, a hug as light as a feather, and a decisive letting go.

She thought with a headache, what is this?

Neither of them said anything, but it was already a fact that could not be ignored.

However, she has been reborn. Now, Kuzan's memory does not have the girl whom he silently indulged, and they are already on opposite sides.

Maybe it won't be the case soon, Ena chuckled in her heart.

After Kuzan resigns, there should still be a chance to meet. It's just that this time she doesn't know what identity she will use to meet him. Everything in her previous life is out of place in this world.

It is a memory that belongs to her alone, like a dream that is no longer real.

+ + +

"Lagro repaired your private bathroom on the ship." Beckman interrupted her thoughts, "Shanks said we would leave early the day after tomorrow."

Eina's eyes widened: "Hey! I have a separate bathroom!! That's great! I love Raglo!"

Beckman smiled: "Don't be like a child. After all, the genders are different. I asked them to open up the room next to yours and make a bathroom."

The pirates are all men, no matter how they kiss her, there are differences between men and women. It is really troublesome for Ena to carefully stagger the bathing time every time.

"But why the day after tomorrow? I remember Shanks said that I would leave after using my weapon color." Ena asked.

Beckman didn't know either. "You go ask him. I am only responsible for following his arrangements."

So she stood up and said goodbye to Beckman, and placed the chair for him in an orderly manner before leaving.

"What are you going to do tomorrow?" The red-haired man looked at the girl and scratched her head, "Didn't you say you were going to buy something after training?"

Eina opened her mouth slightly and was stunned.

"So...you delayed your departure for a whole day specifically to let me go shopping?"

"Is there anything wrong?" Shanks said matter-of-factly, "They have been on the island for a month and you are training every day. Isn't it right for you to go shopping alone for a day?"

Depend on.

Ena cursed in her mind.

It's a foul, there's something wrong with that, it's not okay.

Although the normally rude man was clumsy in dealing with her, he had already touched her cuteness countless times. She knew that he was just thinking with the logic of "let the child play games in the evening after she is tired from studying", but this did not affect him from poking at her cuteness as a woman!

What should I do? The old man is too cute and I want to rub him.

If Ikegawa Eina can do whatever she wants in front of one person in the world, and can do things intuitively without even using her brain, that person must be Shanks.

Not only because this man gave her the greatest sense of security, but also because he was so natural that no one would be offended by her random thoughts.

Luffy is pretty much the same, but Ena most of the time looks at him like an old lady like Nami in front of Luffy, so it's hard not to worry more.

So she really reached out and rubbed his head.

Shanks was stunned, but not because he was angry, but because he didn't know what was wrong with the girl. She could not stop smiling and rubbing his head like some kind of small animal.

He grimaced, feeling that he couldn't be so disrespectful in front of her.

He is thirty years old! He is still her master now!

"Shanks is so cute." Eina smiled.

"Hey! It's rude to say that. I'm a man!"

"Hey, hey, I'm sorry." Eina didn't press ahead. She put down her hand and took the man's arm. "If I apologize to you seriously, will you go shopping with me tomorrow?"

"You know it's good to be sorry...eh?" Shanks reacted mid-sentence, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"Yeah." Eina nodded up and down like a puppy, looking at him with wet dark green eyes, "Because shopping alone would be boring."

No one can resist Ikegawa Ena's deliberate cuteness, no one.

So the two of them went out together the next day.

And Ikegawa Ena also officially began her two-year training in hell.

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