Pirate's Freedom

Dressrosa is filled with the fragrance of flowers and is famous for its delicacies. In addition to being surrounded by food and music, the sexy and hot dancing of young women is a major selling point. They are very good at dances similar to flamenco.

However, just like its nickname [Island of Love and Passion], excessive persistence in love also creates strong jealousy in women. As long as they are betrayed by a man, they will commit horrific acts of assassinating him. The more beautiful a woman is, the more beautiful she will be. They are fierce and can be said to have a clear distinction between love and hate, so emotional disputes and even physical conflicts are common.

"An island of love and passion?"

Tata Tot, who had just eaten paella, was walking on the street, smelling the fragrance of flowers that came from nowhere. Occasionally he would stop for a while when someone was dancing and watch.

Just like this, Tata Tot soon arrived at the destination of his trip, the most famous building in the Kingdom of Dressrosa - [Bullfighting Arena].

It is not only a place for sword fighters to practice sword skills, but also a famous attraction in the country. It is also a major source of financial revenue.

"Victory of Cyrus!"

“Cyrus fought 2700 battles and won 2700 times!”

"Master Cyrus!"

"Awesome! Cyrus!"

"Cyrus is invincible!"

The passionate commentary and cheers can be heard even outside the arena.

"You think you are a [beast] that has killed people, so do you want to lock yourself in a cage?"

Tata Toth entered the arena after buying the ticket. At this time, the game was over. The superstar of the arena was receiving cheers from the audience, but Tata Tot saw something more.

"If you reach this level of strength, you still won't be able to use armed Haki at all."

The highest level of hegemony allowed Tata Tot, who was not present, to see far more clearly than the audience present, and he was keenly aware of the problem.

"It seems that it is a problem with [the heart]..."

【Brave~~Mr. Soldier~~】

【All the time~~Not by your side~~】

Faced with a little girl who has forgotten her father and then lost her mother, the one-legged toy soldier made a promise to the young Rebecca——

【Until you achieve happiness, I will always be by your side. 】

Immediately I remembered the guy who was forgotten by his beloved, watched his wife die in his arms, and spent his childhood with his daughter as a toy.

The hero of the arena, the legend of being undefeated in 3000 battles - Cyrus.

"After all, it is an unforgettable memory. It depends on whether you can do it."

Tata Toth decided to get up close and personal with Cyrus.

"In this way, we can even save money on hotel stays."

Tata Tot, who has already made up his mind to live and eat in the arena, needs to think carefully about his next plan. It is impossible to play immediately after becoming a sword fighter.

"Even if you want to release water, there is a limit."

Tata Tot already had a clear understanding of Cyrus' strength, "If we go on stage now, the battle will be over in an instant."

Cyrus indeed showed a power that was incompatible with the surrounding environment, but it was undoubtedly not on the same level as himself.

"However, before my vision is completed, as the progress progresses, the amount of armed Haki that can be used will become less and less."

Tata Toth did not intend to use up all his strength to fight Cyrus, and limiting his own strength to win was considered a kind of practice for him now.

"And as long as enough pressure is given, the man who will become a legend in the future will definitely grow up quickly."

After all, the man who asked Doflamingo to use cunning and cunning to deal with him was a man who could hack to death the top leader of the Don Quixote family in a state of exhaustion after breaking a leg.

"Before that [turning point] comes, do you have a chance to defeat me? Cyrus."

One plus, one minus, one up and one down, Tata Tot is very interested in the final result.

"Excuse me," the arena staff member raised his head, and a masked man in black appeared in front of him.

"If you want to sign up to be a gladiator, do you need to pass any assessment?"

The staff pointed to the wooden stake placed in the corner as usual.

"Just go and cut that stake off."

The entire process of becoming a sword fighter has a standardized process. Seeing Tata Tot cutting off the wooden stakes easily, the staff immediately stood up and prepared to arrange Tata Tot's residence first.

"You are qualified, come with me."

"Ah, by the way," Tata Tot seemed to suddenly remember something, and said to the staff as he walked, "Can you let me live with Lord Cyrus? I admire him very much."

After speaking, he patted his shoulder.

"How can..."

The staff member was about to refuse, but changed his mind after being dazed for a while.

"of course can!"

"Also, I don't want to appear yet."

When Tata Tot heard this answer, he immediately took advantage of it.

"Can you please forget about me when you leave?"

This is no longer as simple as a slight violation of the rules, but the staff did not know what they were thinking and unexpectedly agreed.

"……OK."

"Dangdang!"

"Crack!"

The iron door was quickly opened and closed, and Cyrus lying in the corner was a little strange. He had been living here alone for an unknown amount of time. To a certain extent, this could be regarded as an established rule.

And this masked man who didn't know how to break the rules was obviously coming for him.

"Cyrus," he looked around curiously. Then, the masked man asked Cyrus a very rude question.

"Have you ever thought about what you would do if you lose?"

A complete stranger asked a puzzling question, but Cyrus answered it anyway.

"That kind of thing...anything is fine..."

"Of course people who win all the time think that winning or losing doesn't matter."

The masked man's voice was neither urgent nor slow, but full of contagious power, leading Cyrus to recall some of the past that he didn't want to remember.

"But this is your only place."

Feeling inexplicably irritated, Cyrus stood up suddenly and walked over. This guy wearing a mask was simply baffled.

"...What does this have to do with you? I don't even know you!"

"It doesn't matter if you know me or not, and it doesn't matter if you have a relationship with me or not."

When the voice sounded again, it came from his ears. A hand was placed on his shoulder, and a voice that was calm but sounded like thunder said.

"Cyrus, you just need to know that you are not as powerful as you think..."