31 The Strongest Swordsman
If there was anything that resembled chaos in this world was the current Marie Geoise. The world nobles ran for their lives while chaos engulfed the area. Fisher Tiger was on his own, but he had deadly supporters. He freed the slaves and what resulted was a carnage of vengeance.
A gigantic tornado destroyed everything in its wake without caring for the lives of those who oppressed the world.
"I never imagined partnering up with pirates" A man in dark green robes spoke, levitating in front of Shanks and Mihawk.
"Monkey D. Dragon… what are you looking for in here?" Neither of them was familiar with this man, but he had recently appeared in newspapers declaring himself the leader of an organisation that fought against the government. The only noteworthy information about him was that he was Monkey D. Garp's son, the hero of the marine.
His existence was like a gigantic stain on his father's legacy.
"The same as you… a favour to whitebeard".
"Whitebeard is related to the revolutionaries?"
"The enemy of your enemy is my friend, Akagami. We all have the same enemy, don't we?"
Shanks frowned and clenched his fist before nodding. Their common enemy was the world government and clearly Dragon wouldn't pass on a chance to deliver a vicious strike.
"They knights of god are going to come soon... I have somewhere to be".
Dragon shot in the direction of a certain castle while Shanks and Mihawk remained to supervise the chaos.
The swordswoman was standing to the side on top of a collapsed building; watching how the slaves retaliated against the world government for the first time.
<Mero Mero Merow!>
It was then that she saw a girl in ragged clothes and bruised body, her power allowed her to turn guards and world nobles into stone, she was running together with another two girls.
'Those are the girls Shakky wanted me to save. They're doing pretty well themselves' Mihawk remarked. They were members of the Kuja Pirates who had been kidnapped several years ago.
The girl with ragged clothes and long black hair tried to protect her sisters; she looked at the woman standing atop a building with her shining yellow eyes looking down at them. The night was her canvas, the moon her signature.
Boa Hancock was shaking, all she wanted was this nightmare to end and go home together with her sisters. Her eyes were begging for guidance amidst the chaos.
Mihawk pointed her sword in one direction and the girl nodded in appreciation, even to the point of kneeling before heading towards the boat Fisher Tiger had found for the fleeing slaves.
The desire for vengeance was so big that the majority of the slaves didn't even want to be free. They were willing to lay down their lives as long as they could slaughter those who stepped over their pride as living beings.
*RUMBLE!!!*
'He's here'.
Mihawk brandished her sword, immediately coated in Sword Intent.
A destructive purple slash came from the north of Marie Geoise, obliterating anything in its path, the objective: Fisher Tiger's boat.
In front of the might of that strike, everything seemed to be disrupted and erased like rotting wood.
*RUMBLE!!*
The world slowed down as Mihawk responded with a slash of her own, adjacent to the direction of the purple strike.
*BOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!*
Before the purple blast could slice the ship in half, it was scattered to nothingness by the sword's intent.
"Leonidas Pluteo Dorotialis… the 2nd Knight of God, my father's spot".
A man landed in front of her, she stated the man's name... she knew exactly who this person was. He had purple hair, white attire and a great black broadsword, his appearance was young as if less than thirty years of age. But Mihawk knew this man had been alive for more than four hundred years.
"You have grown up, Mihawk. Your father Maximus would be proud".
"You put my father's name out of your filthy mouth, traitor. I didn't come here to talk to you. I came here to slice your neck, Leonidas".
The man sighed, "I wanted to duel you ever since I witnessed your wanted poster. Just now you used the 4th Haki. This is not a battle I can win. Like father like daughter... who could have thought you'd awaken it, and the same power at that".
Not intending to share further words with this man, Mihawk charged.
*CLANG!*
*BOOOOOOMMMMMM!!*
"For as long as that red-haired boy doesn't mature into the likes of Gol D. Roger, I'm the strongest swordsman... go ahead and plunder the title from me, Mihawk!".
<Reality Rupture!>
His main power was conqueror Haki. But even someone as strong as Mihawk felt overwhelmed by the display of power.
It was at this moment that she had been working hard for all her life. And yet in that moment, all she could do was think about that boy.
'You're going to become the strongest man alive... so I can't be any less!'
Her sword coated with sword intent charged forward... if necessary she'd slice the whole Marie Geoise for this title. Such was the determination of the Strongest swordswoman alive.
