Chapter eight: Training Kenbunshoku Haki

At night, Hancock dragged her exhausted body to receive a medicine injection, then had a sumptuous dinner. She immediately regained most of her energy. People in the pirate world are extremely resilient. Some strong men only need to eat a full meal to recover from serious injuries and fight again.

"Well, I won't go back to sleep anymore?" After Hancock finished eating, she was about to go back to her room to rest when she was suddenly stopped by the housekeeper at the door.

"That's right, from now on you will serve Master Ethan and rest," the housekeeper said expressionlessly.

Hancock groaned inwardly. It wasn't that it was hard to accept sleeping with someone; it was just that after practicing hard during the day, she still had to accompany someone at night. The workload was too much! Let no one live anymore!

"Yes." Hancock sighed, turned around tiredly, and followed the housekeeper to Ethan's room. She didn't notice a thing. That is, her heart had become less resistant to dedicating herself to Ethan. On the contrary, it felt natural and enchanted to be with him. This change in thinking occurred without Hancock realizing it. But it wasn't her fault. The content of the training for middle-aged women contained similar brainwashing. At the same time, Hancock herself was ready to wait for Ethan to eat her. External influences, plus one's own initiative to change. Under the dual effects, it is reasonable for ideas to change.

Not long after, Hancock followed the housekeeper and walked to Ethan's room.

Knock knock knock...

"Master," the housekeeper knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in," Ethan's voice came from inside.

"Yes." The housekeeper leaned forward and answered, opening the door just enough for one person to pass through. She then turned to look at Hancock and ordered, "Go in." She seemed to have no intention of going in.

Hancock let out a silent breath and rubbed her face with her hands. When she put down her hands, her expression became indifferent, her face clear, and her expression cold. It was easy for her. It was just about expressing her inner thoughts from childhood to adulthood. A middle-aged woman had discovered her characteristics and strengthened them to form her current unique temperament.

"Master Ethan." Hancock walked into the room lightly, her eyes cold, and bowed lightly.

In the room, Ethan was sitting on the bed reading a book. The various information, stories, and history of the pirate world were quite interesting. He often read before bed to pass the time. Of course, this scene fell into Hancock's eyes and deepened her impression of Ethan. This young master of Celestial Dragons was different from other Celestial Dragons.

"Come up," Ethan looked at Hancock with admiration and patted the bed next to him.

This time, Hancock was wearing a spaghetti-strap nightgown. Her youthful and slender figure was clearly revealed. Coupled with that cold and indifferent expression, as well as the exquisite and perfect face, she was simply a killer weapon for males. Ethan had long regarded her as his own. Although Hancock was allowed to practice, it did not mean that Hancock would be let go at night. He was a Celestial Dragon. Wasn't it normal to exploit ordinary people? Hancock practiced during the day and served at night, making perfect use of 24 hours a day!

"Yes." Hancock responded, walked to the bed, took off her shoes, and sat down next to Ethan. Ethan reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Hancock had no memory of what happened next. She was too tired. It didn't take long before she fell asleep. As for the body? Ethan never minded.

…

The next day, when Hancock woke up, Ethan was gone. She sat up, feeling weak.

"Am I sick?" Hancock touched her forehead in confusion, but it didn't feel hot. She looked down and was surprised by what she saw. The original nightgown was gone, replaced by luxurious pajamas made of incredibly comfortable fabrics she had never felt before. She didn't need to think to know whose masterpiece it was.

"What did he do while I was sleeping?" Hancock was shocked.

"..."

Hancock fell silent. She had nothing to say, and her mood was particularly complicated. "Does this young master of Celestial Dragons like me too much?" At the time of the auction, she had never heard of this happening. Many slaves were bought back and would be discarded after a day or two. In comparison, Ethan was nothing short of pity. Although Ethan himself was not much better, she was afraid of comparison. Once compared with other Celestial Dragons, it seemed that Ethan was too good to her.

Crunch.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened. The housekeeper walked in, looked at Hancock, and said, "Are you awake? Go have breakfast and continue practicing."

"Really..." Hancock's mouth twitched. She had guessed that would be the case.

"From now on, your life will be to practice during the day and serve the young master at night," the housekeeper continued. "Your two sisters will be trained to be warriors, and so will you, but you will also serve as the young master's personal maid."

"Yes." Hancock breathed out and nodded. "Understood. I'll get up and wash up. You have thirty-five minutes to take care of hygiene and breakfast." After the housekeeper said that, she turned and left.

That same afternoon, Ethan was with his master, Vice Admiral Kael, on a sunny afternoon in the courtyard. The wind blew gently, rustling the surrounding trees and flowers. Kael, an imposing man with the rank of Vice Admiral of the Navy, was currently dedicated to a crucial task: helping Ethan understand Kenbunshoku Haki, an ability that, until now, had eluded him.

"Ethan, tell me what you understand about Kenbunshoku Haki," Kael requested, his voice firm but full of patience.

Ethan, nervous but determined, took a deep breath before responding. "To me, Kenbunshoku Haki is basically the power of presence detection," he began, recalling previous lessons. He took a moment to organize his thoughts before continuing. "It is the most common use of this Haki. It allows the user to sense the presence of others, even if they are hidden from view or too far away to see naturally."

Kael nodded slowly, signaling with a gesture for him to continue.

"And there is also strength detection," Ethan continued, feeling a bit more confident. "This application of Haki allows the user to measure the strength of the people whose presence they sense. It is useful for finding 'powerful auras.' Through this application, the user can easily locate powerful allies and avoid powerful enemies."

Vice Admiral Kael observed him carefully, his gray eyes evaluating every word and gesture of his apprentice. After a few moments of silence, a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Well, Ethan," Kael finally said. "You understand the basics. Now, we need to work on refining your perception and applying this knowledge in real situations."

Ethan nodded with determination, ready to face the challenges ahead and determined to master Kenbunshoku Haki under the guidance of his wise master in the shortest time possible.