Journey ahead

Jon punched at the left arm which was blocked by Amon. His arms moved slowly because Jon wanted Amon to experience a slow fight. Amon might be able to fight regular folk but in the Grand Line, this was not a guaranteed thing.

His race had numerous advantages but Amon won't be able to keep up with their stamina. Without any offence, his defence was useless.

" Watch the leg. " Jon said slowly. Then he kicked the leg. Amon used his left hand to block but it was not the ideal choice.

Jon's right hand came through and then make a swift punch toward Amon's throat. Amon took a step back and coughed some silva.

" Not fair. " Amon said rubbing his throat.

Jon walked toward the table and grabbed a cup of water. He had been training for a week. He only took a rest when his body can't move anymore. The reason why he trained so hard is because he wanted his body to keep up with the speed he put on.

The stress was too much. Now, he was confident that his body had adjusted his speed. Jon looked at Amon who was practising the standard punch and kick.

He had also improved quite a lot but his battle sense was trash. Even though they were fighting at a snail's pace, he can't make a quick judgment. He should push his kick instead of blocking with his hand.

" You need to meditate and think about your fight. Previous fight. Learn from your mistakes. " Jon gave an advice.

Ray came to the training deck, which Jon called the back deck.

" Jon. " Ray called.

" What's up? Wanna train with us? I never saw you training. " Jon said.

Amon nodded at Ray acknowledging his presence.

" I am not that much of a fighter. " Ray admitted. He fought dirty so fighting head-on was not his style. " I come here to tell you about our goal. "

Jon tilted his head in confusion. He explained that right?

" It is about the Grand Line. Do you want to go now? " Ray asked. He didn't against the idea of going into the Grand Line. His dream was to visit every island so going to the Grand Line is a must task.

But entering blindly was not great either. And their group only had four people. It was barely enough to set sail but he needed the captain's order.

" We have very few people on our side but I have no intention of inviting others on the ship right now. " Jon said. " Let's go the Grand Line first. There we will meet our potential crew members. And that sea is not as scary as you think. "

Jon ensured Ray about his decision. Ray nodded.

" We will arrive at the entrance of the Grand Line in a week. " Ray said. " So prepare. "

Jon nodded.

Ray walked away from the training deck but Jon grabbed his shoulder. " Wait. Nobody is leaving this place without a few fights. "

" Ahh. "

***

Reime woke from her nest. The Crow's nest had been her place ever since they set sail. During the rain, she slept in the cabin but like this sunny day, she always bathe in sunlight.

It was noon. She needed to prepare for her brothers. She is the cook of this pirate.

As she claimed down from the Crow's nest, she thought about what to cook. ' Ray likes spicy food like me but Amon and Jon hate that. Especially, Jon, he didn't even taste the food. What a man-child! '

' For the desert, I will make jelly. It is annoying to hear that request every day from Amon. And it is sweet so Jon would like it. For Ray, he got his favourite dessert last night he should satisfy with it. It is awfully quiet today. What wrong? '

Reime looked at the back deck from the rope. She saw all of them laying on the floor. She sighed.

She arrived at the deck. " What the heck happened here? " She yelled.

" Language! " Jon said. He can't move his limbs. The same goes for Amon and Ray.

Reime snorted. " Are they dead? " She touched her brother's face. The bruise covered the whole features she can't even tell that was her brother if not for the clothes he wore.

" No, I just invite them to my training and they immersed quite a bit. " Jon lied. He dragged the two of them into Hell's training. His naming sense was not that great.

Jon got up. " Cook something delicious. Rei. "

Reime nodded and went to the kitchen. Jon grabbed the water bottle from the table beside him and splashed at the two. Ray coughed. Amon was soundly sleeping despite the water being thrown at him.

" You liar. " Ray scolded. " You said it was just a spar. Not a four-hour fight. "

" It was worth it. " Jon shredded off the complaint. " You are good at dodging the attack. "

Ray grabbed the wet towel and soaked it with water. He applied the towel to the bruises. " Seriously, look at this. " Ray pointed at his face.

He walked away.

Jon looked at the back of Ray and noted. He got all the crew mates fighting abilities.

Amon got huge potential but right now he is a bum.

Ray was good at sensing the incoming attack, which must be due to his natural talent toward observation haki. That was his guess. The only downside was his physical strength can't keep up with his sense.

And finally, Reime, with her Devil Fruit can take care of fodder. That is enough for her. He didn't need everyone to get powerful. And he was not heartless enough to train a child.

When she got older, she will need to learn about self-defence. But that is his future job.

Now he needed to protect those who were not strong enough. That is his duty as a captain.

They are all his crewmates and friends. Eventually, they will have a family bond. He looked up at the sky. The journey ahead of them will be harsh and dangerous.

But he will stand on top.