171. Whitebeard's Treatment

A lone ship was sailing through the sea. It wasn't very large and only had a few people on board.

"This is such a pain in the a**. Couldn't you guys have become a pirate?"

A man asked a couple seated on the deck of the ship.

Of course this couple was Leo and Shinobu.

Leo heard the guy and chuckled. They were enroute to see Whitebeard and due to their status they couldn't travel openly. So they had to transfer several ships before reaching their destination.

Shinobu was feeding Snow who was comfortably resting on her lap.

Soon the ship entered Whitebeard's territory and reached Moby Dick.

Leo saw the division commanders standing on the bow of the ship. When he saw them he raised an eyebrow before smiling.

"Good to see you again, Marco. Oh, by the way, what's wrong with your face?"

The division commanders had a strained expression when they heard Leo.

Marco touched his right cheek where a bruise was and grumbled, "Just get on board."

Leo grinned and jumped on, Shinobu followed right beside him. Once again he saw that giant man, he was lazily sitting there while drinking from a big bottle.

Whitebeard narrowed his eyes when he saw Leo, "Brat, you got guts to eye my stash!"

The colour of the Supreme King burst out of him and crushed against Leo.

Leo smiled, "Hey, it's a fair transaction."

Showing no weakness Leo released his "will" as well.

The collision between their wills cracked the air and changed the weather. This continued on for several seconds before both of them withdrew their "will".

"Gurarara, cheeky brat."

Whitebeard laughed and said no more.

"Shinobu."

Leo looked at her. She nodded and stepped towards Whitebeard. She needed a comprehensive understanding of Whitebeard's health to create a treatment plan for him.

"Hey, Marco. How many bottles do I get?"

Leo asked Marco.

Rolling his eyes Marco said, "Three."

"Only three?"

"Don't be so greedy. Pops collected them over decades. The number of bottles made every year is less than twenty, and they are mostly reserved for celestial dragons. Even with your status you won't be able to get one even if you tried to."

Leo nodded in understanding. He suddenly asked, "Can I ask about your face?"

"No."

Marco replied plainly.

Leo smirked.

After twenty minutes Shinobu was done with her check up.

"His body has accumulated a lot of wounds. Though they have healed the damage was done, as his body deteriorates with age it will cause pain. My simplified healing drug only healed less than one percent of his injuries."

"Even if I give him a more potent drug it won't help, he isn't young anymore. We need a slow treatment, that way I can improve his health and take care of those troublesome wounds."

She explained it to Marco and the other commanders.

Jozu hastily asked, "How long will it take? And how about the results after?"

"Three years. In three years I can get him back to normal."

The division commanders were relieved when they heard her.

Shinobu wasn't finished and said seriously, "However, in these three years he must not get involved in battle. Otherwise the treatment will be useless."

That...

The division commanders didn't know how to respond. They couldn't agree with her since this was Whitebeard. If he decide to do something, then even if hell froze over he would do it.

"Brats, I agreed to have her treat me in exchange for my stash and you want me to lay on a bed like a useless old man!?"

Whitebeard who was listening to everything bellowed.

The division commanders could only laugh bitterly and didn't dare say anything back.

Leo suddenly nudged Marco and stretched out his hands.

Marco was speechless when he saw this. He still had the nerve to ask for his commission under such circumstances.

Why does every person with haoshoku haki have weird characters.

He sighed to himself and went inside the ship. After a while he came out with three large bottles of wine.

Leo grabbed it from him and immediately jumped back to the ship they came from.

Shinobu shook her head with a smile and gave Marco a bottle and a list of materials.

"Give him this. It's a stronger version of the drug he gave you before. And here is a list of materials I need for your father's treatment."

Marco and the other commanders hastily thanked her and send her off.

Whitebeard chugged on his bottle and saw them sail away from the corner of his eyes.

Back on Leo's ship.

Storing away the bottles safely Leo hummed happily. When he came out he saw Shinobu playing with Snow.

"Three years, huh. How much can he recover, I mean in terms of strength?"

Shinobu was rubbing Snow's furry head when she heard him. She thought for a moment and said.

"Well, he is old. No matter how good my medical abilities are, it won't be able to bring his body back to it's prime."

True. Body is the foundation to strength. How much power one can exert depends on the strength of their body.

As he was about to take a seat a news bird flew by. Leo signalled with his hand.

It flew down. Leo threw a coin to it and took a paper. The news bird cawed once and flew away.

He took a seat and opened the paper.

Oh?

He hummed in surprise. Shinobu looked over and saw what he was looking at. She raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"These guys... they got guts."

Leo smiled.

On the front paper was a row of very big bold letters.

STRAWHAT PIRATES STORM ENIES LOBBY!

Leo read the details and frowned. The paper stated how the government arrested a criminal and the strawhats stormed Enies Lobby to save her.

Well, the world government sure knows how to twist black and white.

Leo has seen the strawhats and he knew they weren't the type to do such things. There must be something else.

"Shinobu, let's take a detour and visit Water Seven."