Chapter 34: Reversal of the Situation

"Ah~~"

"Be careful—"

In mid-air, Rosinante rapidly fired off two flintlock pistols.

Though he had no precise aim, the screams told him that someone had been hit. Moreover, how many people could remain calm when faced with a barrage of bullets flying at them?

He let go with both hands, allowing the two pistols to fall behind him, and with a whoosh, Rosinante landed safely on the warship's deck.

At the same time, two inconspicuous cylinders the size of palms dropped from Rosinante's rolling body.

"Attack!"

"Kill him—"

The bearded captain pointed his sword at Rosinante and gave a loud command while subtly taking a big step backward.

In this world, anyone daring to use such a "solo raid" tactic had to be either extremely powerful in combat or possess peculiar abilities.

Sure enough—

The next moment, the two metal cylinders that had fallen earlier exploded, and the sound of the blast pierced the eardrums!

Boom!

The terrifying sound waves rapidly spread across the deck like ripples, sweeping through the warship at a speed of over 300 meters per second! Even Doflamingo and the others on the Plat-H Tower felt their bodies shiver.

Dong, dong, dong...

Among a series of falling sounds, the sailors who had charged at Rosinante just a moment ago collapsed silently on the deck.

The sailors a bit further away stumbled around as if drunk, swaying and tumbling to the ground while clutching their heads unconsciously.

Impact Grenade x2

Rosinante, who had protected himself with his Silent ability, was barely affected by the explosions, apart from his golden hair being blown upwards.

Rolling to his feet, Rosinante pulled out a dagger from his waist, preparing to face the "expert" counterattack from the warship.

Whoever remained standing was the expert!

Bang!

Sharp airwaves passed by Rosinante's ears, and his shoulder tingled. Ignoring the gunshot wound on his left arm, he shifted laterally with a powerful step while locking his gaze on the sailor who had shot him.

No, that guy was entirely different from an ordinary sailor. He wore a round copper helmet on his head, a black high-collar military uniform, and his gun looked very luxurious, with a series of gears engraved on the barrel.

He was an officer!

Close to the ground, Rosinante lunged forward like a giant python, approaching the opponent at high speed! The shiny dagger in his hand was his lethal fang.

Facing Rosinante's stabbing dagger, the bleeding-eared officer clenched his lips and firmly blocked Rosinante's attack with the butt of his gun.

Then, he instantly jumped backward and performed a smooth reload, raising his gun to aim.

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However, the earlier "Impact Grenade" had still caused significant interference, leading to a slight sluggishness in his normally clean and precise movements.

In that instant, the victor was decided.

Puchi!

Among the two closely entwined figures, one of them fell limply. Having killed his opponent, Rosinante seized the advantage, pursuing the bearded captain, who was stumbling and attempting to escape to the captain's quarters!

The splendid aristocratic attire and the captain's tricorn hat indicated that the man was someone of significance.

"Help, save me—!!"

Even though the person who fell on the deck was just a child, the terrified expression on the bearded captain's face made it seem as if a grim reaper was chasing after him. He disregarded his tricorn hat that had fallen on the ground and practically rolled into the captain's cabin.

Following closely behind, Rosinante charged into the cabin at high speed, and the rush of wind closed the cabin door with a click.

Approximately two breaths later.

Bang!

The door of the captain's cabin was suddenly knocked open, and the door panel flew far away from the cabin.

Rosinante, who was sent flying, flipped several times in mid-air before barely landing back on the ground. There was a clear fist mark on his cheek, and he had lost track of where his dagger had flown.

"Ptui—"

Blood mixed with teeth spat onto the deck as Rosinante received a punch. He squinted and looked towards the captain's cabin.

First, a spark appeared from the darkness behind the cabin door, and then a middle-aged officer with a scar on his face and a coat askew walked out of the captain's cabin, holding a smoking pipe.

This officer had a burly physique, standing over two meters tall. The smoke from the pipe billowed out one puff after another, and his resolute face seemed as if it was carved out of a block of wood. The sound of his teeth gnashing against the pipe echoed on the deck.

When he stood there, he gave the impression of an immovable city wall!

Tsk, another expert?

Rosinante felt annoyed. Could it be that his luck was just plain bad? Why did he keep encountering unexpected situations?

"It's Major Anderson!"

"We've won—"

As soon as this officer nonchalantly appeared with his coat draped over him, the previously disheartened sailors on the deck erupted into cheers. Even though many of them couldn't even stand properly, they still aimed their weapons at Rosinante.

Swish,

Just at that moment, a tall figure descended onto the deck.

Wielding a western-style sword longer than two meters, this person's swordplay produced white streams of light, leaving numerous sword marks on the deck while routing the sailors who had attempted to surround Rosinante.

"Woo-hahaha, I can't let you hog all the glory!"

As Rosinante landed on the warship and drew everyone's attention, the Plat-H Tower was rapidly closing in on the warship while changing course. The distance between the two ships was decreasing rapidly, and the first "reinforcement" was already thrown over by Trebol.

Standing over three meters tall and wielding an extra-long western-style sword, Diamante, though wrapped in bandages, displayed an imposing presence that no ordinary sailor could match.

"Good, Diamante, leave the rest to you!"

For Rosinante to face the Colonel while also guarding against the other sailors' ambushes put too much pressure on him.

"No, no, no, I can't handle so many on my own~~"

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"Stop being modest. You're Diamante, after all!"

As one of the Four Executives of the future "Donquixote Family," he might have been defeated by the one-legged Jora later, but there was no way he couldn't deal with a ship full of sailors.

"Quit it, don't make me sound like a genius~~"

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"Well, okay, you are kind of a genius, to be fair—"

Due to Diamante's height of three meters and his old horse-like face, Rosinante had forgotten that this guy was only "just" 13 years old. To achieve such a decent swordsmanship as an orphan, he truly deserved the title of genius.

"I already said, stop saying that... about being a genius or anything~~"

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"...Just be happy."

Tired, let's destroy it.

When Rosinante was almost made to cough up blood by Diamante's repeated modesty, the latter's words suddenly changed.

"Since you put it that way, then I'll admit it!"

"I am a genius, leave these small fries to me!!"

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Damn it... I almost forgot, Diamante has this quirk of becoming more modest when praised and inflating his ego otherwise.

Although Rosinante was almost infuriated by Diamante, the pressure brought by the smoking pipe Colonel disappeared somewhat thanks to this digression.

"So, here goes..."

Taking a deep breath, Rosinante, who had expanded his body to about one circle bigger than before, decisively used the only technique he currently mastered.

As Rosinante's figure swelled, his spine straightened bit by bit. The movement of his spine drove the motion of his entire skeleton and the extension and contraction of his muscles, transmitting the force from his lower legs, thighs, waist, and abdomen, eventually settling in his right shoulder.

"Flying Leimeng—"

Stepping forward, he launched a charging punch!

Rosinante was like a skilled archer, his spine acting as the bow and his fist as the arrow, channeling all the power from his entire body into this punch.

"Break!"

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