Pact with the devil

Today was an ordinary Saturday morning in the island and village of Narhad

The elder ones worked, talked among themselves, exchanged products and services through currency or barter... or simply practiced their hobbies, such as sewing, music or fishing among many others...

And since it was a holiday, the elders had freed the children from all the tasks such as going to study, helping at home or learning their parents profession… so they played with each other happily on the beach like normal children in a little island

"Sara, throw the ball higher" Shouted Edu Gonzalez, a short, dark-haired, simple-looking 7-year-old boy to his older sister, who casually played with the ball with the other children of the town

"But be careful not to get the ball stuck in a tree" Said Tania Hamilton, a blonde girl somewhat tall for her age and with the appearance of being a class delegate, who was 9 years old like Fred and Stephen

"It only happened once, you don't have to repeat it every time!" Shouted Sara Gonzalez, an 8-year-old girl with brown hair, green eyes and in general an adorable appearance, who blushed when she remembered what happened the last time she shot the ball too hard

However, not all of them played, since among all those children one trained hard by running on the sand of the beach while wearing a heavy metallic suit that hindered his movements and put his body and mind to test.

"UFF...

Come on Stephen, you can...

Just five more reps...

Come on, you can do it...

You're wearing a cool shiny metallic suit, you're capable of anything!" Stephen told himself to be able to continue running at full speed towards the end of the beach once again despite the tiredness he felt

However, there were more people cheering him on than himself, the other kids also cheered him on every time he ran past them

"You don't have much left!

CHEER UP" Tania yelled as she saw Stephen walking past her.

"Come on Stephen, you can!" Shouted Sara, almost stucking the ball in some tree due to the distraction

"A few more kilometers and you've got it" Shouted Edu, giving encouragement in a somewhat sarcastic way

And also at the same time… another child was subjecting himself to something very similar to torture

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

OAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! UGHHHHHHH!!!" Screamed, sobbed and even cried Fred, who ran in agony at great speed after Stephen

He ran, ran, and ran with all his might at great speed despite wearing a metal suit that weighed more than himself, which had springs on all limbs that stretched very strongly to the opposite side from which he moved his limbs to run, increasing the difficulty to move exponentially

'FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

I DON'T FEEL MY LEGS!

I DON'T FEEL MY FUCKING LEEEEEEGS!!!!'

As he ran as if his legs wanted to run away from his body, his arms weren't idle, apart from the weight and pressure the suit exerted in him Fred also held 169 Kg weights in each hand, which he lifted repeatedly with each stride

'SHIT! FUCKING SHIT! FUCKED FUCKING SHIT!

ALL MY FUCKING LIGAMENTS ARE GOING TO BREAK! EVEN THE ONES IN MY AAAAAANUS!!'

In addition to all that weight and multitasking activity consisting of using legs and arms at the same time in a frantic way he was also dragging a wheelless cart full of metal that multiplied his weight by 15, which was dragged through the sand of the beach. A feat that seemed impossible for a normal human being, much less a child who hadn't yet turned ten years old...

'FUCK YOU JESUS CHRIST! FUCK YOU BUDA! FUCK YOU MAHOMA! FUCK YOU SHIBA! FUCK YOU FUCKING BROLY! AND SPECIALLY FUCK YOU FUCKING AMAZON DELIVERY GUY THAT ONLY COMES PRECISELY WHEN YOU AREN'T AT HOME!

THIS IS UNBEATABLE! THIS IS FUCKING TORTURE!'

And the reason he wasn't expressing all these thoughts out loud wasn't because he was trying to contain himself or hide his pain so that no one would notice, although that influenced a little... It was just that he also had a weight of 166 Kg in his mouth, which he lifted from top to bottom with his neck and jaw, something that prevented him from screaming and cursing the very existence of the omniverse

'I SHIT ON EACH AND EVERY ONE OF ALL THE DEATHS FROM THE BATTLE OF WATERLOO!

HOW THE HELL COULD ZORO TRAIN HIS NECK LIKE THIS AND NOT DEVELOP CHRONIC TORTICULUS!?'

Still, despite all the inhuman restraints his elementary school boy body was subjected to, he managed to get past Stephen once again

"Are you ahead of me again?

I see my new invention has given you extra motivation

You'll thank me again later, don't be in a hurry!

STEEL! STEEL! STEEL!" Stephen said with a smile as Fred overtook him once again that day, even though his friend was at an extreme disadvantage compared to him.

No doubt Stephen greatly admired his best friend for being able to do that and was glad of his success, almost as if it were his own success!

Yet Fred...

'STOP LAUGHING YOU DAMNED SADISTIC WHO ADDED 69 KG TO THIS FUCKING SUIT WITH THE PURPOSE OF KILLING ME!

DAMN! DAMN! DAMN!

IT'S LIKE I'M CARRYING THE CORPSE OF AN OVERWEIGHT ELEPHANT THAT HAS DIED OF A FUCKING INDIGESTION!' Fred thought as he ran like he had a rocket up his ass, cursing everything around him, especially the people who had contributed in some way to this particular kind of suffering

Without a doubt Fred was performing a superhuman feat inappropriate for his age and physique... and as is normal in this or any other world, everyone who performs such feats didn't lack admirers who tried to encourage him not to give up even if his body begged him to stop

"Come on Fred, today you will surely break your record!" Edu said, encouraging Fred as he passed, who was returning from walking around the beach again.

"KEEP IT UP! But try not to hurt yourself!" Said Tania, worried about Fred's physical condition, especially seeing the suffering face he was making

"Y... Yo... You...

YOU ARE THE BEST FRED!" Sara stammered with her face visibly flushed as she watched her childhood crush perform superhuman feats in front of her.

"Try not to cause more earthquakes by running

You scare the fishes

HAHAHAHA!!!" Said Mrs. Brush, who was fishing on the beach near the children, having a great time seeing the energetic Fred and his crazy ideas and performances

Some encouragement that did nothing to improve Fred's undermined morale

'SHUT THE FUCKING MUZZLE EVERYONE!

STOP CHEERING ME UP AND HELP ME!

SOMEONE! PLEASE! STOP THIS FUCKING HELL!' Fred thought as he kept running and performing exercises with his arms and head at the same time as if he was possessed by the god the of hardcore training.

Fred had been undergoing extreme training that stretched his physical and mental capabilities to the limit. So to the edge that he could only progress or even survive if his body repeatedly broke it's limits during training.

The pain and tiredness that he felt in his body and mind were so horrendous that if he stopped even for a second he would be unable to continue... and for that obvious reason both his mind, body and soul were asking him to stop right away...

However, Fred couldn't stop, not because he didn't want to, but for another reason...

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Flashback Time

More than nine years ago...

Little Fred had already been in the world of One Piece for 5 months and for obvious reasons he couldn't do much in his situation

Like all babies, his daily activity was limited to shitting, drinking breast milk, resting, sleeping, waking up and generally interacting correctly with his environment to learn, demand food, get his diapers changed… and generally do what his parents wanted...

If something differentiated Fred, it's that he had to make an effort to behave like a baby and not draw excessive attention. He had to play his role doing things like crying from time to time for no apparent reason to shut up once his mother or father hugged him and pretend to have fun playing with the toys that his uncle Marlon made for him from time to time

There was little a nearly 30-year-old adult could do in a baby's body for entertainment and amusement except think about the future...unless he had a magical ability that he needed to explore, which is exactly what he had been doing the last five months

'Test number 69

If Frederick Freed closes his eyes and opens them in less than 3 seconds he will gain the ability to shoot purple lasers from his eyes...' Fred thought from his crib as he closed and opened his eyes

'...

…

...

Ok, nothing happened since it's impossible that I can grant myself a power that I don't have....

What a disappointment... again...]' Fred thought after realizing that he hadn't gained a real super power.

'Test number 70

If Frederick Freed doesn't close his eyes and open them in less than 3 seconds he will have to pinch himself on the cheek' Fred thought, opening his eyes as hard as he couldn't to blink.

However, he closed his eyes anyway 'Ok, if I can do it I will be forced to do it whether I want to or not...

My cheeks are safe'

'Test number 71

Frederick Freed must create a Kamehameha and destroy the moon in the next 3 seconds

Otherwise, he will have to touch his penis' Fred thought, trying very hard to perform a Kamehame with his baby arms and hands.

And after three seconds, unable to do that, he lower his hand to his groin to briefly greet his second brain 'Hello my new best friend...

How are you?'

'Test number 72

Frederic Freed must create a Kamehameha and destroy the moon in the next 3 seconds" Fred thought as he tried once again to make a Kamehame

And after three seconds, unable to do that he thought 'Ok, if the contract is impossible to fulfill and there are no repercussions for not fulfilling it, nothing happens

'Test number 73

If Frederic Freed doesn't create a Kamehameha and destroy the moon in the next 3 seconds he will have to get a spaceship and fly around the island in less than 10 seconds' Thought Fred as he tried to perform another Kamehameha, just like he tried to do thousands of times in his childhood

'Ok, nothing has happened... I can't fulfil this sanction since it's physically impossible for me to do it and there aren't even any spaceships on the island...I think...

Although I tried to get up to do it...' Fred thought, who remained in his crib without any repercussions.

'Test number 74

Frederic Freed must create a Kamehameha and destroy the moon in the next 3 seconds

Otherwise, he'll have to shit in his diaper' Fred thought, opening his eyes with all his might not to blink once more.

'And... even though it's physically possible for me to shit it's not possible right now, since I did it recently

And since I haven't set a time limit, I will have to do it whether I want to or not when is possible for me, as I have verified in other tests' Fred thought, relieved that he had been farsighted when he tested impose himself strange conditions without time limit

Fred from his cradle tried again and again the Contractual Magic that he had obtained in his draw before reincarnating in this world.

A magic that allows you to make pacts with yourself, with another person or with more than one person, which can be created orally, in writing or even with your own thoughts.

For said magic to work the people involved have to be aware of that pact and accept it when the user cast the magic. Then the oral, written or mental contract will be recorded in the minds of the signatories in such a way that it's impossible to forget due to bad memory

In the event that the agreement has been signed in a physical document, the signatories will have the contract in their minds without even if they didn't read it and if the pact had been signed with blood, the magician could force its fulfilment even if it wasn't signed in front of him

The contracts will be attempted to be fulfilled whenever possible by the signatories under the established conditions. In the event that there are sanctions in said contract and hasn't been fulfilled these sanctions will be applied, whenever is possible too. There's no limit to the number of conditions and sanctions and you have to be very cautious and intelligent when drafting the contract, since variations such as time you have to fulfil these conditions are quite important, among many other very literal variables

Said agreement can only be cancelled if both signatories agree or if there are conditions that allow the cancellation, postponement or suppression of the agreement

And another good thing is that the magician doesn't require any kind of energy to cast the Contractual Magic so there's no problem with mana, since in this world mana doesn't exist

'Contractual Magic is very practical... though I don't think it should be called Contractual Magic...

A contract is an agreement between two … or more… parties in which a third party is responsible for ensuring that the terms of the contract are fulfilled, usually a judge or notary… and of course it can be terminated in the event that it has been proven to be fraudulent either by the parties or by the judge.

However, I can become judge and party at the same time as long as I make a pact with another person and with myself, although I can also be just a judge to mediate between two parties, but there are no established limits to any type of fraud, like coercion...

It would be more correct to call this magic Pact Magic' Fred thought after analyzing the only Cheat Skill he had brought to his new life, which was far from being a broken skill.

And as usual, he digressed again, since among other things he didn't have many other things to do 'I guess they called it Contractual Magic because it sounds better or something, after all who can be against something as civilized as a voluntary agreement

Which is common even in my previous world, after all they call [Social Contract] to a unilateral imposition by the State.

A [Contract] that you have never signed in your life but that you are supposedly in the same moment you born, a [Contract] that cannot be broken in any way, in which the State is judge and part and can skip and change the supposed conditions of that imposition whenever he wants without any consequence… but you not, of course...

There's really no difference between a [social contract] and the [robbery contract] you make with a thief who robs you in the alley at gunpoint...

Give me your money or I'll shoot you... and there's no guarantee I won't shoot you...

Does this look like a contract to anyone?

No, of course not, it's a coercion... so at most it's a pact

Well, at least my Pact Magic has a lot more guarantees than that [Social Contract]'

'Anyway... I'm beating around the bush... I'll call it Pact Magic from now on...

It will be very useful to me in the future to make sure that people keep their promises, but above all it will be very useful to me right now

Extremely useful...

MUA HAHAHAHAHA!' Fred thought, wrapping up his ability assessment and beginning to plan how to use it to his own advantage while making a face that was too evil for a five-month-old.

Since Fred found out that he would be reincarnated in the world of One Piece, he began to make plans for the future, and obviously one of those plans was to become strong to survive and succeed in this fantastic and dangerous world

There were many things he could do to achieve that goal... however, he realized even before he started that he had a major drawback or threat that could kill his plan even before it began to take shape...

And that problem was... the bad habits that Fred carried from his past life consisting of being lazy, trying as little as possible and avoiding suffering as much as possible, the great evil that plagues 99.99% of humanity.

Fred had set out to change that by any means necessary and work harder than ever to be a winner... However, he was aware that wasn't easy to change the bad habits of almost 30 years, especially for him

He knew himself too well for his misfortune!

That was why he was so glad to have this Magical Pact!

An excellent ability that would allow her to solve his biggest problem and concern even before it could become a problem!

'MUA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

I AM A GENIUS!

I will use this magic on myself to create unbreakable pacts that will force me to train and study to become extremely strong, smart and successful man in the future

THIS WAY IS SURE THAT I WILL REACH MY FUTURE GOALS!

I will subject myself to the hardest and most tortuous training that has been seen in the history of anime and only when I can no longer move a muscle will it be when I will study...

WHAT THE FUCK! I WILL ALSO TRAIN WHILE I STUDY!

I WILL TAKE MY LIFE TO A SUCH DEGREE OF EFFICIENCY TO ACHIEVE MY FUTURE GOALS THAT MY ONLY MOMENT OF REST WILL BE SLEEPING JUST AND NECESSARY SO THAT MY BODY AND MIND CAN AGAIN EXCEED THEIR LIMITS THE NEXT DAY!

I'LL CREATE A PERFECT AND SEAMLESS CONTRACT TO MAKE THAT HAPPEN!!!

Nobody knows me like myself and that's why I know that my future self will try to avoid it as soon as it gets tired... like always happened in my last life when I joined the gym... and obviously I can't allow that...

I need to plan everything well to consider all possible cases…

What to do when something beyond my control happen and I need to stop training, studying or work… What to do when some kind of training, study or work is no longer necessary or I discover a better one and I need to change the program to improve it…

I also need to organize the priorities… and a lot of things that I'll need to think about the next two years before I can start exercising

But above all! I need to create conditions to carry out this plan until the end, to prevent the self-sabotage and become proactive, determined and relentless to prevent anyone from stopping me and also constantly seek to improve my routine by all possible means.

MUA HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I won't make it easy for you! You'll see, there will be no escape from your hellish training!

Me from the future, I expect a lot from you!

You will thank me in the future...' Fred thought as he looked out the window with optimism and resolve. The resolution of someone who knew that he was making the right decision, a decision that he would never regret

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Back to the present...

'FUCK YOU PAST MEEEEEEEE!!!

YOU HAVE CONDEMNED US!

FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! DAMNED SELFISH! DISGUSTING TYRANT! UNCONSCIOUS BASTARD! RETARDED CHILD EXPLOITER!

YOU'RE GOING TO KILL US BOTH!' Fred thought, who cursed his past decisions and his own existence as he continued to run deviously due to the contract he made with himself and that he couldn't break

Fred had agreed with himself to follow a hellish routine, which began from the moment in which it was medically possible at a very young age, increasing the difficulty of said training whenever he realized that he could increase said difficulty

'Ok, Fred…

Try not to think about that, think about the good results this torture is giving to you and how much you will improve in the future...

Yeah, just think about it... don't think that every muscle in your body is trying to escape from your fucking body…

No pain No gain... No pain No gain...

FUCK! EVERYTHING IS PAIN!

No, no!

Think about how much your heroes have worked so hard to become strong!

FOCUS ONLY ON THAT!!' Fred thought as he tried to empty his mind of negative thoughts to make this torture less torturous, especially thinking about something other than how close he was to death.

And while that was happening, Stephen managed to do what Fred had wanted so badly for minutes, to finish his training session.

"Ufff...

I'm dead...

Can someone help me get this off? The suit has stuck to my body" Said Stephen, who was having a hard time moving after training, he was so tired that he even had a hard time taking off his beloved metallic suit

"I'll help you, Stephen" Said Tania, who quickly volunteered for some reason that Stephen couldn't understand, but the rest of the town understood...

"TANK YOU TANIA!

You are the best!" Said Stephen, unnaturally regaining his strength to hug Tania to thank her for always helping him

"KIAAAA!!!!

DON'T HUG ME SO SUDDENLY! AND LESS BEING SO SWEATY!!" Yelled Tania, and after blushing like a tomato she split Stephen with an almost involuntary slap… to immediately murmur to herself while taking off the metallic suit from Stephen "My heart is not ready yet…

We are too young now…"

"Have you finished yet?

Aren't you going to continue running with Fred a little longer?" Sadi Edu, teasing Stephen in a Machiavellian way

"No thanks, I don't want to die so young...

My whole body already hurts just doing 20 roundtrips from one end of the beach to the other

If I take one more step I will need medical help" Stephen replied, lying on the ground like a dead frog, trying to regain energy after too much physical activity and a slap

"AND...

How much does Fred have left to finish? Sara asked Stephen. She wanted Fred to finish as soon as possible so he could be with her...this...they...

"Let's see…

Yesterday's record was 169 round trips... and each way is 2 Kilometers, so his record is 676 Kilometers...

I don't think it's very likely that he will break his own record, since he has increased the weight he carries on his body and the difficulty of moving his limbs due to my spring mechanism...

It currently has 69 round trips, so... so at most it will do 100 more...

Which could be... I don't know... two hours or maybe a little less" Stephen said after mentally calculating how much longer Fred would continue torturing himself.

"Wow, it's amazing how strong he is" Edu said whit his eyes almost popping out when he saw how Fred could run so much and at that speed with all that added weight on his body

It didn't seem like something a normal human could do.

"What you have to admire is not his strength but his ability to overcome his limits and his sick perseverance, which have made it possible for him to acquire that strength...

When he started training he was a normal kid like you, but look at him now...

He has achieved all this with effort and perseverance, if you envy him so much maybe you should imitate him ... " Stephen said, teasing Edu with a more or less malevolent smile

"This...

I think I prefer to play hide-and-seek..." answered Edu, who fled the scene at full speed. Just thinking about doing 1% of the training Fred was doing right now was enough to chill his bones.

"I knew it…

STEEL! STEEL! STEEL!" Stephen laughed, who couldn't blame him for his fear either. After all, not even he was crazy enough to do what Fred began to do since they were three years old

For as long as he can remember, he had been following Fred, his best friend in the world everywhere and almost always doing what he did.

And of course in the training sessions, partly because he took it as a game, partly also because Fred had explained to him that it was good for him and for his body and above all because he was having fun with his friend... but when Fred reached certain inhuman limits of training like today's Stephen following common sense didn't attempt to imitate him.

He was still trained alongside him like he did today, but with some restraint, even so his training could be considered somewhat extreme by normal standards... it's just that Fred was on another very absurd level.

"See you in a while Stephen, if you see us don't talk to us, we'll be hiding

But let us know when Fred is done..." Said Tania, who went to look for Edu to continue with his morning of games, after all Fred still had more than an hour of training

"And keep an eye on Fred, I'm worried something will happen to him for trying so hard...

CHEER FRED! Y... Y... YOU ARE THE BEST!" Said Sara, who was saying goodbye to the older childrens of the island for the time being to go play with her little brother.

And Fred, who was passing by at the time, obviously heard part of the conversation.

'ABILITY TO OVERCOME MY LIMITS!? PERSEVERANCE!? MIS COJONES 33!!!

STOP CHEERING ME UP!

IF YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING USEFUL SHOOT ME IN BOTH LEGS SO I CAN BE IN BED FOR A FEW MONTHS!

OR BREAK MY SKULL WITH A COCONUT!

WHATEVER!

I BEG YOU!

PLEASE!!!

SOMEONE STOP MEEEEEEEEE!' Fred thought, who knew that this scenario was almost impossible since he had agreed with himself to avoid any kind of sabotage or injury that would prevent him from training and also had to do everything possible to be allowed to train as a sadist.

Once again Fred's mind was invaded by negative thoughts, so he tried to exorcise them one more time [No... no... concentrate...

You are in the world of One Piece!

Here the effort offers reward unlike other anime worlds where you only become truly strong if you have plot armor eyes and plant cells, you are a mixture of all existing species in your universe or are a fucking alien from a warrior race that change your hair colour...

ZORO AND COBI ARE THE EXAMPLES TO FOLLOW!

For this reason, he continued running while lifting weights with his hands and mouth, in addition to many other variations to make said training more complete and less monotonous

'Be like Zoro, but with a normal sense of direction'

Sometimes he dropped the weights on his arms to pick up two heavier iron bars with weights to practice fencing with while running.

'Be like Asta, but without being a screaming dwarf'

On other occasions, instead of running, he made jumps with all the weight he carried embedded in his body.

'Be like Boji, but without being deaf and dumb'

At other times, he would drop the weight of his hands to run making handstand but still shaking his legs as if he were running on air.

'Be like Guy–sensei, but without ultra bushy eyebrows and weird clothes'

On other occasions he ran on his back to train other muscles of his body

'Be like Netero, but without the weird ears'

On other occasions he ran zigzagging to improve his agility at the same time as his speed

'Be like KeniChi, but without dying training...

Oh god... I'm dying...]

He trained and trained like a madman... until his body was physically unable to continue and he collapsed against the sand of the beach like a corpse...

"Fred, are you still alive?" Asked Stephen, who arrived first to help Fred, despite being carrying a multitude of post-workout utensils.

"..." However, Fred, with his head almost buried in the sand, didn't reply.

"It doesn't seems...

Has he really died this time?" Said Edu, who pricked Fred with a stick while Stephen removed all the weights and restrictions that he had attached to his motionless body

"HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT!?" Tania yelled, disapproving of Edu's behaviour while she took away the stick

"Fred can't die, not yet!

If he dies I..." Said Sara very worried, so worried that was even about to cry

It was the first time in a long time that Fred had finished a training session so badly, so everyone was seriously worried that something serious had really happened to him, so worried that some of them were even thinking of asking the elders for help.

But luckily for everyone Stephen was there, and he knew exactly what to do in this kind of situations…

"Mmm... there's only one way to find out..." Sephen said, who lifted Fred's body and hugged him tightly while rubbing his cheek against his head

"St… top… hug… ging… me…

Per… so… nal… sp… ace…" Fred muttered, who didn't even have the strength to speak properly, much less push him away this time...

"See, he's fine...

STEEL! STEEL! STEEL!" Stephen said, who kept taking advantage of that opportunity now that he could to hug him without violent repercussions

"Really?

It seems as if he's going to die at any moment..." Said Edu and Tania seeing Fred's anguished face and trembling body

"Have one of your shakes

Drink" Said Sara, who took one of the shakes that Fred had brought and put it in his mouth with the help of some plastic straws so that in his unfortunate state it would be possible for her to drink.

And a few sips later... miraculously Fred regained some of his vitality, at least enough to talk and not look like a vegetable

"Good...

I've survived another day...

The torture continues..." Said Fred, who was repositioned on the floor by Stephen so that he could rest in good conditions.

"But what the hell do you make these shakes with to make them smell and look so bad?" Edu and Tania said when they saw the miraculous effect of the drink that Fred was making, it's as if he had come back to life after drinking that concoction that smelled like shit...

In order to increase his training rhythm and difficulty Fred needed to find some way to be able to restore his stamina and repair damaged muscles and bones after overcome his limit

But thanks to his internal contract and to the fact that he's the son of the doctor of the island who taught him his job sin he was a child, over the years he managed to develop a highly nutritious, isotonic and caloric medicine with materials from the island that allow him to recover quickly after his tortuous workouts.

Some medicines that he develop and improve continuously in order to have even more Spartan training... not because he liked to do it, but because he had self-imposed this condition for a long time and couldn't break that pact with himself.

"Fred, you look very tired, do you want us to cancel the rest of the training?" Asked Stephen, who always asked him the same question for obvious reasons after seeing him resurrect

"Nope...

I have already recovered minimally for the next training...

Now it's time for... Haki training!" Fred replied, who still couldn't move, but he knew that after a few minutes and more of his medicine he could move again to fall again… But in the meantime… "...

....

Please, can you drag me to the Haki training area?"

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