Chapter 1: Can’t You Behave a Little?
Chapter 1: Can't You Behave a Little?
New World, Isla Ratti.
After the storm, everything returned to its primitive state, with the sun shining and the breeze blowing.
"Ah–Ah–Ah!"
The sky echoed with the loud cries of seagulls.
On an island where a gentle breeze blew, a young man with an attractive appearance and an athletic body repeatedly swung his sword towards the sea, like an untiring machine.
This exercise, day after day, year after year, had become his habit.
With each sword swing, he created a gust of wind, producing a buzzing sound.
Despite his height of two meters and his muscular body, he was only seventeen years old.
When the young man reached a hundred thousand swings, he finally stopped.
"I still have a long way to go, I need to work harder."
The young man, still somewhat immature, sighed with fatigue and discontent.
Why was he like this? Naturally, because this was the dangerous world of One Piece.
The sea was full of turmoil, with powerful warriors constantly emerging and spectacular confrontations in an era of chaos.
Especially now, only a few years had passed since the disbandment of the Rocks Pirate Crew.
The great pirate Shiki the Golden Lion, the great pirate Edward Newgate (Whitebeard), the great pirate Charlotte Linlin (Big Mom), the great pirate Kaido, the Pirate King Gol D. Roger...
All of them were monsters among monsters.
And there were other great pirates, although not as many as in the era of the Great Piracy, but equally dangerous and chaotic.
One could say that the New World was true chaos in these times.
Truly despairing!
It was the year 1491 of the Sea Calendar. He, Hiberfield Charlotte, had only one wish: to be a nobody, to live in peace and without disturbances.
In a world full of bloody conflicts and monsters at every turn, living in peace was an incomparable luxury.
What made Charlotte cry was that...
He was in the second half of the Grand Line, also known as the New World.
He was at the intersection of the front and back of the New World, a bit towards the outer central region.
It was not a friendly place; the New World was full of monsters and warring pirates.
Most pirates produced nothing, were extremely cruel. How many of them were friendly?
Uh... very few, probably.
This was truly unsettling and terrifying.
Luckily, the place was somewhat remote and no major events had occurred, so it was relatively safe for the moment.
But he couldn't be happy.
Because in seven years, it would be the time when Roger was executed and the Great Pirate Era would begin. At that time, countless pirates would flood the New World.
Even though this place was remote, many pirates would discover it and the Four Emperors would start to emerge, dividing and ruling the New World.
The endless fire of war was in sight, and the chaotic era of the New World seemed to have no end.
He needed to have enough strength.
This gave Charlotte a strong sense of crisis.
Since he arrived in this world seventeen years ago, he didn't dare to rest for a single moment, training frenetically. He didn't want to become famous until he had enough strength.
Fortunately, because he arrived here as a child, he soon awakened his Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki). After more than ten years of training, he mastered it perfectly.
And his Kenbunshoku Haki seemed to have undergone a mutation, allowing him not only to perceive people's current thoughts but also to read some deep secrets.
He called it telepathy.
And as a fan of One Piece, he could foresee the general direction of the coming decades, which gave him some peace of mind.
But, of course, it was not enough for him.
That's why he focused more and more on training his body and sword skills.
There were too many strange abilities and deformed monsters in the sea.
He needed to keep a low profile.
He wasn't interested in being a marine, it was a dangerous job even if it was paid.
He wasn't interested in being a pirate either, it was a career with no future, no salary, no insurance, and no protection.
Being a pirate hunter... in the New World, it was like seeking death.
Thinking about it, the safest and freest way was to live as he did now on the island.
The island he was on was modest, mostly mountainous, with a population of just under three thousand people, the size of a small town.
That's why he dominated the only small gang in town, naming it the Hiberfield Family, and stayed behind the scenes.
Small target, without becoming famous!
With someone to serve him, good food, good wine, and a place to live, he was satisfied.
That's how life should be!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, explosions were heard, and the ground shook.
"What's happening?"
Charlotte grabbed the sword next to him and left the training room heading towards the sound of the explosions.
"Kill them all!"
In an instant, battle cries were heard.
"Damn it! They are pirates!"
Charlotte's face changed, quickly running towards the old port.
The pirates on the ship were shouting wildly, excited by the indiscriminate slaughter.
The pirate captain, nearly two meters and eighty centimeters tall, as burly as a bear, wearing a captain's hat with a black skull, wielded a large naginata, shouting towards the town.
"Wahaha! Guys, kill them all!"
Numerous pirates with weapons in hand, with looks of bloodlust and greed, headed towards the port.
The pirate ship had barely reached the port when the impatient pirates, shouting and roaring, hastily disembarked, running towards the port.
Each one showed an expression of greed, excitement, and bloodlust, as if the town were a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
The members of the Hiberfield family at the port took up their weapons and ran towards the pirates.
"Kill the pirates!"
Ivan shouted furiously, leading the charge, followed by his comrades.
The pirate captain looked disdainful. A small local group facing his veteran pirates?
Useless!
"Kill them all!"
The pirates, like madmen, charged at the Hiberfield family members.
The battle became chaotic, with shouts, roars, and sounds of fighting everywhere.
"Boss."
Aaron Ivan, with a long sword, decapitated a rampaging pirate and shouted, "Boss, they are the Furious Pirates."
Ivan didn't need to shout; he already knew.
Amid the pirates, the captain, a man two meters and eighty centimeters tall, with a three-meter naginata, watched his men's performance with interest, standing out like a wall.
The captain of the Furious Pirates, Spike, with a bounty of sixty-eight million Berries.
This was the pirate group with the highest bounty that had arrived on Isla Ratti in years.
Charlotte was exasperated. He looked and cursed, "Damn pirates! Can't you behave a little?"
(End of chapter)