One Piece : Strongest Vice-Captain Mr. 3!

Mr. 3 was suddenly kicked and flew over ten meters, crashing through several potted plants along the way, finally slamming hard against the wall of the hall.

Bang!

In an instant, dust and debris filled the air.

"Cough, cough."

Amidst the swirling dust, Mr. 3, freed from his petrified state and restored to flesh and blood, coughed a few times. He pushed aside the stones pressing on him and slowly stood up, seemingly unharmed.

Out of concern for the safety of the Kuja Pirates and the people of Amazon Lily, Hancock ultimately held back.

"Clearly, Mr. 3, you have failed."

"There's no need for the Kuja Pirates to ally with delusional people like you. This alliance is over; please leave."

"That's settled then. Everyone, prepare for battle; it's time for those navy men outside to die!"

Hancock ignored Mr. 3, elegantly flicking her cape behind her as she stepped toward the exit of the hall.

Seeing this, Mr. 3 couldn't help but instinctively call out, "Hancock, I still—"

But as he spoke, Hancock, who had already reached the hall's exit, furrowed her brow. The granite floor beneath her high heels shattered from her overwhelming strength.

She turned her head back, her beautiful eyes glowing with rage.

Buzz!!!

With a powerful gust erupting around Hancock, her white cape fluttered as if caught in a storm.

The overwhelming force of her Conqueror's Haki exploded forth!

The shockwave created blew away the wax fragments on the ground, shattered the surrounding windows, and violently compressed the air in the entire hall! 

If the Conqueror's Haki Hancock had shown when they first met was like a fierce tiger, exuding an intimidating presence without needing to roar, then this terrifying aura was like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, ready to pounce at any moment!

The two were simply incomparable!

Puff…

As the Conqueror's Haki enveloped him, Mr. 3 could only withstand it for a second before collapsing to one knee, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

'The true power unleashed by the Conqueror's Haki is terrifying…'

He looked down at his hands, which trembled uncontrollably, shock coursing through him.

He had underestimated the Conqueror's Haki, the top-tier ability in this pirate world!

"Did you really think I wouldn't kill you?"

Hancock, fully unleashed, had no intention of giving Mr. 3 a moment to adapt and stepped forward.

Buzz!

An invisible pressure descended upon Mr. 3, increasing in intensity and forcing him back down to the ground, where he struggled to hold himself upright.

But it wasn't over. Hancock continued to advance, her Conqueror's Haki growing ever more powerful.

By the time her last step landed, Mr. 3 was forced onto one knee, utterly immobilized, unable even to raise his head to meet Hancock's gaze. In his blurred vision, he could only make out her long legs, tantalizingly close.

"Accept your fate, Mr. 3. Kneel now, and I might spare your life."

Hancock's voice was cold as she looked down from her lofty position at Mr. 3.

As the word "death" slipped from her cherry-red lips, the pressure of her Haki erupted, far exceeding what Mr. 3 could withstand.

In that moment, he could feel his very soul trembling!

Two years ago, Hancock had already mastered the use of her Conqueror's Haki, and through two years of growth and training, her Conqueror's Haki had ascended to a whole new level.

This was the foundation of her confidence, even as she faced the Navy's encirclement.

Now, however, the sudden arrival of Mr. 3 had inadvertently allowed the Navy to experience this monstrous, terrifying Conqueror's Haki firsthand!

Under Hancock's overwhelming Conqueror's Haki, Mr. 3 felt a constant thundering in his mind, and his already blurry vision began to fade into nothingness.

The strength in his limbs drained away, his blood flowed chaotically, and his knees trembled, slowly lowering toward the ground.

'Is this my limit…?'

As consciousness teetered on the brink of collapse, for reasons unknown, Mr. 3 suddenly recalled his life before his arrival here.

His colorless high school years spent solving problems, the shy and frugal days of college, and afterward, he had become a miserable cog in the 9 to 5 work culture.

It was disgusting, having to force a smile and flatter those insufferable bosses.

He despised that life, so he had decisively tossed his resignation letter in his supervisor's face and returned home to write fanfiction.

And then...

He couldn't even afford instant noodles anymore...

In that difficult environment, he inexplicably found himself transported to this world of One Piece.

Thinking that with a system by his side and external advantages, he could sail smoothly to the pinnacle of life, he never expected to start off being hunted down by a Navy vice admiral alongside Buggy and his crew.

After finally persuading Buggy and the others to cover for him as he set sail, desperately breaking through the Navy's blockade, he encountered the pirate empress Hancock—only to fall flat at the most critical moment.

Perhaps sensing Mr. 3's current pain and sorrow, memories that were inherently negative began to surface at the most inappropriate time.

Visions of his failures at Baroque Works, the fear and chaos he felt during the Impel Down and Marineford battles, and countless other humiliating experiences flooded Mr. 3's mind, battering his psychological defenses.

"How pathetic..."

Just when Mr. 3 felt utterly desperate, contemplating giving in and escaping like he had before, a moment of clarity struck him. His previously blank vision slowly returned to a hazy state.

He struggled to lift his head, and through the mist, he saw Hancock's stunningly beautiful face.

At that moment, the face known as the most beautiful in the pirate world was etched with disdain for the weak.

In the instant their cold eyes met, Mr. 3's deep-seated resentment and anger erupted completely!

No!

Mr. 3 clenched his fists, gritting his teeth.

Why should I bow to this damned life and reality just because I've crossed into the pirate world?!

Accept my fate?

Why should I accept my fate?

If there truly exists someone who governs this world, then why can't that person be me?!

Exactly!

I have a system and a unique perspective on the pirate world that no one else possesses. Why should I fear and submit to mere Conqueror's Haki?

This is clearly my territory; I am the true main character!

With this thought, Mr. 3, who was about to kneel, suddenly opened his eyes wide and regained his composure.

He clenched his fist and slammed it hard against the floor before his knees could touch down, stabilizing his unsteady body.

Having crossed over to this world, he possessed the innate qualities of a proud and mighty hero. Along with the lessons learned from the hardships of Mr. 3's life and the overwhelming Haki unleashed by Hancock, he felt an unexpected surge of terrifying power within him.

Under the influence of these three forces, a fearsome strength awakened inside Mr. 3, surprising everyone yet making perfect sense!

Boom!!!

A fierce unwillingness transformed into a will to conquer everything in the world, erupting from Mr. 3's thin, weary body, coalescing into an unstoppable aura of invincibility. It forcefully tore a hole through Hancock's Conqueror's Haki!

Zzzz!

Between the half-kneeling Mr. 3 and the proudly standing Hancock, several strands of dark red lightning, radiating a destructive aura, burst forth in an instant!

However, this was only a fleeting clash, yet the resulting shockwave was immensely powerful.

At the center of the collision, the rocky ground within a ten-meter radius shattered and crumbled like foam, disintegrating piece by piece!

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Among the onlooking members of the Kuja Pirates, the weaker newcomers hadn't even realized what was happening before they rolled their eyes and lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground, foaming at the mouth.

The remaining elite female warriors turned pale, their eyes filled with terror as they gazed at Mr. 3.

Sweat poured down their foreheads, and even breathing became incredibly difficult in that moment.

It can't be wrong...

The powerful aura erupting from Mr. 3 was shockingly identical to that of Lady Hancock; it was something that occurred only one of hundreds of thousands of people...

The Conqueror's Haki!!!

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