Mihawk sensed the sword intent on Ain and nodded.
"He's right. What you need now is to settle yourself."
"Ain…"
At Marine HQ, Zephyr was also watching the broadcast. Hearing what Mihawk had just said, he couldn't help wondering.
Had Ain really reached that stage?
Bogard had also mentioned after returning to headquarters that Ain's swordsmanship had become troublesome even for him.
Most people didn't understand.
But some did.
That woman was about to step into the ranks of Great Swordsmen.
How old was she?
So young, yet already preparing to cross that threshold?
Some swordsmen watching the broadcast lowered their heads.
They hadn't even reached the level of Swordsman yet—the stage where one could unleash flying slashes.
After speaking, Mihawk turned and continued forward.
Morgans's assistant hurriedly adjusted the camera.
Before long, Mihawk stopped and looked at the three women standing ahead of him, each with a different kind of beauty.
The male viewers in front of the broadcast screens immediately started drooling.
There was no helping it.
Those three women were far too beautiful.
One looked pure, even a little delicate, enough to stir a protective urge in those rough men.
One had an icy, aloof air. Needless to say, what cold beauty could possibly be unattractive?
As for the last one, most people recognized her immediately.
Soul Diva Uta!
Many of Uta's fans couldn't understand why their idol was standing there, and all of them became nervous for her.
Then, in perfect unison, their eyes toward Mihawk changed, as if saying: Try touching her and see what happens.
Uta smiled sweetly and snapped her fingers. The power of the Song-Song Fruit surfaced around her, and slowly, a suit of female knight armor covered her body.
Watching from elsewhere, Shanks's gaze turned serious.
That was the power of rules.
The power of the Song-Song Fruit.
Even he had once found it troublesome.
A sword appeared in Uta's hand. She looked at Mihawk ahead and said, "White Ghost said that even if the three of us attack together, it probably won't cause you much trouble."
The moment Uta finished speaking, Bai Hezi drew Ame-no-Habakiri and Enma from her waist. Black flames began burning across her body.
Boom!
A moment later, as black wings unfurled, Bai Hezi's demon form appeared before Mihawk.
Mihawk looked at the two blades.
Two famous swords…
Then he looked again at Bai Hezi herself.
Her formerly green hair had turned black. Two demonic horns grew from her head, and her eyes had become red.
Black scales covered her entire body like armor, while black flames burned all over her. At a glance, she looked extremely troublesome. Behind her, a demonic tail swayed unconsciously.
Some major figures narrowed their eyes.
A Zoan Mythical Beast form—demon type.
Mihawk shifted his gaze to Kuina.
"And what about you? I heard there's more than one Mythical Zoan aboard his ship."
A faint curve appeared on Kuina's usually cold face as she drew the Holy Sword Judgment.
Mihawk's mouth twitched.
Another famous sword.
That man was really good at finding them.
Kuina looked at Mihawk with fighting spirit in her eyes.
"Back in my hometown, there's an idiot who has always taken you as his goal. Today, I want to see in advance how far he is from you."
As soon as Kuina finished speaking, white-gold flames erupted from her body.
Boom!
Golden armor covered her, and her white-gold eyes fixed tightly on Mihawk.
Big Mom watched the two Mythical Zoans, saliva dripping continuously from her mouth.
"Mama-mama! I must have those three girls!"
Charlotte Linlin turned to Perospero.
"Tell that brat I will allow him to marry a woman from the Charlotte family. The condition is that he must marry those three girls into our family."
Perospero originally wanted to say that White Ghost was extremely strong, a figure on her level, and that saying such a thing would probably anger him.
Besides, the information he had received said those three women were all White Ghost's women.
If they really said something like this, that man might come charging to Whole Cake Island with his giant sword in hand.
But looking at Big Mom's dangerous eyes, Perospero could only lower his head.
"I understand, Mama. I'll tell him."
At the same time, he silently added in his heart:
That guy will definitely ask whether you ate too much cake and broke your brain.
"Mm."
Charlotte Linlin withdrew her dangerous gaze in satisfaction and continued eating cake while watching the broadcast.
She also wanted to see how far those two Mythical Zoans had grown.
Holy Land, Mary Geoise.
Inside the Room of Authority, the sound of a cup shattering rang out.
Outside the door, the CP agents in suits didn't even dare breathe loudly.
"Damn it! Damn that Mjosgard! Those were two precious Mythical Zoans, and he just gave them away! What is he trying to do?!"
The other four Elders also looked grim, though they did not curse aloud like Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro.
Saint Topman Warcury looked at Nusjuro, who seemed ready to draw his sword and cut Mjosgard down, and said, "Enough. They've already been given away. What else can we do now?
"Besides, that lowly White Ghost did provide us with quite a bit of information about those people. Let this matter pass."
Nusjuro glanced at him.
"Let it pass? Do you not know that Mjosgard has been frantically collecting Devil Fruits from other Celestial Dragons recently?"
Saint Jaygarcia Saturn shook his head.
"Wasn't that already investigated? They're all useless Devil Fruits. Things meant to feed slaves."
Nusjuro sheathed his sword and spoke coldly.
"Have you forgotten that lowly White Ghost's ability to understand Devil Fruits?
"Look at the power of that Song-Song Fruit.
"The previous user only expanded the power of rules.
"Now that woman has compressed that rule power to this degree. She is using it to feed back into herself."
The other four looked at Uta and fell silent.
Saint Marcus Mars looked at Uta in the broadcast, a red gleam flickering in his eyes.
"Then find an excuse to sanction Mjosgard."
Saint Shepherd Ju Peter shook his head.
"An excuse can be found easily enough.
"But it's better not to act. Have you forgotten what happened before?"
Warcury nodded.
"Warn Mjosgard. He has collected enough Devil Fruits. It is time for him to stop."
The others looked at him, confusion in their eyes.
A red light flashed in Warcury's eyes.
"Hasn't White Ghost already clashed with those people? Give them to him. Let him fight them.
"Lure all the fish out and eliminate them in one move. Then we can enjoy some peace for a while."
The others considered it for a moment, then all nodded in agreement.
Nusjuro seemed to think of something and asked, "Has Stussy still not managed to plant an agent beside him? How long has it been?"
Warcury sighed.
"The agents sent in were all recognized. Whether mature women or young girls, all of them were seen through.
"That brat even mocked them, saying they smelled too much like CP agents and lacked professionalism."
Nusjuro's face darkened.
"Didn't the reports say that boy likes women? Were the ones sent too ugly?"
Warcury glanced at him.
"Do you think with Stussy's professional ability, the people she sent would be poor choices?"
Nusjuro thought for a while, then looked back at the broadcast.
"Send CP0, then. If they manage to get close, we'll be able to control that brat better."
The others nodded.
For now, that was the best option.
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