After hearing the system's notification, Alvin's face showed no trace of excitement, as if everything had unfolded exactly as expected.
He walked over to Daru's body, stored Daru's sniper rifle and his own into his spatial storage, then stepped out of the forest while opening his system panel.
Daru's corpse would naturally be dealt with by others.
Host: Garfield Alvin
Age: 15
Height: 236 cm
Martial Arts: None
Swordsmanship Proficiency (Swordsman): 60/100 (Can add points; a qualitative change will occur upon reaching max level)
Observation Haki Proficiency (Basic): 30/100 (Can add points; a qualitative change will occur upon reaching max level)
Devil Fruit: None
Sniping Proficiency: 40/100 (Can add points)
Physical Strength: 38 million Berries level (Can add points)
Bounty Points: 30.4 million
System Storage: Various Berries, assorted tableware and tools, various clothes, blankets and quilts, one tent, two sniper rifles, one jet ski.
At last, he could enhance his sniping ability.
"System, consume 10 million Bounty Points to enhance sniping."
"Ding~"
"Enhancing... Enhancement successful."
A few seconds later, Alvin watched his Sniping Proficiency increase from 40/100 to 50/100. Just as he expected, sniping required 1 million Bounty Points per point.
His current physical strength was sufficient for the time being, so he decided to prioritize improving his swordsmanship.
At present, most people saw Alvin purely as a sniper.
But who could deny how impressive a swordsman looked in battle?
Imagine an enemy closing the distance during combat, only for Alvin to suddenly draw a blade and unleash high level swordsman techniques.
The thought alone was deeply satisfying.
"System, consume 20 million Bounty Points to enhance swordsmanship."
"Enhancing... Enhancement successful."
At this moment,
Alvin's swordsmanship underwent a qualitative breakthrough.
On the system panel, the entry updated to:
Swordsmanship Proficiency (Advanced Swordsman): 00/100 (Can add points; a qualitative change will occur upon reaching max level)
In an instant, Alvin felt a fundamental transformation in his mastery of the blade. His understanding of cutting, edge alignment, and power control had advanced to an entirely new realm.
He was confident that he could now easily defeat a number of so called Sword Masters and Blade Experts wandering around the East Blue.
The only regret was that he currently had no usable sword. His double edged sword had long since snapped into two pieces, its blade covered in chips and cracks.
Otherwise, he would immediately test his current level, perhaps even attempt to reach the threshold of cutting steel.
Letting the rain fall freely upon him, Alvin walked out from the forested area of Garbage Mountain.
The moment he appeared, those waiting outside understood that the duel had been decided.
The winner was Alvin.
From this point onward, no one in the West Blue would question his position as the top sniper.
"H how is that possible..."
"Daru actually lost... How could he lose to some rookie?"
"He really lost..."
"My... my Berries... I bet everything on Daru winning..."
"How could this happen..."
…
"Mwahahaha... Alvin really won!"
"This is amazing!"
"I am rich! My instincts were right. Even though Alvin is young, his strength and potential surpass Daru's!"
"Hahaha!"
"I am rich, I am rich!"
"Alvin, congratulations on becoming the true number one sniper of the West Blue!"
"Congratulations!"
"Alvin!"
…
At the edge of the forest, two completely different reactions erupted simultaneously.
Despair and elation spread through the crowd like wildfire.
Yet Alvin remained indifferent.
His expression did not change, nor did his heart waver.
All he desired now was greater strength.
And this place was far from safe.
His current power was comparable to a pirate with a 30 million Berries bounty, but in a chaotic region like this, who knew if some retired powerhouse was living quietly in the shadows?
At that moment, several of Daru's die hard supporters rushed into the forest.
Those who had bet on Daru dispersed gloomily, while those who had wagered on Alvin respectfully stepped aside, clearing a path for him.
Despite Alvin's cold and distant demeanor, no one felt offended.
On the contrary, they believed this was exactly how a true strong individual should act.
After Alvin departed, Admiral Aokiji stepped out from a dark alley.
A sudden chill swept across the forest's edge. The crowd shivered instinctively, clutching their rain soaked clothes tighter before quickly leaving.
Aokiji's gaze lingered in the direction Alvin had gone, as though considering something.
He took out a Den Den Mushi, made a brief call, then turned and left.
Upon returning to the hotel, Alvin was met with congratulations from the staff, but he politely declined and went back to his room alone.
The atmosphere in the lobby immediately turned subdued.
…
Back in his room, Alvin walked straight into the bathroom, removed his drenched clothes, and stepped naked into the bathtub.
He lay back and turned on the hot water, slowly allowing the tub to fill.
Through the one way glass of the bathroom window, he gazed at the gloomy sky outside and quietly contemplated his next move.
When Robin had been by his side, he rarely needed to think about such matters.
She had spent years drifting through the West Blue and possessed extensive knowledge of the underworld.
Once Alvin selected a target, Robin could gather intelligence and even pinpoint the exact location.
Her long involvement with various criminal organizations had given her that capability. In their partnership, as long as they did not encounter an Admiral level opponent or someone capable of flight, Alvin could protect her.
After all, his jet ski's speed was beyond what a Marine warship could match.
But now Robin was gone.
She had even resorted to poisoning him before leaving. That meant she must have been threatened and feared that he would be implicated.
Still, this was not the time to dwell on it.
The immediate problem was direction.
He did not even know how to navigate properly.
He could not remain on the Dareleka Islands forever.
At present, he possessed three abilities: swordsmanship, sniping, and Observation Haki.
But it was far from enough.
Without Armament Haki, if he encountered a Logia type Devil Fruit user or someone with an unusual ability, he would have no choice but to retreat.
Therefore, obtaining Armament Haki was essential.
Somewhere in the West Blue, there had to be someone proficient in Armament Haki whom he could defeat. As long as he won, the system should grant him an Armament Haki drop.
However,
Another drop he desired even more was Conqueror's Haki.
But based on what he remembered from the storyline, there seemed to be only one individual in the West Blue currently confirmed to possess Conqueror's Haki.
The pillar of the Happo Navy,
Chinjao.
This drill headed veteran was far from weak. In his prime, he forced Garp to temper his iron fists by smashing mountains.
Only then did Garp manage to defeat him.
As for Alvin,
He was still just a rookie who had yet to master Armament Haki. Defeating Chinjao was nothing more than fantasy.
"ε=(´ο｀*))) Ah..."
"Headache..."
"I should focus on obtaining an Armament Haki drop first... then aim for Conqueror's Haki..."
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