indianbanksassociation Chapter 293: Shanks' Secret!
Chapter 293: Shanks' Secret!
The next morning.
The sunlight was like a golden sword.
It violently pierced through the clouds on the sea surface.
The seagulls' cries are very sharp.
It echoes between the vast expanse of sea and sky.
The Redfords rocked with the waves.
It made the creaking sound characteristic of old wooden boats.
It's reassuring.
The deck was a mess.
The traces of last night's revelry haven't been wiped away yet.
The empty wine barrels rolled around.
The air was filled with the salty smell of rum, barbecue, and sea breeze.
That's the taste of freedom.
It also has the taste of decadence.
The drunken pirates lay sprawled out in disarray.
The sounds of snoring rose and fell.
Yasopp was holding a half-eaten bone.
He was sleeping like a dead pig.
Only one person was awake.
Chen Ye.
He stood at the door of the captain's cabin.
His clothes were perfectly wrinkle-free.
The boisterous banquet last night.
Nothing to do with him.
He raised his hand.
Knuckles knocked on the heavy oak door.
"Knock knock."
no respond.
The door lock clicked.
It popped open automatically.
Chen Ye pushed open the door and went in.
The captain's cabin was small.
It could even be described as rudimentary.
A large nautical chart table.
A few chairs.
Several spare swords were hanging on the wall.
There were some nautical instruments piled up in the corner.
There is no gold or silver treasure.
Shanks was sitting at the table.
He changed into a clean white shirt.
That thug who was drooling over a barrel of wine last night.
It all disappeared when I sobered up.
Those who are sitting there right now.
She turned "red hair" again.
They are the Four Emperors who reign over the new world.
He is the most prestigious man on this vast sea.
His eyes were clear.
Bottomless.
He showed no signs of drunkenness whatsoever.
Two cups of hot tea were placed on the table.
The amber-colored tea soup rippled.
White mist rose up.
"morning."
Shanks looked up.
"sit."
Chen Ye entered the room.
He closed the door behind him.
He sensed something was wrong.
The atmosphere has changed.
The sound disappeared.
The cries of seagulls.
The sound of waves crashing against the hull.
Thunderous snoring echoed across the deck.
Everything was cut off.
Shanks used his domineering aura to create an invisible barrier.
This small captain's cabin was separated into two worlds.
Every single word spoken here.
It won't reach the ears of a third person.
Even Ben Beckman wouldn't do.
Chen Ye's lips curled up.
He pulled out a chair and sat down.
There was no politeness whatsoever.
"Looks like you're sober now."
Chen Ye picked up the teacup and blew on it.
I took a sip.
It tastes bitter at first.
It has a lingering, pleasant aftertaste.
It's good tea.
It may be a special edition for Mary Geoise.
Shanks looked at Chen Ye's composed demeanor.
He rubbed his temples.
"My head still hurts a bit. Drinking too much of that cheap liquor is like committing slow suicide."
He sighed.
Lean back in the chair.
"However, some things must be asked when you are sober."
"It must be asked when it's just the two of us."
Shanks' tone changed.
He personally broke through the previous pleasantries and formalities.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.
Even the warm aroma of tea seemed somber.
Those sharp eyes.
They locked onto Chen Ye.
This man.
Too dangerous.
It was dangerous enough for him, one of the Four Emperors, to be in danger.
They all felt a long-lost sense of dread.
"Tatsuba."
Shanks spoke.
The fingers tap rhythmically on the table.
"I've investigated you."
Your background is very clean.
"But that doesn't explain your current power."
"It also doesn't explain why you suddenly appeared in Eregia or why you sent Barrett to Impel Down."
Shanks leaned forward.
The aura of a domineering ruler emanated from his body.
"What exactly do you want?"
"Or rather, whose side are you on?"
If it's an enemy.
Even though he had just saved Uta.
Shanks can also draw his sword.
Behind him were his entire crew.
It is the balance of this ocean.
Chen Ye put down his teacup.
The porcelain cup collided with the table.
"bite."
The sound wasn't loud.
But it shattered Shanks's oppressive aura like a heavy hammer blow.
Chen Ye raised his eyelids.
Those heterochromatic eyes gazed calmly at Shanks.
His left eye was like the blazing sun.
His right eye was like a black hole.
There was no fear.
There was no dodging.
Only a condescending indifference.
"Shanks".
Chen Ye's voice was very soft.
Yet it clearly penetrated Shanks' eardrums.
"You asked me a lot of questions."
"But before I answer you, could you answer one question for me first?"
Shanks frowned slightly.
"What do you want to ask?"
Chen Ye leaned forward.
The distance between the two people narrowed.
They were so close that they could see each other's reflections in their pupils.
His gaze was meant to see through Shanks' soul.
"I want to know."
Chen Ye paused.
The air in the room was extremely tense.
Like a fully drawn bowstring.
"The person sitting in front of me is none other than 'Red-Haired' Shanks."
Chen Ye's voice was eerily calm.
"Or... Figaland Shamlock."
boom.
These words were spoken.
Time stood still.
The dust particles in the air have all stopped moving.
Shanks' hand holding the teacup trembled violently.
The magnitude is significant.
Completely out of control.
The scalding hot tea was spilled.
It splashed onto the table and emitted white smoke.
A few drops splashed onto the back of his hand.
He was completely unaware.
His composed face.
For the first time, he showed undisguised shock.
Horrified.
panic.
Overwhelmed.
His pupils contracted sharply.
It shrank to the size of a needle in an instant.
Figaland.
Not many people know this surname.
But the top circle is no secret.
The Five Elders know.
The admiral might know.
Some old monsters might have guessed it too.
He was an abandoned child from God Valley.
They are of the bloodline of the Celestial Dragon family, Figarand.
An indelible mark.
but.
The name "Shamrock".
There is absolutely no way anyone could know.
That is the top secret of the Knights of God.
That's a taboo within the Celestial Dragons.
In this world.
I knew he had a "twin brother".
He should be the only one.
And the five immortal old men in Pangu City.
Even Ben Beckman didn't know.
Even his close friends and colleagues didn't know.
How did this man in front of me know that?
He had been to Mary Geoise.
He met that person.
Countless thoughts flashed through Shanks' mind.
My usually calm mind was instantly overloaded.
Chenye called out "Shamrock".
This means he has learned the highest secrets of the Knights of God.
They even learned the whole truth about God Valley back then.
A terrifying aura instantly spiraled out of control.
Conqueror's Haki.
The ultimate Conqueror's Hide color.
"Click."
The teacups on the table were covered in cracks.
It exploded into countless fragments.
Tea was overflowing.
The wooden planks of the entire captain's cabin were groaning.
It seemed as if it could disintegrate at any moment.
That barrier that prevents detection.
At this moment, it was stained with a violent red.
Shanks looked up.
The shock on his face had vanished.
Instead, there is an unprecedented danger.
The reaction of a wild animal when its sensitive spots are touched.
His left hand.
He pressed down on the famous sword "Griffin" at his waist.
A push with the thumb.
The blade is drawn an inch from its sheath.
The cold light was biting.
"Who exactly are you?"