“Drink…”
“9454, 9455, 9456…”
The sun dipped below the horizon.
On the outskirts of the Elbaph giant village.
A figure, far larger than any human, with wings on its back, was sweating profusely.
El, drenched in sweat, had a determined look in his eyes.
He swung his blade continuously.
“Woooosh…”
The sound of the blade cleaving through the air echoed.
A startling wind pressure swept forward.
Small and large rocks were carried by the strong hurricane and scattered everywhere.
The towering trees, far exceeding anyone's imagination, even the giant warrior, were swaying under the pressure. Even several giant warriors needed to embrace one to surround it.
Even some adult giant warriors felt a bit numb in their scalps.
They were afraid of being accidentally injured and dared not approach.
“El, although you have innate divine power and your strength is unmatched, your swordsmanship is not fast enough, and it is not refined enough…”
Yalulu, the old man with a mountain beard, stroked his beard and patiently taught: “When your slashes no longer create such a fierce wind pressure, when your strength is no longer so scattered and you can fully condense and compress all your force, you will be able to successfully master Elbaph's proud spear technique!”
“Zha ba ba ba~, because giants are born with enormous bodies and strength far exceeding other intelligent races…”
Yorulu, the old man with a waterfall beard, nodded with a smile.
He was also carefully guiding and imparting experience: “Therefore, the fighting techniques of the giants are all about power and grandeur, without the frills of human swordsmanship or martial arts. Every move emphasizes breaking through with strength, every strike is powerful and heavy, with an overwhelming force that tears and destroys everything that blocks…”
“You must focus all your attention, your mind must be free of distractions and not affected by external disturbances!”
“Try to gather your strength, momentum, and will… into this one strike!”
“Yes! I will try my best, Elder!”
El stopped, his eyes resolute.
He listened to the teachings of the two giant elders.
He summed up his shortcomings and actively corrected them.
Although he was a born monster, he could be said to have extraordinary talent.
Even if he didn't have to work hard, his future achievements might not be too low.
But at best, he would just be another Charlotte Linlin.
This was not the result El wanted.
His ambition was far greater.
Immediately, El took a deep breath.
He closed his eyes, controlling his breathing rhythm and adjusting himself seriously.
He swung his sword continuously again.
“Hu… Hu…”
The cold light shone.
The wind pressure was overwhelming.
Indeed, it was much better than before.
The wind was still exaggerated, but it was not as scattered.
“It's truly a gift from heaven…”
The two old men, Mountain Beard and Waterfall Beard, nodded secretly.
They were amazed. It was truly amazing talent, as expected of a warrior favored by heaven. He had grasped this so quickly. Just this extraordinary insight was something that Hayrddin, the simple-minded and overly rigid fellow, could not compare to.
In just half a year, the boy had learned almost all of Elbaph's fighting techniques.
If it weren’t for the fact that he was still too young, and his body was not fully grown, restricting him.
He would have mastered Elbaph's spear technique.
“29995, 29996, 29997…”
Time passed.
El trained, sweating profusely.
The ground was already soaked by his sweat.
“Pokakaka~, El, let’s train here for today!”
Looking at the sky.
Yalulu, the old man with a mountain beard, said with satisfaction: “It’s getting late, we should go back!”
“Yes, training should have its ups and downs, don't be too hasty, continue tomorrow!”
Stroking his waterfall beard.
Yorulu, the old man with a waterfall beard, laughed as he spoke.
This was the reason why El was admired by them.
This gifted young man, with the blood of a half-giant, had a strong will and indomitable spirit.
He wasn’t afraid of hardships in training, never complained, and could persevere.
Very rare.
“Hu… Okay, see you tomorrow, Elders!”
El took a deep breath and stopped his training.
He shook the sweat off his head and watched the two elders, Mountain Beard and Waterfall Beard, leave.
“El, are you done training?”
Not far away.
An old woman, wearing a black nun’s habit, her face covered in wrinkles, walked over and said to El with a smile: “Today is Utan’s birthday, I’ve prepared a big birthday cake, do you want to join us?”
She looked kind.
Holding a cigarette in her mouth, her wrinkled face was smiling.
But as she looked at this young, handsome boy with black wings on his back, like a fallen angel, there was a hint of greed and apprehension in the depths of her eyes.
This was a descendant of the Lunarian tribe.
The World Government had once issued a sky-high bounty.
Anyone who found a trace of this tribe and reported it to the World Government would receive a bounty of 100 million Berries.
Even if they could capture a Lunarian alive, they would receive a huge reward.
Unfortunately, this guy had been lukewarm to her approach.
She couldn't trick him into the Lamb House, and he was a powerful monster in his own right.
He was invulnerable, extremely strong, and had a terrifying Zoan ability, making people tremble in fear.
“No, Sister, I have already prepared dinner!”
El smiled and refused.
As a time traveler, he knew exactly who this "saint" was.
The so-called stopping of the Navy's execution of the giant warriors of the Giant Warrior Pirates was just a play staged by the World Government and Carmel.
Her true identity.
Was the infamous human trafficker in the underworld, code-named "Yamauba".
Those orphans or problem children sent to the "Lamb House" were not sent to kind people to be adopted, but were sold directly by her to the World Government or other forces.
Those with good aptitude were mostly sold to the World Government and brainwashed into becoming CP agents.
As for those with mediocre aptitude or physical defects?
They were mostly sold to other forces.
Their fate needs no further explanation.
The greedy Carmel had long coveted this Lunarian descendant.
But she was not willing to just report the news to the World Government and get that mere 100 million Berries bounty, but she was also afraid of his strength and could not force him.
She had also tried every means possible to try to trick him into leaving Elbaph, so that CP0 and the Navy could ambush and capture him.
However, he ignored her.
Leaving her helpless.
However, the reason why El had kept her around until now.
Was also because he was waiting for her to attract more talented children from various races around the world for him?
Those problem children who could be kept by Carmel were all talented.
She had kept them specifically to sell to the World Government before she retired, as she was planning to make a big profit before she retired.
It would take some time and a little training.
They would also be a considerable help.
“Alright, then I won't bother you… Training should have its limits, take care of yourself!” Carmel was helpless, but she still reminded him kindly.
But in her heart, she was furious.
Damn brat, he keeps refusing my kindness.
Don't let her get a chance, or she'll sell him to the World Government.
That’s a huge bounty.
“Goodbye, Sister!”
El smiled warmly.
He watched as Carmel left.
Unfortunately, the nun didn’t know.
He, a mixed blood of Lunarian and Giant, was not just a monster with monstrous physique.
Furthermore, he was born with the ability to read people’s minds with his Observation Haki. After years of persistent training, he could even forcibly read people’s memories.
Her malice and schemes, which she thought were well hidden.
Were actually revealed before him, like a clown.
Over the years, this "saint" had amassed a vast fortune by constantly selling talented children of various races, where exactly was it hidden?
It was easy for him to find out.
The people, he wanted them.
The treasure, he wanted it too.
Everything Carmel had done was just to pave the way for him.
Want to wash your hands of the past and retire?
Hell would be a good place for you.