Chapter 20 I’ve already apologized, what else do you want me to do?
"Ha," Dick swung his sword.

Swing the sword 5 times with a barbell over 1 tons; do 8 push-ups with an 5000-ton weight...

This is just regular training.

In other words, it is a warm-up exercise.

Every day, Dick went through rigorous training, which made the red-haired boy nod his head in agreement.

Despite his young age, he is extremely self-disciplined, steady, intelligent and talented.

The redhead couldn't think of any reason why Dick wouldn't succeed.

In contrast, a certain hot-blooded fool——

The red-haired man turned his gaze towards Luffy.

Luffy was equally persistent.

His dream is to become the Pirate King. Facing competition from Dick, he is too competitive to admit defeat.

Strict training is also carried out every day.

"Roar." Luffy roared.

Full sprint.

thump.

Luffy staggered and fell to the ground. When he looked up again, his face was covered in blood.

2 teeth were knocked out.

The redhead facepalmed.

You can even fall down while running, Luffy, are you sure you are not here to make people laugh?
Uta walked quickly forward, two wine glasses in her hands.

The redhead held out his hand.

Uta quickly passed the red-haired man, walked up to Dick, and handed over the beer in his hand.

"More ice next time," Dick commented.

"Ah."

The red-haired man silently put his hand down.

I bowed my head and said nothing. The world seemed gray.

A dazzling wine glass appeared in front of him, and the red-haired man's eyes lit up.

He knew that Uta was the one closest to him.

"Here." It was Beckman. "Disappointed?"

"Tsk, I didn't." The red-haired man curled his lips.

Beckman turned his head.

Our own captain is too childish in some aspects.

Dick looked at the wine glass in front of him, then looked at the red-haired man and others who were relaxed and happy after the special training, and his eyes were slightly stunned.

Imagining how much he had drunk in the past few days, Dick silently pushed the glass in his hand away and took the wine from Uta's hand.

Compared to herself, Uta cannot drink more.

Despicable redhead, he actually let me drink at such a young age, how vicious.

"What?" Uta pouted.

"Don't drink too much," Dick said seriously.

Then, Dick gave a thorough explanation of the dangers of drinking.

Especially for singers, alcohol is their biggest enemy.

"Uta, you don't want your voice to be damaged one day, do you?"

Uta was so scared that her face turned pale.

"Is that true? I see Shanks and the others drinking all day and nothing's wrong."

"That's because I haven't reached that age yet. When I reach that age, all the pain will come rushing up all at once..."

"You can ask the seniors in this village."

"So, you must not drink too much."

Hongo is the ship's doctor of the Red Hair Pirates and has superb medical skills.

Uta ran over with a clattering sound.

Hongo was stunned, but did admit that drinking too much has many disadvantages.

"But if you don't drink, you're not a pirate. Eating meat and drinking wine, sailing freely on the sea, that's what a pirate is."

Uta's brain automatically ignored it, and the image of Red Hair lying in bed in his later years appeared in his mind.

And there was Aunt Banchina lying on the hospital bed.

Replace Banchen with a redhead, or anyone with red hair.

No, absolutely not.

Uta shook her head desperately. Her hair, which was half red and half white, almost turned completely white out of fear.

"Ahhh, Shanks, Dick said that you can't drink too much alcohol, it's bad for your health." Uta quickly stepped forward, grabbed the red-haired man's wine glass and poured it out.

"From now on, when you drink, you must limit the amount you drink every day."

Cirrhosis of the liver, uremia...

No, it’s better not to drink it.”

The red-haired man blinked, and after a long pause, he finally understood what Uta meant.

"Hahaha, Uta, Dick is just a kid, not a doctor, what does he know? I have been sailing the seas for decades, don't I know anything about wine?"

"But Uncle Hongo also agreed. He's the ship's doctor."

The redhead froze.

Hongo silently took a few steps back.

"Uta, I know my body well. Drinking too much is a problem for me..."

"no,"

The redhead watched the drink go down, his heart aching.

Damn Dick, damn Hongo.

Beckman's mouth twitched slightly.

Captain, you can't pamper Uta too much, or you'll spoil the child.

Beckman picked up the glass and was about to drink, but Uta took it away.

"Dick said that you have been addicted to alcohol, sex and tobacco. You will have many complications when you get old, and your life span will be greatly reduced."

"So, you need to quit smoking, drinking, and having sex from now on."

Quit smoking, drinking, raping and raping women? Then what's the point of living? Just let me die.

"Actually, Uta, I have a strange disease," Beckman said seriously, "I will die if I don't drink or smoke."

"Ah?" Uta was incredulous.

"That's right," Beckman said with a heavy face, taking another sip of wine, which made the red-haired man envious.

"There's nothing I can do. I know the harm of drinking, but I can't not drink. Who would understand my suffering?" Beckman said sadly.

In his eyes, there are three parts of pain, three parts of helplessness, three parts of hatred and one part of sigh.

Uta thought of the dangers of smoking and drinking, which meant that Beckman would definitely die early, and in a very miserable way.

However, if Uncle Beckman is asked to quit smoking and drinking, he will die immediately.

Dilemma.

Uta's eyes were filled with tears. The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, and finally she burst into tears.

"Wuwaaa, uncle, I don't want you to die early, I don't want you to leave me."

Beckman:…

Looking at the pitiful Uta, Beckman silently pushed the wine glass away and threw away the cigarette in his mouth.

"Don't worry, this strange disease can be cured by Honjo."

"Really?" Uta's eyes were filled with tears. Beckman hesitated for a moment, and his heart was bleeding.

"real."

Damn Dick, damn Hongo.

Hongo was so scared that he started running away.

Go out to sea immediately and find Jesus Bu.

Banchina's condition still needs him.

What, no need?
Are you the doctor or am I the doctor?

Dick's brows twitched.

Hey, Uta, I'm concerned about your health and want to protect your throat. I'm asking you not to drink, not to force Red Hair and the others to quit drinking.

Dick felt the malice coming upon him.

Cold all over.

No, you have to save yourself.

When Uta came back, Dick immediately walked up to the red-haired Beckman.

First, a heartfelt apology.

"I'm sorry, I'm just concerned about Wuta's health. Wuta is too weak to let alcohol ruin her health. I really didn't expect Wuta to advise you."

The red-haired man looked at Dick with a half-smile. Beckman narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Does an apology help?"

Dick wanted to say, "I've already apologized, what else do you want? Are you going to make me get off my seat?"
But the strength is insufficient.

"In my mind, the Red Hair Pirates are great heroes who stand tall and proud, with broad minds and do not care about personal gains and losses."

Dick's flattery poured out like crazy.

"You are wrong. Red Hair is a very narrow-minded person." Red Hair said in a gloomy tone.

"So? A legendary pirate with a bounty of over 10 billion is going to argue with a 10-year-old kid like me? No way? Isn't the legendary red-haired afraid of being embarrassed if the news gets out? Bullying a child."

"I'm a pirate, I don't care about reputation. Besides, you're more than just 10 years old. I love bullying little brats."

For example, Luffy.

The red-haired boy was very happy teasing Luffy.

"Okay, let's go to the open space outside." Dick shrugged.

Walk out with your head held high.

Take the sword, use your domineering power, and get into a fighting stance. Then, strike first.

shave.

Moving at high speed, the sword is covered with domineering aura, and it slashes fiercely.

The redhead raised an eyebrow.

This performance is completely different from just now.

shoot.

A punch hit Dick.

Dick said nothing, but struck back with his sword.

The red-head dodged again, passed through the interception as if it were nothing, and punched again.

Dick attacked again.

The battle continued, or rather, it was an inappropriate battle, it was a one-sided devastation.

Because Dick couldn't keep up with the red-haired guy's movements at all, he could only get beaten.

That's like beating a three-year-old.

"Damn it, Shanks actually bullied Dick." Luffy grinned and wanted to go up to help, but was stopped by Beckman.

"Let me go, Beckman, it turns out you like to bully people too," Luffy punched and kicked.

Beckman ignored it, and his admiration grew deeper as he looked at Dick.

Dick's observation Haki has always been turned on.

Observation Haki is closely related to psychology. When you are in a bad mood and lose your rationality, you can't use Observation Haki.

Dick has been using his Observation Haki with no effect, which means he is not affected by the battle at all.

This shows what?
Or, Dick can stay calm at any time and anywhere in the battle, which is an extremely high combat talent.

Or, it is——

"Using me to hone your domineering aura?" The red-haired man smiled.

Domineering, actual combat improves the fastest. After experiencing a life-and-death battle, domineering can improve by leaps and bounds.

It is said that one stick teaches Ryuo, two sticks entangle the academic master, and three sticks awaken the fruit.

The red-haired guy wouldn't kill Dick, and unless his life was in danger, the red-haired guy, who knew when to strike, would be the best target for actual combat.

In the East China Sea.

"Well, how about this?" Red Haired pressed harder.

At the same time, change the way you use force.

The damage wasn't great, but the blow was extremely painful.

"Ah," Dick snorted. The pain was extremely uncomfortable.

"Come again?" the red-haired man smiled.

"Why not?" Dick sneered.

Pain is nothing, strength can be improved.

It’s better to feel pain now than to be slaughtered later when you are weak.

Another blow, and the pain doubled.

Dick bared his teeth, but he still had his observation Haki and didn't lose his rationality at all.

The redhead's blows got harder and harder, and the pain increased, but Dick kept his pace.

The domineering power is used continuously, consumed continuously, and continuously gushed out.

Become stronger.

The admiration in the red-haired man's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

"I now admit that you are an opponent I need to respect."

That's right, opponent.

Even though Dick is very weak now.

The red-haired man moved his right hand slightly, and the supreme sword Griffin was unsheathed.

"Be careful,"

The redhead applied gentle force.

This was a battle of guidance. Using the battle, the red-haired man constantly attacked to let Dick know his shortcomings.

The application of domineering power, exquisite swordsmanship, and the grasp of the rhythm of battle...

As time went on, Dick's domineering aura continued to increase, and his swordsmanship continued to improve with corrections.

After a few hours, Dick could no longer hold on, exhausted, and fainted.

From beginning to end, Dick was able to use his Observation Haki and he remained calm.

The red-haired man looked at Dick, and in a trance, he seemed to see the rise of an unparalleled powerful man.

"I'm getting old," Beckman suddenly sighed.

"Hehe, you're only a few years old, you're still a long way from that." The red-haired man chuckled.

"Let's go and have a drink."

Wait, I just said you can’t drink alcohol?
The redhead was dripping with sweat.

(End of this chapter)