One Piece: Human God-Chapter 61: Unexpected Visitor

At the Revolutionary Army Base, Homer, sat in his chair, sipping tea before gently setting the cup down.

Suddenly...

RING! RING! RING!

The Den Den Mushi let out a frantic call. As Homer picked it up, a panicked voice shouted from the other end.

"SIR HOMER!! WE NEED HELP AT GLORIA KINGDOM! KA...KAIDO IS HERE! SIR GORDON IS FIGHTING HIM! WE NEED BACKUP!"

Homer's sightless eyes widened.

Kaido?!

He shot up from his seat, gripping the Den Den Mushi tightly.

"Hold on! We aren't close, but I believe Aiko is near. I'll send support as fast as possible!"

Without wasting another second, Homer hung up and immediately dialed another number.

"Sir Homer? What is it you need?"

It was Aiko, her voice calm and composed.

Homer spoke quickly. "Go support, Gordon! They're calling for backup. Kaido is there!"

A brief silence followed.

Then.

"Yes, sir. Since our base is close, we'll be there in an hour or so."

Homer exhaled before placing the Den Den Mushi down.

Meanwhile, at a Revolutionary outpost, Aiko sat at her desk, staring at the hot meal she had just prepared.

Her fingers twitched.

A deep squint formed in her eyes.

She slowly exhaled, then stood up and walked to the window.

Without hesitation.

She leaped out.

"LISTEN UP!! WE ARE ON THE MOVE NOW!"

Her voice boomed across the outpost, amplified by her strength and will.

The Revolutionary soldiers around her turned in shock, processing her words,

"We must gather at Gloria Kingdom immediately!"

For a second, the world stood still.

Then,

The base erupted into motion.

Men and women scrambled to prepare the ships, their movements suddenly scrambling. Weapons were checked, supplies were gathered, and in mere minutes, the fleet was ready to set sail.

At the front of the flagship, Aiko stood tall, lighting a cigarette, letting the smoke curl around her as she pulled out her Log Pose, pointing it toward Gloria Kingdom.

Beside her, a man dressed in a sharp white suit approached her right-hand man, Shin.

Standing at the same height as Aiko, he adjusted his black gloves before speaking.

"Madam Aiko, what's going on?"

Aiko took a slow drag of her cigarette before exhaling.

"Gordon is currently fighting at Gloria Kingdom. We've been requested for immediate support."

Shin closed his eyes for a brief moment.

"Ah."

No more words needed to be said.

[The Oro Jackson]

At the very back of the ship, where the sea breeze was strongest, Draco lay lazily in his hammock, arms behind his head, eyes half-lidded as he listened to the usual bickering nearby.

From the entrance to the deck, Void and the three stooges followed behind, Void remaining silent while the other three were already in a heated argument.

"You idiot! If you just dodged faster, you wouldn't have gotten hit!" Buggy barked, jabbing a finger at Enel.

Enel, his body still bruised and patched up from his spar with Void, scowled. "Shut up! If you were as fast as your mouth, you wouldn't get hurt so fast in battle!"

Shanks just sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "You two are impossible."

Draco, watching the familiar scene unfold, let out a long sigh, shaking his head. "There's not a single day you guys aren't arguing, huh?"

The three froze, turning their attention to Draco.

"Anyway, now that you're all here, let's talk about getting stronger, shall we?"

The moment those words left Draco's mouth, their eyes widened in anticipation.

Buggy, practically bouncing with excitement, yelled out, "WAIT! Are we finally going to learn advanced Haki?!"

Draco's expression turned somewhat awkward, scratching his cheek before shaking his head. "No..."

The excitement shattered in an instant.

"WHAT?!" the three shouted in unison.

Draco sighed again. 'I don't even have Advanced Armament Haki yet. And I don't even know if I have Conqueror's Haki. The closest thing I have is my bloodlust, and even that's just enough to scare the weak-willed.'

Shanks, Buggy, and Enel slumped in disappointment.

Void, who had remained quiet, suddenly perked up. "Then what will we be doing?"

Draco smirked. "You guys will be fighting against me using nothing but your physical strength."

"...WHAT?!"

Shanks, usually composed, narrowed his eyes. "We can't even use Haki?"

Draco shook his head. "Nope. Experience is important. Fighting stronger opponents makes you stronger. So from here on, you'll all be training seriously."

The three looked at each other, their earlier excitement turning into dread.

But after a brief pause, they straightened up and, in unison, responded:

"Yes, sir."

Draco, satisfied, stretched his arms before rolling onto his side. "Good. We start tomorrow."

Before any of them could even process what they had just agreed to, Draco had already fallen asleep in seconds, the hammock swaying gently beneath him.

Shanks, Buggy, and Enel gulped; their fates already sealed.

Void then turned to the three beside him and asked, "By the way, what happened during the spar? I've lost some memories of the battle."

The moment he said that, Buggy, Shanks, and Enel stiffened. A wide, forced smile formed on their faces before their heads slumped in defeat.

They had been so sure that, with Void's ability, they would at least be able to harm Draco. Yet, now that they thought back to it...

Void had been knocked out with just a flick to the forehead.

Buggy sighed, waving his hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it."

Shanks, however, crossed his arms. "Forget the past. Let's talk about what we need to do to at least leave a scratch on Draco."

Enel, standing off to the side, simply nodded, still too bitter about his loss to speak. But just as he was about to say something, his eyes narrowed.

"There's a fight on the main deck," he muttered.

The four turned and walked towards the main deck, looking over the railing.

CRASH! BOOM!

Down below, in the middle of the deck, stood a woman, with long dark crimson hair, her chest wrapped in bandages that covered her cleavage, wearing loose hakama pants.

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In one hand, she wielded a modified flintlock pistol, and in the other, an odachi, a long, curved blade that glinted under the sunlight.

Her body heaved, sweat dripping from her brow as she scanned the deck, her expression filled with anger and desperation.

"GIVE US A DOCTOR, YOU BASTARDS!" she shouted.

Beside her stood two small children, a boy and a girl. The little girl clutched her side, blood staining her tiny hands.

Despite the woman's threatening stance, none of the Roger Pirates looked afraid. Even though the War at Water 7 had injured most of them, they barely seemed to care.

The woman swung her odachi again, her voice rising.

"Oi, quiet down, would'ya?"

A deep chuckle echoed from above.

From the Captain's Quarters, Roger stepped out, his arm completely in a cast, looking down at the scene below. His signature grin stretched across his face.

"Set down your weapon first if you wanna talk."

From the Crows Nest, Rayleigh suddenly dropped down, landing smoothly on the deck. Raising both hands in a peaceful gesture, he spoke calmly.

"We'll help you. Let us look at the kid's condition first."

Crocus, the ship's doctor, stepped forward, eyeing the woman carefully as he walked toward the injured child.

For a moment, it seemed like the woman was about to calm down...

But then, her grip tightened on her odachi, and her expression twisted with rage.

"You think I'd trust you that easily?!"

With ferocious speed, she swung her blade at Crocus.

SWOOSH!

Crocus, despite being a doctor, was still a member of Roger pirates.

His hand shot up, his forearm shimmering black with Armament Haki as he deflected the odachi, smoothly sliding the attack aside.

But before he could retaliate, the woman had already moved.

With lightning-fast reflexes, she whipped her flintlock up, aiming straight at Crocus' chest...

BANG!