One Piece Law Light Novel

No, I must not give up.

Cora paid for the fruit of the scalpelI inherited with his life.

It was for me, to save me that he seized it and was killed.

I owe myself ...

I owe it to myself to live! Otherwise his death will have served no purpose! And that, I refuse!

I scream. As if I could draw a line on Cora's kindness, on that last smiling face which he gave me before dying!

Plom ...

Without warning, my pulse intensifies.

Plom, plom ...

My heart is beating violently.

Plom, plom, plom, plom, plom, plom,plom, plom, plom, plom, plom...

It is as if my whole body has started to pump blood.

Still, hard to believe that it can be dangerous.

On the contrary, everything happens as if this latent force which was dormant in me was awakening little by little.

Voom. A loud thud is heard in turn.

By the time I realized it a dome-shaped circle appeared with me in its center.

What is this thing ?!

Strangely, I was able to see everything in the dome. As if I could even peer inside my own body. I close my eyes and concentrate. My brain, my heart, my lungs, my stomach, my small intestine, my large intestine, my spleen ... I understand everything. From the location of each of my organs, through my muscles and to my nervous system, I feel like I can touch everything with my hand.

So that's it ... the power of the scalpel fruit!

It's not just about my own body. I instinctively understand that I am able to modify whatever is inside the dome as I see it. I am free to make the objects move, or else to intervene. This dome I am telling you about becomes in my eyes an operating table.

With that, I should be able to do it!

So, while I am on the verge of dying, I feel the heat come over me again. I'm going to show him what I'm up to with this white lead disease. A deep determination shakes my whole body.

I close my eyes and mobilize my mind once again. Since white lead disease occurs because of too much lead in the body, it would be enough for me to extract the lead to be cured. I then embark on a careful check of each of my organs. Arrived at the liver, I see that this is where the lead has accumulated.

I move to the barrel in the cave and only remove the liver from my body. No pain. The most natural way in the world was to remove one of my organs myself. I put the latter on the barrel in question.

Good, and now ...

Out of the question to have my liver completely removed. This gesture, like the white lead disease, would only cause my death. I must therefore remove the lead contained in my liver. and put it back inside my body. To begin with, I decided to collect in a single point the lead dispersed all over the organ. Then I take a scalpel out of my satchel.

Now is the time to put into practice what my parents taught me, as well as what I learned on my own. One thing to know, however: human organs are insensitive to pain. But the one that I extracted with my power being linked to my body, if I hurt it, I will feel the pain through the membrane that covers it.

Phew, I take a deep breath. Impossible to imagine the degree of suffering that awaits me. If I had known, I would have taken an anesthetic with me.

It's okay, I'm ready. With my right hand, I plant the scalpel in my liver.

Waaah!

A terrible pain overwhelms me. I have the impression that a powerful current runs through my body tearing my mind!

Haa, haa, haa...

Still, I can't stop. I cling to what is left of me and cut off with a sharp blow the piece of my liver which contains all the lead. I let out again a cry of pain, and wonder if this one will not kill me before the disease.

But no, this is not the time to let go. I have to finish what I started. I take a needle and thread from my satchel and, after stitching up the wound, I put my liver back into my body.

Operation completed.

The effects are immediate. Following the extraction of lead, I feel the pain and fever gradually leaving me. The operation is a success, my life is saved.

Did you see that, Cora? I brilliantly managed to handle the fruit of the scalpel that you collected for me! Thanks to you, it is not yet today that I will die!

In the cave, I cry without restraint. I tremble so much with joy that I will almost forget my pain.

I hardly have time to reassure myself that I feel sleep assault me.

No matter how much I light the fire, now is a really bad time to faint. But I'm at the end of my rope. I... I need to ... get some sleep ...

In the haze of my thoughts, I see Cora standing in front of me.

As always, he's wearing a black hood, funny makeup, and I imagine him smiling.

***

It is good where I am.

I am wrapped in something sweet.

I feel like I had a happy dream, but I forgot the content.

Little by little, I regain consciousness.

When I open my eyes, I am lying in a bed, under a wooden ceiling that I see for the first time.

Or ... where am I?

I stand up and look around. This room contains a desk and chair, a library full of books, anaquarium in which a goldfish swims, as well as an imposing fireplace where a fire burns. Everything seems to indicate that I was taken to someone's house.

As I am thinking about all this, the door to the room opens with a thud.

- Oh, you're finally awake.

An unknown old man has just entered with a tray on which is placed a bowl of soup. At first glance, I would say he is sixty years old. His long white hair is slicked back, he wears an all-red visor, an exotic shirt, Bermuda shorts and sandals. The kind of guy who, even looking from all angles, remains shady. But above all, first of all, I would like to point out to him that it is the middle of winter, that it is snowing and that his look is far from being adapted to the season.

Regardless, that's not the problem. What concerns me most is who he really is. Thanks to Cora who had planned everything, Doflamingo and the Family firmly believe that the Navy has taken me under its wing. But if they find out I'm not the boy in question, they'll look for me all over Swallow Island and do anything to catch me.

This is how much Doflamingo wants to get his hands on the fruit of the scalpel. And if he thinks of offering an additional bounty for my capture, then I wouldn't be surprised to see a whole bunch of bandits attempting to hand me over to him.

Regarding this, it is evenquite possible that the old man in front of me will quietly wait for the arrival of the Family after having contacted her.

- You must be hungry, he told me.

He walks over and puts the bowl of soup for me on the corner of the bed. A delicious smell tilts my nostrils, I swallow my saliva. I haven't eaten anything for several days and must refrain from jumping on this soup.

Instead of bringing the bowl to my mouth, I grab my scalpel and find myself on the man's back in the blink of an eye. While I block him at the level of the neck with my left arm, with the other hand I position my weapon on his throat.

- What are your intentions, old man?

It is not because I have not yet regained all my strength that I am going to let a little old man take the lead. I ask him what his goal is, but he remains impassive.

- Well, since you don't leave me the choice ... humf!

Ouch!

The next moment, I'm in the air, before falling violently to the ground. What the hell happened?

- Even though I got older, I used to be more of the shack type. It's not a kid running behind my back that will make me put my knee on the ground.

In all likelyhood, the old man has just sent me waltzing in the air. He's right, I'm a kid, but a kid trained in combat within the Family. This is perhaps what made me lower my guard.

I get up at full speed and place myself in front of him. In a way to intimidate him, I open my eyes wide and stare at his.

- You are in a very bad condition. You look like a hungry wild beast.

Without giving the impression of wanting to attack me, the old man takes the bowl of soup and the spoon before approaching me.

- Eat. When I found you, you were completely frozen. I'm guessing you haven't eaten anything for a long time.

My God, that sounds good. In this brownish soup, I also saw pieces of meat, chicken or beef, I don't know. Without forgetting the colorful vegetables which finish whetting my appetite.

But I'm scared.

If so, he tries to get me to ingest sleeping pills in order to save time until Doflamingo arrives. I will no longer be imprudent and no longer give my trust to anyone.

- Wondering if I didn't put anything weird in it, eh? You have a hard time trusting others, from what I see.

I try at all costs to keep my gaze on him, without answering anything. It was then that, before my eyes, he tastes the soup. First a gorge, then two. It looks good.

- There you go, now you know it is not poisoned. You don't have to worry, I don't mean harm to you. I don't want to be vigilant, but neither am I so vicious that I take it out on a boy on the brink of death.

So saying, the old man hands me the bowl of soup again. All the while I was unconsciously keeping the spoon in my left hand. With the scalpel to the right, its flavor oozes my mouth. I have the impression that all that it contains nourishing elements permeates my body little by little.

When I realize this, I am already crying. Thanks to this soup so hot and so good, I realize that my life is saved. A whole whirlwind of emotions that I can hardly contain and that makes me shed tears.

- Bug, I'm enjoying it ... It's so good!

No way to stop eating. I putmy scalpel on the side and swallow without even chewing the pieces of meat and vegetables available to me. Up to the last drop. Is it because I was hungry? In any case, at this time, this soup is in my eyes is the most precious meal that I have been given to eat. The man then addresses me laughing:

- Stay there, I'll find something to serve you again.

I have the impression of being an abandoned cat that he has taken in and who is starting to get attached to his new owner.

On his advice, I go take a bath. Aaah, how long hadn't this happened to me? The only memories I have of recent times are those of my long walk in the snow in search of this damn "neighboring town". For the first time, I realize how pleasant it is to take a good hot bath.

Aah...