Strongest Possessor of One Piece

"This was just Rojen's initial assessment. How much power he could truly wield in battle remained uncertain. After all, he had limited combat experience since birth. His previous fights had all involved him possessing others, borrowing their strength. There was a significant difference between fighting with borrowed power and his own.

Slowly drawing the Rainbow Abyss, Rojen examined the translucent blade gleaming with a cold light. A sharp glint shone in his eyes, and after two breaths, he slowly sheathed the blade, his aura gradually calming down.

He walked towards the ship's warehouse, intending to search for some treasure.

His own belongings had been mostly depleted in these two battles, leaving him virtually empty-handed.

The pirate's warehouse was located in the basement beneath the deck. Rojen entered the warehouse and lit a candle, immediately surveying the situation within.

However, the sight before him made him furrow his brow.

"So little?"

He had expected Sordes, a pirate who plundered, burned, and killed, to have amassed a large stockpile. Yet, the warehouse only held two or three piles of treasure gleaming with golden light. In total, they were probably worth no more than 500,000 to 600,000.

He returned to the deck and summoned a pirate.

"Why are there so few treasures on the ship? Where are the other items hidden?"

He placed his right hand on the sword hilt, his eyes hardening, causing the pirate before him to nearly collapse in fear.

"The treasures were stolen by another pirate crew when we first entered the Grand Line."

"Now, the goods in the warehouse are what we acquired from smaller pirate crews upon our return to East Blue."

Terrified, the pirate dared not withhold any information.

Rojen released the sword hilt and felt speechless. He hadn't anticipated such misfortune.

He returned to the warehouse, stuffed all the treasure into a dark bag, and slung it over his shoulder. The bag wasn't large, but since most of the contents were metal objects, it was somewhat heavy.

Returning to the deck, he set the bag down and sat cross-legged.

"Keep sailing, don't utter a word."

Seeing the pirates around him wanting to speak but hesitating, Rojen immediately silenced them.

The pirate ship sailed for three days, nearly reaching the most remote sea region of East Blue. Only then did Rojen stand up.

"Approach that island."

He pointed to a small island not far ahead and spoke.

The pirates were overjoyed. It had been three days without food. For three whole days, this formidable figure had kept them sailing.

Half an hour later, the ship neared the island Rojen had indicated.

As the pirates were about to disembark, Rojen once again cast a chilling glance at them.

"Get away immediately, leave this place!"

"Also, do not reveal my whereabouts to anyone."

The starving pirate was stunned, and someone was about to shout angrily, but a companion pulled him back and covered his mouth.

"Shh, don't say anything. I just saw another island not far from here. Let's go there!"

"Offending this guy means certain death right now!"

The man paused, then realized the gravity of the situation. Seeing Rojen's sword already unsheathed by half an inch, his eyes shrank, and he swallowed his angry words.

"Don't worry, Captain. We won't say a word!"

"We'll leave right now!"

The pirates flattered, and then the navigator at the helm quickly turned the ship, steering it away from the island.

Rojen stood at the edge of the shore, quietly watching the pirate ship disappear from sight. Only then did he turn and walk towards the island.

"Now that I'm here, the sense of danger has diminished significantly, but it still lingers!"

"Three days ago, when I learned Hundred Steps Flying Sword, the feeling of danger lessened by three parts. After three days of sailing, the feeling has decreased by another four parts."

"Now, having reached here, this sense of danger has been reduced to just three parts."

With a flash in his eyes, Rojen stepped forward and headed towards the village on the island.

The island wasn't large, with only one street. In front of him was the vast sea, and behind him, there were forests and undulating mountains.

The first thing Rojen did upon arriving at the village was to find someone to exchange a portion of his treasures and obtain 100,000 Belly in paper currency. The system did not recognize treasures, only Belly, which left Rojen feeling somewhat helpless. 

Moreover, traveling around the sea might require currency. Fortunately, the people in the village felt that hard currency was more valuable than paper money.

The second thing he did was find a tavern and enjoy a hearty meal. The pirates hadn't eaten for three days, and neither had he.

After a satisfying meal at the tavern, Rojen found a hotel and had a good sleep.

When he opened his eyes the next day, it was already afternoon.

"Now, it's time to find a ship." Narrowing his eyes, Rojen began asking the villagers where he could find a sailing ship.

"A sailing ship? Are you planning to travel far?"

"If you want to travel far, a regular fishing boat won't suffice. It has to be at least a sailing ship," the village chief said thoughtfully.

"Yes, I need a sailing ship," Rojen nodded.

"Well, the only one with a sailing ship here is the Roside Family. I remember they have a sailing ship, but it hasn't been used for many years," The village chief said after a moment's thought.

"Thank you, village chief."

Rojen then walked towards the Roside Family.

Roside was obviously the wealthiest person in the village. His house was surrounded by walls on all four sides, with a yard about 400-500 square meters large, a beautiful garden, and paths paved with bluestone. The house itself was a three-story villa.

Rojen went directly to find Roside and explained his purpose.

"You want my family's sailing ship?" Roside said with a curious look, sizing Rojen up.

"Yes, my ship is damaged, and I only just drifted here yesterday," Rojen nodded.

"I see you're carrying a sword, and you've been drifting on the sea. You don't look like a pirate, and you're not Marines. Are you a pirate hunter?" Roside asked curiously.

Rojen's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on his face. "Yes, I am a pirate hunter. I encountered a powerful pirate last time, and my ship was damaged. It was a struggle to escape."

"Being a pirate hunter isn't safe!" Roside sighed, then said, "Alright, I'll sell you the ship. I won't ask for much, just 200,000."

"My father spent 700,000 to build this ship. Its keel is very sturdy, and its durability is absolutely reliable."

"However, after my father passed away, no one in our family knew how to sail, so it's been left unused."

Rojen nodded. A ship for 200,000 was indeed a good deal.

"Alright, where is the ship?"

"It's in the small harbor behind the island. Although it hasn't been used, I often send people to maintain it. After all, it's something my father left me."

(End Of Chapter)

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