Leno's strength evaluation has been greatly improved.
From fledgling to the level of Naval Headquarter Lieutenant Commander.
This strength, placed in East Blue, is definitely not weak.
The Lieutenant Commander of the Headquarter came to East Blue and raised a level. Isn't it a problem?
Such rapid progress has already made Leno a man of the day in the dojo, even more of a prodigy than Zoro.
But in Leno's heart, it's not enough.
Isshin Dojo, even East Blue, are just starting points; the Grand Line and New World are his goals.
Before entering the Grand Line, this contact between Shimotsuki Village and the Revolutionary Army was an opportunity for him to gain stronger power.
With the sea breeze blowing, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the sea surface.
A small boat, carrying several people, with its sails bulging, split the waves at the speed of an arrow, and came to the lighthouse.
A tall figure with a huge face and dressed in performance art knocked on the door of the lighthouse.
Koushirou opened the door, startled by this weird outfit.
"Mr. Koushirou, we need your help!"
Familiar.
A deep voice came into his ears.
Only then did Koushirou notice the man in the dark green cloak who was squeezed aside by the plate with a big face.
"Dragon?"
Koushirou frowned and asked, "The matter of the Goa Kingdom..."
"It was caused by the Goa Kingdom!"
Dragon simply told Koushirou what happened in the Goa Kingdom.
"We saved more than three hundred people who will be fighters for freedom."
"Just to get back to the Grand Line, we're running out of water and food."
"In addition, there are still some wounded on board who need a batch of medicine."
Koushirou said, "I didn't expect such a big thing to happen. People from CP and the Marines, all over East Blue, are looking for you?"
"Yes, we can only stay one night, so please, this is the money to buy food and medicine!"
Dragon put a bag in front of Koushirou and bowed.
"Please!"
Ivankov followed suit.
"You come to me, I will definitely help you with this favor."
"It's just that it's a coincidence that you came here. There are two more big stomachs in the dojo, and the food reserves may not be enough."
Koushirou was helpless.
Since Leno came, the daily food consumption of Isshin Dojo has doubled compared to before.
It's not just Leno who eats a lot.
Zoro, Saka, Kuina, and the others, probably stimulated by Leno, have greatly increased their appetites.
If it weren't for Leno's money, the dojo would be overwhelmed by them.
"It may not be enough, you guys have to think of a way," Koushirou said.
"Thank you! To avoid being discovered, our ship will arrive late at night."
"Well, when the time comes, use your ability to cover up. I'll go to the dojo first and let Shiro get ready."
"Okay, see you tonight!"
In a blink of an eye, it was late at night.
The sea breeze blew, swaying the branches, and a light rain suddenly fell.
Leno, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyes, and he keenly sensed a monster's breath again.
Monsters in the storm?
Could it be...
Leno stood up.
Zoro was sleeping next to him; he kicked back a corner of the quilt, and Leno's movement woke him up too.
"Hey, what's the matter?" Zoro wondered.
Leno put on his training clothes, tied his belt, and said, "It's nothing, there seems to be some movement, I'll go out and have a look!"
He picked up the sword from the shelf.
The day after he taught Kuina, Koushirou gave him a real sword.
It's not a famous sword, but it's a kind of recognition.
Only swordsmen are equipped with real swords.
"I'll go as well!"
The victorious Zoro turned around, and when he stood up, Leno had already opened the door and rushed into the rain.
In the wind and rain, a group of people wore raincoats and approached the dojo.
The sound of wind and rain covered their footsteps and whereabouts, and no villagers would come out to walk on rainy nights.
If people from CP and the Marines find out that they have been to Shimotsuki Village, it will bring disaster here.
"Hm?"
Dragon slowed down and raised his head slightly.
"What's wrong, Dragon?" Ivankov turned his head.
Dragon's eyes were slightly focused, and he saw a figure jumping up the high wall of the dojo, looking at them.
Dragon could feel that the other party's gaze skipped over the others and was only on him.
Lock onto yourself so accurately?
Interesting!
"Who is he?" Ivankov was surprised, worried.
Dragon watched the other party jump off the wall, and said in a deep voice, "You go in first, he seems to be coming for me!"
Hula!
In the wind and rain, the mountains and fields were silent.
Leno sprinted in the rain, his eyes fixed on the tall figure in the dark green cloak.
Dragon!
Leader of the Revolutionary Army!
They really came!
Leno was emotional.
He had been waiting for a long time; this kind of opportunity could not be missed.
"Pirates?"
Before Leno approached Dragon, he shouted.
At the same time, he drew the sword out of its sheath, stepped down, stepped on the ground out of the mud pit, and immediately jumped up, holding the sword in both hands.
Brush!
The light of the sword was shining, drawing a crescent-like arc, and slashing straight at the opponent.
And at this moment, Dragon also saw the person coming.
"The training clothes of Isshin Dojo?"
"A disciple of Koushirou?"
Dragon, who was about to strike, let the wind blade condensed in his hand dissipate.
They came here this time to ask for Isshin Dojo's help. If they attacked the disciples of the dojo, wouldn't it be a blow to the face of the Shimotsuki family?
Just now, Leno yelled "Pirate," probably misunderstanding and regarding himself and his party as those pirates.
Roger started the era of great pirates, which plunged the world into chaos and war, and more and more pirates appeared.
It is undeniable that there are some pure adventurers who yearn for Roger's will and pursue adventure and freedom.
However, more pirates are heinous bastards. There are too many people whose families have been ruined by pirates.
Maybe the person in front of him also hates pirates?
Many thoughts flashed through Dragon's mind.
He didn't hide.
Let the sword hit him on the head.
Laugh!
The sharp blade cut Dragon's body in half like cutting butter.
But!
Leno's eyes froze, and the Dragon that was divided into two halves did not have a trace of blood flowing; instead, it was replaced by the whirling wind.
Wisps and strands of wind surrounded him, making him look like the eye of a storm.
Devil Fruit!
Logia, the Wind-Wind Fruit!