The days passed quickly aboard Garp's ship, and Peter began to adapt to his new life in the pirate world, far from any restrictions.
On the ship, he became part of the crew without anyone noticing a major change, despite his unusual appearance, which set him apart from the ordinary soldiers.
Garp, the towering man with the distinctive smile, had told them not to bother him, and the crew treated him as just another soldier.
As time went on, Peter embarked on numerous adventures with the crew, battling pirates daring enough to attack the ship, and occasionally facing situations that led to comedic mishaps.
Peter never imagined life on the ship would be so varied. Each day was a new battle or strange challenge.
One day, the ship encountered a band of mid-level pirates, and Peter, holding a large wooden staff, observed the battle unfolding on deck.
The soldiers fought the pirates in an organized manner, while Peter decided to join the fray in his own way.
"Let's get 'em!" shouted one soldier, running toward the pirates, only to trip and fall flat on his face, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
"I was going to join them, but I don't want to be the next blunder!" Peter said, laughing as he watched the scene closely.
Suddenly, a pirate with a flashy appearance and an oversized sword charged toward Peter. But Peter wasn't one to stand idle.
With a swift move, he struck the pirate with his large staff, sending the sword flying into the air and landing far away.
"I think I'll start calling myself 'Mr. Sword Destroyer'!" Peter joked as the pirates stared at him in astonishment.
The battle continued for a while, and with each passing moment, Peter learned more about the pirates challenging them.
He could see more than just attackers in their eyes—he saw that each of them carried a story, a dream they sought to fulfill, and often those dreams led them to the sea.
From afar, Garp observed the fight with interest, showing no sign of fatigue or worry, laughing as he watched Peter take down the pirates effortlessly and with humor.
In one of the funny encounters, Peter was trying hard to catch a pirate who was running away quickly. But Peter tripped over a rope hanging from one of the ship's masts, causing him to topple overboard.
When one of the soldiers tried to save him, he tripped and fell into the same spot, turning the scene into a chaotic burst of laughter as some soldiers raced away from the embarrassing situation.
This journey was full of humorous incidents, as Peter always found a way to escape from situations somehow. Whether it was an intense fight or facing strong opponents, Peter demonstrated unexpected skills every time.
Peter was never one for a traditional fight; he loved adding a touch of fun to everything he did. Whether he was running across the ship, jumping between attackers, or even striking his opponent with his staff, he always found a creative way to outwit them.
Peter's days on the ship were filled with laughter, chaos, and adventures, and each day added to his list of unusual experiences.
Moreover, he had friends in every corner of the ship. Garp served as a father figure guiding him, and the soldiers became his brothers. It wasn't easy, but it was a lot of fun.
Garp's strength was truly incredible, even in his youth, as he didn't hesitate for a moment to showcase his extraordinary power that surpassed any imagination.
He was a master of all types of Haki, including Conqueror's Haki, the type of power that grants its user the ability to send waves of psychological pressure that shatter the resolve of his enemies and turn the tide of battle instantly.
Pirates who spotted Garp's ship from afar initially thought it was just an ordinary Navy ship, but as they drew closer, they realized too late that they had walked into an inescapable trap.
No matter how they tried to flee, they found themselves trapped in an unbreakable grip as the sounds of Garp's powerful blows echoed like explosions.
His hands, which he never stopped using throughout the battles, hurled cannonballs at ships as if they were fierce winds, as he would scoop up the massive shells from the weapons room aboard the Navy ship.
The cannonballs dropped from Garp's hands at an unbelievable speed, and each shell carried enough force to obliterate entire ships. The cannons on the ship were far weaker than the power that emanated from his hands.
The soldiers in the weapons room worked with all their might to supply him with ammunition, but they often tired quickly from the continuous labor, collapsing one after the other from exhaustion, while Garp showed no signs of fatigue, calmly hurling the cannonballs as if he were breathing.
The soldiers chased after the cannonballs he launched, racing to bring him more, but they found themselves unable to keep up with Garp.
His physical strength extended beyond his mastery of Haki, manifesting in his ability to throw cannonballs as if they were small stones.
Sometimes, he would pick up an unusually large shell and launch it across the sea at a distance unimaginable for any ship, moving at a speed faster than the wind.
Each time he launched a shell, it would create a massive explosion, reducing ships to charred pieces of wood and leaving the sea calm as if nothing had ever existed there.
The soldiers watched these scenes in awe, but they knew full well that Garp was their only commander with such overwhelming power, and they were always ready to follow his orders without question.
Peter spent unforgettable days aboard Garp's ship, experiencing thrilling adventures, fierce battles, and learning skills he never thought he would acquire.
The days flew by, each one bringing new challenges, but he felt deep in his heart that he was right where he belonged.
With each experience, his memories grew—moments he would one day reminisce about while sipping tea in a quiet place, a broad smile on his face, content with the journey he had undertaken.
But despite this new life he was beginning to embrace, there were heavy memories of Mary Geoise, that dark land filled with oppression, slavery, and tyranny, that he could never forget no matter how hard he tried.
He thought of Santiago, the man who lost everything there and lost his life as well, feeling that all these events would forever remain part of his past, unerasable or forgotten from this world.
Then, one day, as the ship sailed calmly, a familiar vessel appeared on the horizon for Peter, moving in a straight line toward them, and his eyes felt something strange engulfing him. It was the ship of Gol D. Roger! The famous ship no one dared to ignore.