I Promised to Win with Roger… But I Was Just a Kid

You never know which will arrive first, the new ship or Garp. At this time, Garp is about 30 years old, in the prime of his life, and has reached the level of Commodore. But don't get me wrong, Commodore does not mean he is weak. He is a very powerful old man.

Can Garp's Vice Admiral be the same as a normal Vice Admiral?

look in my eyes

Answer me, this is the man who chased Roger across the sea when he was young,

Roger stood on the bow of the captured battleship and stopped at an island to rest.

"Kuhahaha! Rayleigh! Isn't this a magnificent ship?"

Rayleigh pushed up his glasses. "Captain, the navy's ships are naturally better."

Gaban was using an axe to pry open the wine barrels in the cabin "Who cares? Let's have the party first!"

Rhett ran over with a smirk on his face "Oh no! The Navy is sending a Commodore to chase us!"

The deck suddenly became quiet.

Roger scratched his ears "What's the Commodore's name?"

" Garp! They say one punch can sink an island!"

It's impossible for Rhett to say he's not excited. His mist inside his body were all excited about the couple. Garp was everywhere in Roger's life.

He runs away, he is chased, he can't escape even if he has wings, hehehehe, this is the front line of watching history.

An incredibly fast warship was cutting through the waves, and the dog-head statue on the bow was shining in the sun.

"That's..." Gaban narrowed his eyes.

Rhett's hair stood on end. "Why... this ship gives me such an oppressive feeling!"

The little man in Rhett's heart screamed wildly 'Here it comes, here it comes, the Pirate King and the Navy Heroes. The first time is the meeting of the century, and I, Rhett, also saw it.'

[Rhett's Inner Theatre]

(My mind is scrolling like crazy)

'Oh shit, oh shit! It's a live young Garp!'

'This muscle! This dog-head boat! This nose-picking posture!'

'I saw a scene that I didn't even dare to draw in the xth chapter of the One Piece manga! Wakakakakaka,'

Rhett suddenly thought of a picture, 'Garp is rubbing the Rasengan in his hand and shouting at Roger, Roger is holding the Chidori in his hand and shouting at Garp, the secret that Uzumaki Garp and Uchiha Roger have to tell hehehe'

Just when Rhett was daydreaming wildly in his mind, he heard his captain calling him, "Little Rhett, why didn't you ask to go first today? This is not like you."

"Ahahaha, I might be feeling a little under the weather, Captain, you go ahead." Rhett scratched his head and pretended to have a stomachache.

'Me? Get rid of Garp?'

'Are you telling me, a five year old kid, to kill Garp, the future naval hero at the peak of his powers? ? ? ?'

'Do I look like a fool to you?'

"Hahaha! Little Rhett actually has a stomachache?" Roger laughed and rubbed Rhett's head, "Is he scared?"

Rhett's forehead was bulging with blue veins. "Who, who is scared? I'm just...strategically conserving my strength!"

Rayleigh pushed up his glasses. "Oh? Then who was it that shouted 'I want to beat up ten Vice Admirals of the Navy' yesterday?"

"How can that be the same!" Rhett jumped up, "That's Ga-"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of a cannonball breaking through the air in the distance. The four of them looked up at the same time, only to see three black cannonballs flying towards them in a triangular shape.

Rhett recognized that this must be Garp's special skill of throwing a cannonball with his hands.

Roger suddenly lifted Rhett above his head "Little Rhett! It's time to show your strategy!"

"Wait, wait! Old Roger, what are you doing—Ahhh! I'm going to— Aaaaaaaaaaahh"

Before Rhett could react, his own captain threw him at the cannonball like a baseball. He danced in the air, the mist instinctively enveloping his body.

Pull out your wooden sword from the air, attach the Armament

'I chop, chop, chop, before I die'

"boom!"

Three shells exploded in succession in the mist, and Rhett was blown away by the shock wave and smashed into the beach like a meteor, with only his two calves exposed and twitching outside.

"Ahem...I hate you, you bastard Roger..." A muffled curse came from the sand pile.

"Well done!" Roger gave a thumbs up.

At this time, the warship had already landed. A strong man in a navy coat descended from the sky with moon steps, his cloak of justice fluttering.

"Gol D. Roger!" Garp clenched his fists. "I'm Monkey D. Garp and I'm going to bring you to justice."

He suddenly noticed the "humanoid" squirming in the sand. Rhett was just struggling to pull his head out and his eyes met with Garp's.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Garp's eyes widened "Now the pirate group still recruits child labor?!"

"You are a child laborer! Your whole family is a child laborer!" Rhett jumped up with a head full of sand, "I am the 50 million bounty of Scarlet Mist! You come to chase the Roger Pirates, don't you even know anyone in the Roger Pirates? Do you look down on me, bastard?"

Garp's expression went from shock to confusion, and finally settled into some weird excitement. "Interesting! How about joining the Navy? Free food, room and board, and--"

"No!" Rhett said firmly.

Garp scratched his head "Oh, so no, that's a shame!"

He suddenly realized, "I'm here to arrest you! It's the same if I arrest you and send you back to the navy."

"Iron Fist Meteor!"

Rhett was confused. When you were young, didn't you just rob people if they didn't agree? Oh my God.

The dark fist of the color of armed forces came crashing down with a sound of breaking through the air. Rhett was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and the element instantly dissipated into mist.

"Mist Style: Playing Death!"

Rhett's voice was heard in the thick fog "Uncle Rayleigh, help me! This old man is serious!"

Rayleigh reluctantly drew his sword to block Garp "Captain, our little devil's mouth is as powerful as ever."

Roger laughed so hard that he slapped his thigh "Kuhahaha! Isn't this very energetic!"

Garp's fist suddenly turned and hit Roger who was watching the fun: "I'll deal with you first, you bastard who led the kids astray!"

"Divine Departure!"

The shockwave from the collision of the two figures overturned half of the beach. Rhett took the opportunity to roll to Gaban's feet "Brother Gaban! Use your invincible double axes to think of a solution!"

Gaban said calmly, holding a cigarette in his mouth "What are you afraid of? You are a natural."

"That's Garp!" Rhett gestured wildly. "He beat the science department like he was his son! I was in front of him and he beat me like it was a joke."

As if to confirm this statement, Garp's loud laughter was heard from afar "The kid is right!" He grabbed the sword energy that Rayleigh had slashed out with his bare hands and threw it towards Roger in the air like a boomerang.

Rhett: (艹皿艹)

'There is a cheat. Can the sword energy thing be thrown back? You don't even want to act it out, right? Look at this, you bastard author.'

Rhett crouched down and covered his head "It's over, it's over, this old man is cheating..."

Gaban suddenly grabbed Rhett by the back of his collar and said, "Come on, I'll take you to a nice place."

Ten minutes later, in the kitchen of the navy ship.

"This is the perfect place you were talking about?!" Rhett stared in amazement as he held a whole roast turkey.

Gaban has already cracked open the barrel "Eat well so you can run."

The cabin suddenly shook violently, and dust fell from the ceiling. Garp could be heard roaring faintly "Roger! Give me the mast of my warship as compensation!"

Rhett paused as he stuffed a chicken drumstick into his mouth. "Should we go help..."

"Don't worry." Gaban poured him a glass of juice. "It's impossible for our captain to be defeated so easily?"

"...makes sense."

The two men had almost finished eating, and moved the sailors who had fallen to the ground away. Don't get me wrong, Rhett didn't kill them, he just knocked them out with Conqueror. There weren't any strong people on the Garp ship yet.

It can be said that Garp's current combat effectiveness is at a cliff. In the future, when Garp becomes Vice Admiral and has Bogart on board, it should be more difficult to fight than passionate young man Kuzan.