Pirates: Seeing My Proficiency, I Became a Legend

Chapter 30 – Reactions From All Walks of Life, Cross-Border Kendo Is Unlocked

The vast desert of Alabasta, bathed in golden sand, bore witness to an earth-shattering event—the sudden emergence of a sword technique so profound that it rippled across the world in an instant.

Throughout the Grand Line and beyond, legendary swordsmen instinctively reacted as the mysterious sword light pierced the heavens. The world's most revered blades—each carrying the will of its wielder—trembled in resonance. These weapons, steeped in history and bloodshed, had long transcended mere steel. Infused with their owners' Haki, determination, and battle-hardened souls, they had become more than just tools of war. (Refer to the cursed blade Kitetsu III and the infamous Shodai Kitetsu.)

In the turbulent New World, aboard the Moby Dick, the bisento Cong Yunqie vibrated lightly in Whitebeard's grasp. His sharp, battle-worn eyes narrowed as he sensed its reaction. The corners of his crescent-shaped mustache curled upward.

"Gurararara…!!"

Edward Newgate's signature laughter echoed across the ship. The sea churned violently, as if responding to his amusement.

"Cong Yunqie hasn't reacted like this in decades… Whoever you are, you've earned the old man's attention."

The Whitebeard Pirates turned their heads in curiosity.

"Father, what's going on?" Marco asked, pushing his sunglasses up.

Whitebeard waved him off with a knowing smile before glancing meaningfully at Vista, the Flower Sword. A man who could cause Cong Yunqie to stir before even meeting him was no ordinary swordsman.

"Little ones! We're having a feast!"

A roar of excitement erupted on the ship. After all, in the pirate world, nothing celebrated the arrival of a powerful figure like a grand banquet.

Meanwhile, in the New World's lawless territories, Red-Haired Shanks felt the Griffon at his waist pulsate. He smirked and took a deep swig of sake.

"Looks like another monster has joined the world of swordsmen. I wonder when Luffy and I will cross paths again…"

He raised his cup high.

"Alright, boys! Let's drink!"

"Ohhh!!"

At Mariejois, atop the Red Line, the Five Elders convened. The eldest among them, the wielder of the legendary Shodai Kitetsu, felt an unnatural shift in his blade. His eyes narrowed.

"What is it?" another elder asked.

"There's been a disturbance in the world of swords… This is no ordinary swordsman. Whoever it is, they will one day stand at the peak."

A heavy silence filled the chamber before one of them issued an order.

"Contact Sengoku. Deploy CP9. Focus on the New World."

At Shakky's Rip-Off Bar in Sabaody Archipelago, Silvers Rayleigh, the former right-hand of the Pirate King, chuckled as his old blade stirred at his side.

"Kendo… so, the world is about to shake again." He raised a toast. "Roger, it's been a long time. Let's drink to the new generation."

Elsewhere, on a lonely stretch of sea, Dracule Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman, stood atop his small coffin boat. Yoru, his mighty black blade, nearly leaped from his back.

A glint of excitement flashed in Mihawk's hawk-like eyes. Unlike Whitebeard, whose strength lay in his Gura Gura no Mi, or Shanks, who wielded Haoshoku Haki, Mihawk was a pure swordsman—the pinnacle of his craft.

"This power… A new path in swordsmanship has been forged. Whoever you are, I will be waiting at the summit of the way of the sword."

Alabasta – The Impact of a Divine Blade

In the sun-scorched ruins of Alabasta's deserts, Nico Robin stood frozen, her breath caught in her throat. The scene before her defied all reason.

Dongze's single slash had not only cleaved through miles of desert but had also carved a rift in the very sky. Above them, where there had once been drifting clouds, a cloudless window to the full moon now shone through.

A miracle? Or divine punishment?

The wind, once roaring with sand and fury, had vanished, leaving behind only an eerie silence. The desert, once an endless sea of shifting dunes, now bore a scar so deep that it seemed to defy the natural order.

Robin covered her mouth, her wide eyes unable to look away.

"Could he be… a god?" she whispered.

The shockwaves of this feat had reached the Royal Palace of Alabasta and the Baroque Works agents stationed throughout the country. But by the time they arrived at the scene, Dongze and Robin were gone—leaving only the unfathomable chasm in their wake.

The Royal Tombs – The Truth of Pluton

Two days later, beneath the shadow of Alubarna, Dongze led Robin into the depths of the ancient royal tombs. With precise movements, he activated a hidden mechanism, revealing a dimly lit passage that led to a monolithic stone slab—the Poneglyph.

Robin's eyes widened in disbelief.

He knew exactly where it was…

As she began translating the ancient text, her expression darkened. The inscription spoke not of the Void Century, but of Pluton—a battleship of unparalleled destruction, capable of wiping islands off the map with a single blast.

Robin hesitated. She had spent her life searching for the truth, yet now she found herself fearing the consequences of this knowledge. But when Dongze casually asked, "What does it say?" she knew—this was a test.

Would she conceal the truth?

Taking a deep breath, Robin read aloud.

"Pluton… an apocalyptic warship, once under the jurisdiction of the ancient Ministry of Science and Technology…"

Her voice was steady, betraying no emotion. She revealed everything—the ship's history, its terrifying capabilities, and even its last known location.

Then, a soft sound broke the tense silence.

A gentle snore.

Robin turned and saw Dongze sprawled out on the ground, arms behind his head, fast asleep.

She let out a quiet chuckle.

He doesn't care about Pluton at all…

Shaking her head, she sat beside him and continued translating the rest of the text.

But just as she reached the final passage, Dongze's eyes snapped open. His normally calm gaze filled with shock as he stared at the Poneglyph.

A strange, glowing inscription appeared before him.

World Will (Unlocked): 1/10

Kendo (Small Thousand World Locked): 1/10

Dongze muttered under his breath.

"…What is this?"