Konoha's Medical Ninja: One Punch to beat up Madara

Chapter 337: Chapter 337: Not Pirates



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Colt was a true master of ninjutsu, a title he earned through an unparalleled command of countless jutsu and secret techniques.

Across the ninja world, his mastery was undisputed. From conventional jutsu to the rarest Kekkei Genkai, and even the god-like powers of the Six Paths Senjutsu, there was simply no rival who could stand against him.

His [Wood Style] was said to surpass even Hashirama Senju's legendary prowess, and his ocular abilities eclipsed those of Madara Uchiha, making him a force of nature on the battlefield. Yet, despite his unmatched strength, Colt's favorite technique remained the Thousand Flowing Feathers-a breathtaking creation of his own design.

Though its name suggested a thousand feathers, the reality was far more overwhelming- three thousand radiant, razor-sharp feathers that scattered in all directions. This technique was enough to send even the bravest foes into retreat, as each feather carried an unmatched precision and lethality.

Ironically, Colt's immense power often rendered such techniques unnecessary.

Few battles ever required him to unleash that technique in combination with [Ten No Shiso] and the [Flying Thunder God].

His dominance meant that most conflicts ended before they truly began.

While others might revel in such supremacy, Colt sometimes found it dull-invincibility robbed him of the thrill of challenge.

As he stood aboard his newly built ship, a sense of nostalgia due to the name he had chosen, crept into his thoughts.

Robin and Nami watched him silently.

They then nodded as Colt shared the name he'd chosen for the vessel.

Nami, always the pragmatist, spoke up. "Since you've already named it, have you thought about designing a pirate flag?" she asked.

Her words struck a chord. A pirate flag wasn't just decoration; it was a declaration of identity and strength. Take Whitebeard's flag, for example-it symbolized protection and power so great that even the boldest feared provoking him. His flag alone ensured Fish-Man Island's safety, a feat few could replicate.

Colt shook his head.

"We're not pirates," he corrected.

"We're just innocent people wrongly labeled as criminals by the corrupt Marines."

Iceberg, who had been listening on the sidelines, couldn't help but twitch at the irony.

"If you're wanted by the Marines, doesn't that still make you a pirate?" he muttered under his breath.

Robin, suppressing a chuckle, recalled the countless times Nami had framed their situation in terms of piracy, only for Colt to vehemently correct her.

This sensitivity to the title puzzled Robin.

To her, being labeled a pirate wasn't inherently bad.

Even great figures like Dr. Clover, the pride of Ohara, had been wanted by the Marines.

But to Colt, admitting he was a pirate was an affront to someone who had once ruled over an entire world.

In the end, Nami surrendered, raising her hands in defeat.

Still, Colt humored her request, sketching a pirate flag on the spot.

The design featured two pure white wings shining against a stark black background.

"I'll call it the Sky Wings," Colt declared, admiring his handiwork.

He felt a tinge of pride-his practice in drawing had finally paid off. The thought of showing this off to Yakumo brought a smile to his face.

After confirming the design, he generously provided the funds to Iceberg, and the ship was ready to sail.

Before setting off, Nami deftly maneuvered the new ship beside their old one, ensuring all their belongings were transferred over. They then spent time decorating their quarters to suit their preferences.

Thanks once again to Sasuke's financial support.

The next morning, their journey resumed.

"We need to call Aokiji and ask for the location of Amazon Lily," Colt asked of Robin.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The Island was hidden deep within the Calm Belt, and only a select few knew its precise coordinates.

Robin, flipping through a book, paused and smiled slyly.

"Are you going there just to see the world's most beautiful woman, Boa Hancock?"

Colt rolled his eyes. "Give me a break. Do you think I'd travel that far just to meet a pretty face?"

Then, with a playful smirk, he added, "Besides, I'm sure that you're no less stunning than Hancock."

Robin's lips curled into a charming smile. Colt's compliment left her pleasantly surprised and determined to care for her skin even more.

Back in her quarters, she retrieved the communication device used to contact Aokiji.

She then gave it to Colt.

When the line connected, the slug mimicked Aokiji's relaxed yet slightly surprised expression.

"Didn't we just speak a couple of days ago?"

Colt cut straight to the point.

"I need the coordinates for Amazon Lily."

"That's the Pirate Empress's territory, right? I don't have the details, but Marine HQ does.

Hold on, I'll get the info."

Aokiji replied.

As Colt prepared to end the call, Aokiji interrupted.

"Before you go-"

"What now?" Colt asked, annoyed.

"That Hancock has a pretty fiery personality. Try to not cause any trouble-especially since

you already have Robin and that other one with you-"

Click!

Colt slammed the receiver, his face dark.

"I'll definitely get back at Aokiji for this," he muttered, irritated by the insinuations.

Robin, finding his reaction amusing, couldn't suppress her laughter. Aokiji's fatherly concern

warmed her heart.

"Don't laugh," Colt was annoyed.

"When Aokiji sends the coordinates, give them to Nami—and make sure you explain clearly

that my relationship with you is purely professional."

Robin raised a brow. "Professional? What else could it be?"

"Besides, aren't you married anyway? And to multiple women"

"Yeah,"

"When will we get to see them?" she asked curiously.

Colt shrugged as he walked away. "It's not the time yet to bring them into this, but soon...

very soon."