Naruto: Copy System

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“Is Red Count dealt with?”

Olvia asked as Shin and the others returned, though she couldn’t help but notice the strange expression on her daughter’s face.

‘Did Shin bully Robin?’ That was Olvia’s first thought.

“Of course we took care of him. With Shin on the case, was there ever any doubt? I just wish I’d had more of a chance to fight,” Hancock said, still a little unsatisfied.

In truth, Hancock had gotten a shot in—a single sword strike that had sent the Red Count flying back toward them. Of course, even if she hadn’t, he never would have escaped Shin.

“That was fast…”

Olvia remarked, marveling at how quickly a legendary figure had been dealt with. She was still young when the Red Count roamed the seas, but she had heard plenty about his infamous reputation.

“Dealing with a minor player like the Red Count is a quick job,” Shin said with a smile.

Though, he had to admit, the Red Count’s Devil Fruit was interesting. If it hadn’t allowed him to cling to life for a bit longer, the fight would have been over even faster.

“By the way, Olvia, make sure this news gets out. All those old-timers who broke out of Impel Down… they’ve been locked away for so long, they don’t fear anything. They need a reminder of how the world works now.”

It wasn’t that Shin had a personal grudge against them, he just wanted to send a message to avoid future trouble.

“Right. I’m on it.” Olvia nodded. The news of the Red Count’s death should be enough to make those legendary pirates think twice.

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Before long, the story of Shin killing the Red Count had spread across the seas.

With News Coos, information traveled fast.

“The Red Count killed by Shin Uzumaki…”

The pirates who had escaped Impel Down looked grim. They had been imprisoned for decades and had never even heard of Shin. They knew of Whitebeard and his power. If he were still called the “World’s Strongest Man,” they wouldn’t have questioned it.

But now, that title belonged to Shin—a title that practically painted a target on your back.

Of course, some of the old pirates would never accept it. Shin had anticipated that.

That was precisely why he’d spread the news. The Red Count’s name might not mean much in this era, but to the pirates of his time, he was a legend, a man who stood on equal footing with Whitebeard.

After hearing the news, fear settled in their hearts.

For now, at least, they wouldn’t be stupid enough to mess with Shin. Of course, if any of them were bold enough to try, Shin wouldn’t mind wiping them all out.

“The Red Count is gone, too. Fewer and fewer people from my era are left,” Whitebeard said with a sigh.

Roger had died over twenty years ago. Shiki was dead. Now, even the Red Count was gone. If it hadn’t been for Shin, Whitebeard himself would have fallen at the Summit War.

“That fool Redfield… he must have pissed off Shin Uzumaki. He brought it on himself,” Garp remarked after hearing the news. He then went to find Sengoku for a drink.

Sengoku had since retired and was now training new recruits, leaving the Marines in Akainu’s hands. He had plenty of time for a drink with Garp.

Akainu had inherited a total mess. The Marines’ situation was far from ideal. The losses from the Summit War were immense, and they still hadn’t fully recovered.

Furthermore, Marineford was no longer suitable as Marine Headquarters. Akainu was planning to move into the New World. All the major pirates were in the New World.

Akainu wanted to establish a new Marine Headquarters there to directly confront them. If all went according to plan—the New World would become the main stage, while the first half of the Grand Line would be left to the small-timers.

The seas fell into a strange, temporary calm. The major battles were over, and even Whitebeard had temporarily halted his pursuit of Blackbeard.

The Summit War had taken a heavy toll not just on the Marines, but on the Whitebeard Pirates as well. In fact, they had fared much worse.

Of their sixteen divisions, only nine remained, and the allied fleets that had followed them were scattered and broken. Even if they wanted to take on Blackbeard, they didn’t have the strength. They had to wait.

There was also the matter of Kaido, who had now allied with Blackbeard. To get to Blackbeard, they’d have to go through Kaido.

So, Whitebeard had no choice but to bide his time. It was a temporary truce, not a surrender. Once the Whitebeard Pirates recovered, Blackbeard would be their first target.

As for Shin, he had no interest in disrupting this fragile peace. He was busy training Nami.

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Shin, who had grown increasingly lazy, had no desire to train Nami. But her constant pestering had finally worn him down. He had no choice but to agree.

“Since you want to learn Observation Haki, don’t blame me for being rough.”

Shin warned Nami. That’s right, Shin was now teaching Nami Observation Haki. She had already mastered Armament Haki, but Observation Haki still eluded her. Still, for Nami, her progress was already incredibly fast.

“So, how exactly are you planning to train me?”

Nami suddenly had a bad feeling and asked Shin warily.

Shin’s face broke into a faint smile.

Seeing that smile, Nami’s unease grew. Was he planning to take advantage of the situation and bully her?

“Don’t even think about backing out now. It’s too late for regrets.”

Shin sensed her hesitation and cut her off.

“I’m not! I have no regrets,” Nami said, though she was already second-guessing her decision.

“Good. I’ve prepared a special training regimen for you. You have to stick with it. Don’t give up halfway, or all my hard work will be for nothing,” Shin said, his tone heavy with meaning.

“Nami’s biggest mistake was probably asking Shin to train her. It looks like he’s going to make her regret this,” Robin mused, watching with interest.

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