One Piece: Mandala Swordsman

Chapter 245: A force that threatens you has already appeared.

"Is it okay for her to distract the navy by herself?" Beckman didn't resist much when he saw the red-haired woman tugging at his sleeve.

“No problem. Unlike me, she’s quite skilled,” the red-haired woman replied.

"I don't need your help to evade the Navy."

Beckman is indeed pragmatic.

Given his strength, the navy of the West Sea is indeed nothing.

Returning to the first half of the Grand Line, given the strength of their crew, it was practically like a vacation.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Shanks and the other crew members out of his sight.

To be honest, their absurdity always exceeds our imagination.

However, Sihai is safe after all, so it's unlikely that anything will happen to them.

"I know you are a pirate from the New World, and this little bit of the Navy won't affect you, but I still have to take you somewhere," the red-haired woman said softly.

Although he didn't know what she was planning, Beckman didn't really feel there was anything to worry about.

Because, as she said, the woman in front of her was very frail.

His own Observation Haki didn't detect anything unusual about the surrounding environment.

And even though she was wearing a veil, it was clear that she was a great beauty.

So Beckman, being a gentleman, did not resist and let the red-haired woman in front of him lead him away.

However, this relaxed expression completely vanished upon seeing the wreckage of the battle.

This is complete chaos.

The dried bloodstains, broken sand and gravel, and sunken ground all testify to the great battle that once took place here.

This reminded Beckman of the commotion he had heard earlier that morning.

Shanks, unusually, didn't want to join in the fun, so he didn't take it too seriously.

However, these battle marks could not possibly belong to a power at the level of the Four Seas.

The huge knife marks on the ground, in particular, made Beckman's heart tighten.

This level of slashing power is definitely not something an ordinary swordsman can produce.

And here's the broken ground.

Beckman could tell that it had been pierced entirely by brute force.

There were also huge footprints, which were probably left by Zoan-type Devil Fruit users after they transformed.

There were other signs of fighting around, but compared to the others, the impact was much smaller.

It appears that two groups of people are fighting.

The leader is likely a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user, and his brute strength is also immense.

The other leader should be the swordsman.

The fight between the two caused such devastating destruction.

But why would someone with such combat power appear in the West Sea?

Were they here for them?

Navy? Pirates?

"This country has arrived with the power to threaten you. That's what I want to tell you, and these battle scars are the best proof."

"What do you know?" Beckman's gaze toward the red-haired woman was no longer frivolous, but rather serious.

"The powerful forces of the Navy Headquarters have learned of your whereabouts and have arrived. Although I do not know your combat strength, once the battle begins, your comrades may also be injured. I think it is unnecessary for you to go to war with the Navy, so I am giving you this warning."

Beckman's expression turned serious again.

"The reason we haven't attacked you yet is because we encountered a Devil Fruit user named Snow, who took a disaster for you."

Snow?

It turned out to be the case.

Beckman was also aware of this pirate from the New World, after all, they were in the same line of work.

It seems that the pirate crew that had been tracking their crew all along was the one led by Snow.

They were just unlucky; they ran into the navy first.

This explains the appearance of the enormous footprints; it's Snow's ability.

"In that case, do you know who the navy personnel who came are?"

While questioning the red-haired woman, Beckman is also investigating various other possibilities.

"I'm sorry, I don't know either, but please be careful of people with superhuman strength. At least this kind of scene couldn't have been created by just an ordinary swordsman and a Devil Fruit user."

That's right.

Beckman could tell that this swordsman had directly confronted Snow head-on.

The direct clash between their domineering auras is what caused such immense destruction.

Are there any Marines who can directly confront Zoan-type Devil Fruit users with brute force?

Swordsmen mostly rely on skill, and Beckman couldn't immediately guess who this swordsman with brute force was.

However, if it's a strongman-like figure, their appearance often leaves a very deep impression, making the possibility and success rate of sneaking up on them extremely low.

However, this is indeed a warning.

This means they can no longer view this place with a vacation mindset.

Moreover, if a war breaks out, the navy here will definitely be alerted.

Although Beckman is not afraid of trouble, he clearly does not want to cause any trouble.

"So what is the purpose of your advice to us? Is there anything you want?" Beckman thought for a moment, then looked at the red-haired girl with a probing look in his eyes.

The reason they went to such lengths to remind them was to make a deal with them, so what did they want?

"What we want is not the present, but to leave you with a memory."

"what?"

He, who was usually so clever, was a little slow to react.

She slowly removed her veil, revealing a delicate face.

"Please come here for a moment."