One Piece: Mandala Swordsman

Chapter 283 Absorption of Light Energy

Plants prefer sunny locations.

In this respect, Borsalino's Glint-Glint Fruit is still a very attractive fruit for Roman, the user of the Forest-Forest Fruit.

For a powerful being like Borsalino, even the slightest emotional fluctuation will cause the energy of light to overflow.

This level of naturalness is as natural as lava erupting from Sakazuki's head when he's angry, or water freezing around Kuzan when he's furious.

Roman, adept at absorbing all this overflowing energy, captured it.

These things were absolutely delicious to her.

The more she absorbs, the more vitality she will have.

Now she is more energetic and can handle military affairs with ease.

She would also sometimes exchange feelings with Borsalino.

Yes, it was a genuine exchange of feelings.

For example:

"Speaking of which, I've been here with you for half a year now. I'd like to know how you cultivated this skill of timing your movements."

"Oh, why is your skin always in such poor condition... I don't even think you're working very hard."

"You've sent Lieutenant General Sakazuki to patrol the New World for you? You've done it three times already. You must be a really good friend of Lieutenant General Sakazuki."

Borusalino's attitude towards these things was simply to keep muttering to himself:

Here it comes again, here it comes again, here it comes again!!!

Borsalino was helpless.

Having Roman as a subordinate is indeed a very convenient thing.

She is incredibly efficient at handling things.

As long as I entrust things to her, I basically don't have to worry about them.

And thanks to him, my life has become increasingly leisurely.

Once the tea is brewed, Borsalino can leisurely watch Roman handle it.

Meanwhile, Sakazuki, who was next to him, was constantly stressed about military affairs and would lose his temper at the drop of a hat.

Compared to him, I seem ridiculously leisurely.

As for Kuzan, forget it. Mr. Sengoku should be thanking his lucky stars that he can come to work on time every day.

Borsalino also appreciated Roman's contributions to his work.

But sometimes, Borsalino really wished that kid was mute.

Her sharp tongue remained unchanged, delivering a heavy blow to him every day and constantly provoking him, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

So while listening to Roman's words, Borsalino turned his gaze to the sky outside the window and pretended to be deaf.

It seems like they don't want to talk to me.

But it doesn't matter, Roman doesn't care about this.

She didn't want to say anything to Borsalino anyway.

The reason she was so sarcastic with Borsalino was simply to create a ripple in his emotions.

Once a fluctuation occurs, the energy of light within his body will overflow uncontrollably.

This release of power, which even the person himself could hardly perceive, could be easily detected by Roman.

In short, the more volatile Borsalino's emotions are, the more spirited Roman becomes.

The vines that his elemental body has now transformed into are much thicker than before.

This demonstrates that the absorption of this energy is effective.

If the properties of a fruit are properly utilized, then it is entirely possible to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Since Borsalino has this effect, why don't I use it myself?

Roman felt it would be a huge loss not to take advantage of a good way to become stronger.

He slacks off all day long, while I'm working diligently. Can't I earn a little extra money?

Is there a problem?

no problem.

Roman thought with absolute certainty.

"By the way, Lieutenant General Borsalino, I have something to say." Although Borsalino didn't want to talk to her, and she wasn't particularly enthusiastic about chatting with him, she had to take the initiative this time because she genuinely had something to tell him.

"Go ahead and say it." Seeing that Roman didn't seem to have any intention of mocking him, Borsalino also began to respond lazily.

At the same time, I'm glad that I can finally have some peace and quiet.

"I need to go to Fishman Island with some fishmen."

"Fishman Island? It's not conscription time yet!"

"These are some personal matters, not for work purposes."

private?

Borsalino felt his eyelid twitch violently, and a bad feeling welled up inside him.

"You wouldn't...you're not planning something again, are you?!"

However, after hesitating for a moment, Borsalino ultimately did not say it.

He was also afraid of Roman's words.

Once she said those words, Roman would almost certainly not utter anything she wanted to hear.

"So this counts as your leave application?"

After all, Roman brought up "personal matters."

"Hmm, that doesn't seem like a bad idea."

However, Roman wasn't taking a vacation; she genuinely had something to take care of.

But there's no need to tell Borsalino about this.

"So please approve it."

"That's too heartless."

Borusalino has just returned from vacation.

In other words, barring unforeseen circumstances, he can no longer rest in the short term.

In other words, he can no longer rely on Roman's help with his recent workload.

This is certainly not a good thing for Borsalino.

He was originally a somewhat lazy person.

"I really don't want to give any instructions."

"If that's the case..."

"However, Major General Roman has indeed been working very hard lately, and I think I should be understanding."

Upon hearing Roman's sudden change of tone, Borsalino quickly changed his tune.

That was a wise choice.

It seems Borsalino is well aware that if things don't go his way, neither should he expect them to go too smoothly.

As for the reason, it's actually very simple.

This all started yesterday...

Early in the morning, Roman had just gotten up when he found a group of mermen surrounding Borsalino's office.

Of course, they weren't looking for Borsalino, but for Roman.

After all, Roman was their instructor and could make many decisions for the fishmen.

Although Roman no longer directly manages them, she still holds power over the merfolk.

Of course, this also includes whether or not one can take a vacation.

If you want to return to your hometown, you need to report to Roman.

But there are so many people...

Upon seeing Roman, he immediately greeted him, appearing quite excited.

Even the usually calm Jinbe was having trouble controlling his emotions.

Roman had already guessed some of what was going on.

"Jinbe, what's going on?"

"Ah, Roman, we're sorry to bother you so early in the morning. It's not appropriate to ask to go home now, but we just couldn't resist."

"What happened?"

"Brother Tiger has come home. We want to go see him; we haven't seen him for three years."

Under the warm sunlight, Jinbe and the other fish-men's smiles were especially radiant.

Tiger?

Roman's expression was quite subtle upon receiving this answer.

Have you finally returned from hell?