Senior Brother Momonga is Not a Chicken!

The G-1 Branch training field buzzed with activity.

Bartolomeo and his crew, despite their exhaustion, kept up with the Marine drills. Their colorful mohawk hairstyles seemed to fuel their relentless running!

"Come on, you lot! Give it your all! Don't let them think we're weak!" Bartolomeo shouted, his own mohawk bobbing with each stride.

"Mohawks are the best!" they yelled in response, their voices echoing across the field.

Their flamboyant presence was impossible to ignore. The "Mohawk Formation," as some Marines called them, drew the attention of everyone in the fortress. Even high-ranking officers, hearing the commotion, came to witness the spectacle. The sight of the colorful mohawks left many speechless.

"Pfft!" Some officers struggled to contain their laughter.

However, not everyone appreciated the spectacle. Some officers viewed the Mohawk Formation as a disgrace to the branch.

"You! Stop right there!" boomed a voice.

"Thousand Man Slayer" Yuchimura, commander of the Tenth Fleet, blocked their path, his scarred face contorted with anger. He had just returned from a mission to find this outrageous display.

"Who do you work for?!" he demanded.

"Huh?" Bartolomeo casually picked at his earwax, then flicked it onto Yuchimura's face.

Yuchimura's eyes widened in disbelief. He touched his cheek, stared at the earwax on his fingertip, and his mind went blank.

But the humiliation didn't end there.

"Behehehe," Bartolomeo taunted, "You wanna know who we work for? Why should I tell you? Go on, try and hit me!"

"What?!" Yuchimura's eyes turned bloodshot. He had been insulted and mocked in the most disgusting way possible.

That was the last straw!

"I'm going to kill you!" Yuchimura roared, drawing his sword. He leaped towards Bartolomeo, gripping the blade with both hands and swinging it down towards Barto's shoulder. Although furious, he still held back, intending only to teach him a lesson, not to kill him.

However…

"Clang!"

The blade stopped abruptly, inches from Bartolomeo, unable to move further no matter how hard Yuchimura pushed.

Then, a powerful force rebounded from the blade, slamming back into Yuchimura's body. Caught off guard, he spat out blood and went flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

Silence fell over the training field.

"Rear Admiral Yuchimura!" his subordinates rushed to his aid, their gazes filled with anger and hostility towards Bartolomeo.

"Bastard! What did you do to Rear Admiral Yuchimura?!" several officers charged towards Bartolomeo, but as their fists and feet connected, they too spat out blood and went flying, just like Yuchimura.

The Marines were dumbfounded. How could Rear Admiral Yuchimura and his men be defeated so easily by an ordinary Marine?

The officers' expressions turned grim.

"He's a Devil Fruit user!" one of them exclaimed.

The arrogant Marine must have a Devil Fruit power! But what ability could be so powerful as to defeat Yuchimura so quickly?

Hearing the commotion, Roya arrived to find officers sprawled on the ground and Bartolomeo looking smug. It wasn't hard to guess what had happened.

"Barto, what's going on?" Roya asked.

"Behehehe, Colonel, that grumpy guy with the scars attacked me, but I didn't do anything back, I swear!"

Having learned from Roya, Bartolomeo had become quite cunning. He shouted to his crew, "You all saw it, right? He just fell over all by himself. It had nothing to do with me."

"That's right! We all saw it!"

"That Marine attacked Big Brother Barto for no reason and then flew away on his own! He's faking his injuries to blame Big Brother Barto!"

"Hey, you guys saw it too, right?!" the crew clamored, even asking the surrounding Marines for confirmation.

Roya's eyes twinkled with amusement, secretly impressed by Bartolomeo's performance. He was turning into a fine soldier.

The Marines exchanged uneasy glances. From their perspective, Rear Admiral Yuchimura had indeed attacked first, and the green-haired Mohawk hadn't retaliated at all.

"Oh, I see!" Roya said, feigning understanding. He turned to Yuchimura, who was being helped to his feet, and asked in a cold voice, "They are my subordinates. May I ask, who gave you the right to attack a colleague without permission?"

"You!" Yuchimura sputtered, his mouth full of blood. He looked at the unfamiliar Roya, trying to figure out who he was. When did the Branch get someone like this?

But his anger remained.

"Your subordinates violated military discipline! Of course I have the right to punish them!"

"Military discipline? What military discipline did they violate?" Roya narrowed his eyes, anticipating this. His flamboyant crew was bound to attract attention and resentment.

"Hehehe, a perfect opportunity," he thought.

"Get out of the way!" Yuchimura pushed away his subordinates, glaring at Roya, his anger fueled by the sight of Roya's mohawk. They were definitely in cahoots!

"This is a military camp, not a chicken coop! Your antics are ruining the G-1 Fortress' reputation, and you deny it!"

"Wait a minute, chicken? While I think this is unlikely, I want to be sure to avoid any misunderstandings," Roya replied.

Roya's smile vanished. He pushed his hair up with both hands and roared, "The chicken you're talking about, wouldn't happen to be this super stylish mohawk of mine, would it?!"

"What? Am I wrong?" Yuchimura sneered, digging his own grave. "This is a place of justice, not a chicken coop! Keeping such a ridiculous hairstyle, are you trying to embarrass the G-1 Branch?!"

I certainly am, Roya thought.

Roya forcibly suppressed his laughter and asked with a cold expression, "May I ask, Mr. Rear Admiral, what is your name?"

"Yuchimura!" he declared.

"So, it's the 'Thousand Man Slayer' Rear Admiral Yuchimura. I've heard so much about you!" Roya cupped his fist in a mock salute, then turned to Bartolomeo and asked, "Rear Admiral Yuchimura just 'slayed' you, is that right?"

"Yes, Colonel," Bartolomeo nodded eagerly, although he didn't fully understand Roya's plan.

"The situation is dire!" Roya declared, his face solemn. "This Rear Admiral Yuchimura is incredibly powerful, having slain over a thousand powerful enemies, hence the title 'Thousand Man Slayer'!"

"Not only does he slay people, but Rear Admiral Yuchimura can easily cleave open a mountain. His sword strikes are so fast that they can't even be seen with the naked eye!"

"He has already slain you, but your bodies haven't realized it yet. Although you appear unharmed, you are covered in invisible wounds!"

"Do you understand?" Roya asked.

Huh??? Bartolomeo and his crew were stunned for a moment, then quickly caught on.

"Ahhh, my leg! My leg has been chopped off by Rear Admiral Yuchimura!" Bartolomeo screamed, falling to the ground and clutching his knee. His crew immediately followed suit.

"Ahhh, such a terrifying slash!"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Doctor, call a doctor quickly!"

"It hurts so much, all the bones in my body are about to break!"

"Help, help!"

Over two hundred people were rolling around and screaming, startling all the Marines. Could Yuchimura have actually slashed them? Was the earlier spitting of blood a side effect of some technique?

The watching officers were also dumbfounded. Where did these clowns come from? Their acting is ridiculous!

Roya smirked and turned to Yuchimura.

"Rear Admiral Yuchimura, all of my subordinates have been severely wounded by your slashes. I will report this matter to Headquarters, and you can expect your punishment!"

"Also, we keep our super stylish mohawks to honor Vice Admiral Momonga, and you're making veiled criticisms of Vice Admiral Momonga!"

"Rear Admiral Yuchimura, are you dissatisfied with Vice Admiral Momonga's hairstyle?"

"By the way, Vice Admiral Momonga is my Senior Brother, so I cannot ignore this insult!"

Yuchimura was speechless. I didn't! Don't say such nonsense! This is bad. How could I forget that Vice Admiral Momonga also has a mohawk?

Roya took a deep breath, and his angry roar echoed throughout the G-1 Branch.

"Senior Brother Momonga is not a chicken!"

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