One Piece: Groudon the Beasts

Chapter 312 Hawkeye: I Just Want a Peaceful Life
The next day, morning.

After fighting for a full day and night, Fujitora and Hawkeye tacitly stopped, both knowing that to determine a winner, they had to risk their lives.

Masters compete with each other, until the point is reached.

Fujitora exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Your swordsmanship is truly admirable. In terms of swordsmanship alone, I am no match for you."

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Hawkeye didn't mince words.

He had absolute confidence in his swordsmanship. Fujitora was indeed very strong, but his swordsmanship was slightly inferior to his.

But combat is not just about swordsmanship.

Aura, willpower, and ability are all part of one's own strength. He does not require other swordsmen to use only swordsmanship when dueling with him.

The two returned to the castle.

"Clap clap clap!"

Goode, who had been waiting for a long time, clapped his hands in praise.

"That was a fantastic match, unlike mine which ended so quickly."

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Fujitora and Hawkeye were speechless.

Is this praising them or insulting them?

"Now that you've finished here."

Goode pondered for a moment.

"Hawkeye, want to talk?"

"it is good."

Hawkeye's words are concise and to the point.

In fact, the moment he saw the Seraph appear, he sensed that his status as a Shichibukai would not last long, and he even considered a way out.

More than a decade ago, in his youthful arrogance, he hunted down famous swordsmen, many of whom were from the navy, earning him the title of "Naval Hunter".

Therefore, without his title, he would definitely be hunted down by the Navy, and the only places he could go were the New World and the Hoenn government's territory.

He had actually considered buying a house in the Hoenn community, preferably on Beehive Island, so that he could live a quiet life and, when he got bored, find a master to spar with.

But the housing prices are just too expensive!

Villas on Beehive Island are now worth 500 million Berries each.

He disdained plundering the people and rarely engaged in piracy, relying mainly on other pirates for his livelihood.

I have enough money, but not enough to buy a house.

However, even in the Hoenn community on other islands, the price of villas is quite outrageous, and he finds ordinary apartments too noisy.

He wants to buy a villa, preferably with a large yard, where he can grow some grains, vegetables, and fruits to be self-sufficient.

That's right!

He, Djordjerk Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman, doesn't want to get involved in conflicts; he just wants to live a peaceful life.

The Hoenn community is a perfect symbol of peace and tranquility, and its convenient location perfectly meets his needs.

The banquet table is ready.

Goode sat in the main seat and spoke with a smile.

I have three suggestions.

"First, go to the North Sea. You can apply for adventurer status from the Hoenn government. As long as you don't do evil, you won't be wanted. It's similar to being a bounty hunter."

"Adventurer?"

Hawkeye's eyes flickered slightly.

Goode explained, "There are too many people who want to go out to sea to explore. Besides pirates, there are also people who crave freedom and adventure."

"Therefore, we in Hoenn have specially formulated an adventurer policy. When adventurers go out to sea, in addition to fighting pirates to earn income, if they discover new islands or special sea areas, they can go to the Hoenn government to receive rewards."

"Adventurers can also accept quests issued by us in Hoenn, such as rescue and finding missing persons, exploring specific areas, etc."

Goode gave a brief explanation.

The adventurer policy primarily aims to provide a relatively stable source of income for capable individuals who venture out to sea, preventing them from becoming evil pirates who plunder the populace.

It's a disguised way of maintaining public order.

Goode continued.

"Secondly, the Cross Guild!"

"Ok?"

Hawkeye frowned. He had just fought with the Cross Guild.

Goode's lips curled up: "The Cross Guild is a loose alliance of strongmen. Apart from Bucky the Clown, who is the nominal leader, the officers are all equal in status. No one needs to trust anyone else, which makes it quite a good sanctuary."

"Shelter"

Hawkeye understood what Goode meant.

He did want to find a sanctuary, but he didn't want to be a lackey. If the Cross Guild was really as Goode said, he might consider it.

What is your relationship with the Cross Guild?

"I am the largest shareholder."

Goode rubbed his hands together.

"But don't worry, apart from the matter of the wanted Navy, I won't interfere with the Cross Guild in other aspects. You can do whatever you want. Crocodile has a Utopia Project, you might be interested."

"understood."

Hawkeye nodded slowly.

I'm going to have to go to the new world eventually, so I'll check out the Cross Guild. If it's a good fit, I'll stay; if not, I'll look for another path.

"There is one last suggestion."

Goode smiled and said, "You can stay in my Hoenn community. Don't worry about the safety; no one will interfere with your new life."

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Hawkeye remained silent.

He can't afford it!
Good continued, "Actually, these three suggestions can be implemented simultaneously without any conflict. Staying in one place for too long can get boring."

"Of course, this is just a suggestion. If you have other plans, you can do whatever you want."

"All I ask for is that you resign from your position as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. I ask for nothing else. As compensation, this is for you."

Goode took out a gold card from his pocket and handed it to Hawkeye: "This is our Groudon Company's Diamond VIP membership card. You can use it to redeem a house in any Hoenn community, either an apartment or a villa."

"As a diamond member, the property management department provides multiple benefits such as rice, flour, and cooking oil every year. You can also get discounts when you buy goods in our store. In short, it's quite practical, and I consider it a small compensation for myself."

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Hawkeye's eyelid twitched.

This is it!

This is exactly what he wants!
But he understood the principle that "he who eats another's food is bound to him, and he who takes another's money is bound to him." Although it was compensation, he didn't just take it without permission.

"Snapped."

Hawkeye placed his hand on the card, his expression extremely somber.

Goode smiled broadly and raised his glass in a gesture of greeting.

"Shall we have a drink?"

"it is good."

Hawkeye carefully put away the membership card, picked up the glass of red wine, took a small sip, and his eyes showed a slight change.

"This wine."

"You like it?"

"Yeah, very good."

"Haha, it seems you know a lot about wine."

Goode nodded with a smile.

This is the wine on his ship. Regardless of its quality, it must be the most expensive, and the taste is quite good.

"I don't have much stock on my ship. I'll have someone move ten boxes for you later, and I'll send more when we get back."

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Ten boxes!

Hawkeye took a deep breath.

High-end red wine is quite expensive; a single bottle can sell for hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of dollars.

They're really rich and powerful!

I want to refuse, but I can't bring myself to say it.

His favorite drink is red wine. High-end red wine is not only expensive, but also very difficult to buy. It is only sold on some very famous islands.

Hawkeye frowned, his sharp gaze fixed on Goode. Had this guy investigated him? How did he know all about his needs?

Damn it, I've incurred their favor!
(End of this chapter)