One Piece: The Max-Level Blacksmith of Marineford

"Iron Hammer, you've really ruined my life."

"You have no idea, after I put those boots on, I felt like I couldn't move..."

Borsalino, his face bruised and swollen, was pouring out his grievances to Hammer, who was also covered in wounds.

These two unfortunate kids are Zefa's main focus.

Half of the Gatling gun's bullets hit them.

The two are now helping each other apply the medicine.

Sakazuki, standing to the side, was beaming with excitement. With the help of the boots, he had now fully mastered the Six Styles of Shave and was making a fortune.

As for the other monster, Dorrag, he had already blown snot bubbles and drifted off to sleep.

"Alas...what a tragic life..."

Hammer looked up at the ceiling and said something in a bitter tone that Borsalino wholeheartedly agreed with.

Their training life is really tough.

It's either being targeted or being targeted.

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Time flies, and half a year has passed since the first elite training camp.

In the past six months, all the trainees have grown at a rapid pace.

Among them, Sakazuki, Borsalino, and Dorrag are the most outstanding.

Their Dao power values ​​all jumped to over four thousand, reaching the graduation standard.

Our Iron Hammer, on the other hand, is in a sorry state; even with his Devil Fruit powers, his power only reaches a mere 3000.

This infuriated Zephyr.

"Are you really planning to graduate early?"

Iron Hammer stared blankly at the three people in front of him.

Sakazuki nodded emphatically.

Borsalino and Dragon shrugged helplessly.

“Sakazuki wants to go to the front lines to kill pirates, I understand.”

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"Then why did you two graduate early?"

Dorrag felt even more helpless upon hearing this.

"My old man is back, and he insists that I go out to sea with him to hunt down the Roger Pirates."

Borsalino grinned wickedly at his lewd face.

"Me? Because of this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light shone from Borsalino's fingertips.

This prompted the three of them to quickly cover their eyes.

Upon seeing the golden light, Iron Hammer exclaimed in surprise, "Devil Fruit, Logia type, the Glint-Glint Fruit!"

Borsalino was quite surprised that Hammer knew his stuff.

"Yes, I climbed over the wall to slack off yesterday, and by sheer coincidence, I found it on the edge of a cliff."

"I've discovered that this fruit is perfect for me; it saves me so much walking!"

The hammer and flax were secured.

Unexpectedly, the yellow monkey ate the fruit in such a way.

Only a monkey with the Glint-Glint Fruit is a real monkey.

That monkey who digs deep and kicks out supernovas with every single word.

"Congratulations! With this fruit, your strength will definitely grow by leaps and bounds, and you are destined to become a great general in the future."

Iron Hammer gave a heartfelt exclamation of admiration.

Borsalino was accepting his blessing with a satisfied expression.

In this training camp, he and Iron Hammer had the best relationship, for no other reason than that they were both members of the Gou Sect.

"Given this fruit and your appearance, would you accept being called Kizaru?"

Borsalino: ....Kizaru?

"It's settled then. If you become an admiral, you'll be Admiral Kizaru!"

"Yellow monkey, Borsalino! Hahahaha!"

Iron Hammer's words made both Dorrag and Sakazuki burst out laughing.

Borsalino, however, was filled with resentment.

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Chapter 12: Three Treasures, Early Graduation

The general's office.

"Sengoku, do you really agree to those three bastards graduating early?"

Zephyr was looking at his old friend Sengoku with a worried expression.

He initially disagreed with the early graduation applications submitted by Sakazuki, Dorrag, and Borsalino.

But the next second he was summoned by Sengoku.

“Zeffa, I know you feel they are not ready yet.”

"But you know how short-handed we are right now, and these three are more than capable of serving as generals."

"Borsalino, in particular, ate the Logia-type Glint-Glint Fruit, so it can be said that he has already stepped into the ranks of admirals."

It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned during the Warring States period, but just mentioning Zefa makes me angry.

"What a load of bull! Devil Fruits are nothing compared to the power of two fists."

As veteran powerhouses, Zephyr, Garp, and Kong all supported physical combat and scoffed at Devil Fruits.

Sengoku sighed as he looked at Zephyr's disdainful expression.

"Zeff, whether you admit it or not, a good Devil Fruit can quickly give a person formidable strength."

"Boltarino is already extremely talented. Now, with the boost from the Glint-Glint Fruit, I believe his strength will increase rapidly. Instead of training him in the training camp, it would be better to have him come directly to my command and fight alongside me."

As the only general at this stage, Sengoku bears a heavy responsibility.

Zefa understood this situation as well.

So he didn't say anything about Borsalino coming under Sengoku's command.

After all, Sengoku was indeed better than him when it came to fruit development.

"Let's leave him be, but what about Dragon and Sakazuki?"

Sengoku took two application forms from the table and handed them to Zefa.

"Ugh... Garp, that bastard! He's the one who sent Dragon here, and now he's taking him away after only a year! What a bastard!"

"Uh... Sakazuki really can't stay still."

Both of their application forms were very simple.

The note on Dragon reads: "Said by Lieutenant General Garp."

Sakazuki's is even simpler: wipe out the pirates.

Zefa was stunned after seeing the whole thing. He slowly leaned back in his chair and sighed helplessly.

"Ugh... these damn brats, each one more dangerous than the last."

Sengoku watched as his old friend accepted reality and laughed heartily.

"Alright, Zephyr, since the three of them can perform better at sea, you should support them."

Zefa gave him a weak, dismissive look.

"What can you do if you don't support him? What can stop a man from heading to the sea?"

"I don't care about those three, you can handle them yourself, but you're not allowed to touch anyone else, especially Iron Hammer."