Chapter 5 Arrival To Ohara
Rob left Olvia on the bed and combed over her white and soft hair for some time, although her hair was a little short, it was absolutely gorgeous.
As if sensing his warm touch, Olvia smiled happily and sank deeper into a warm sleep.
Rob exited the room and returned to the stern of the ship in order to train more and more on the abilities of the Devil Fruit.
While turning his body parts into paper remembering a female character from the anime of Naruto she had the same ability that he currently has, yes, Konan can use paper in a very good way even in combat.
Through his photographic memory, he retrieved everything about Konan from the anime and manga and found that he could even fly with his Devil Fruit power, which was a pretty cool surprise.
With one idea, a lot of black paper accumulated on his right side and formed a large black wing, and unlike this black wing, on his left side many white papers formed in a white wing but it does not differ in size and precision from the black wing, everything is different about them is the color.
Rob looked like a Half-Angel, and a Half-Fallen Angel at this moment.
His body was semi-papery as if he could really rising from the ship by relying on the force of the wind.
He started flapping his paper wings and only rose slightly from the deck but fell back.
Flying now was really difficult and needed a lot of training and skill, the most important thing Rob concluded was that it was possible!
Only this was good enough.
The more he trained, the more he discovered that this ability had truly unlimited potential, his immortal body helped him to develop the ability and raise its efficiency extremely quickly.
In one day he raised his ability mastery level by at least two levels. He was sure that he could fly freely in two days at most if he continued to train with the same force.
Rob didn't sleep all night and didn't feel like he needed it, so the morning sun shone on his face and he's still creating and scraping paper constantly.
When he noticed that it was already morning he had finally stopped training and rested a bit, after all, they would be in Ohara at the end of this day, and he would start his revolution against the pirates world as soon as he reached that island .
Rob sat on his usual seat at the stern of the ship and drew the sword that had been hanging around his waist the whole time in a well-designed red metal sheath.
Leaving the scabbard on the side, he looked toward the sword with the shiny black blade and the white patterns at the bottom of the blade, the sword was similar to the Zoro Shusui sword but it was longer and looked stronger.
The aura surrounding the sword was sharp as if it could cut anything just by getting close enough to it.
"Armament!"
Relying on his mental and even muscular memories, Rob tried to use his Armament Haki to encase the sword.
As expected, his hand turned ink-black with a faint purple aura and began to cover the sword little by little, the sword didn't resist him and succeeded in completely enveloping the haki.
A sharp and indomitable power gathered in the sword and with the swordsmanship skill that engraved in his bones, he directed the attack towards the sea.
Boom!!!
It happened so quickly as an air-cutted energy blade shot its way, splitting the sea for 50 meters before the attack dispersed.
This show was so amazing it caused everyone who was still asleep to wake up.
The cutwater rose by over 10 meters and caused a small rainbow to appear.
This little experiment caused the ship to vibrate repeatedly with the waves.
"What's happening here!!"
"Is it a sea monster?!"
"Is a sea monster trying to sink the ship?!"
"Don't worry, we have Mister Rob with us, even if he is a sea king he will be cut to pieces."
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Rob's experience really freaked out the crew, especially the people who woke up because of the commotion.
"Don't be afraid, it was me guys, I'm sorry, my training this time was too troublesome."
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"What?! Is there something on my face you guys?!"
Rob was surprised by the shocked looks from a group of archaeologists at this moment.
"Ah, Mister Rob then the previous commotion was because of your training, there is no need to apologize for something so simple."
A man who seemed to be of particular stature among these scholars stepped forward and gently patted Rob on the shoulder as he spoke.
"Then I really appreciate your kindness."
Rob wasn't one to deny the kindness of others so he responded politely.
"Really strange Mr. Rob, we have been at sea for a month now from New World to the West Blue but this is the first time you have spoken to us so fluently without being shy and away."
The group of archaeologists was made up of five women and five men, all partners. His wife was the leader of this team but she was celibate before she met him when her team boarded the ship of Roger last year.
They got close to each other on Roger's ship and even celebrated their wedding in a simple way on Roger's ship too, those memories were among the happiest memories of former Rob.
But the former Rob had a problem where he couldn't communicate well with people he didn't have a deep emotional connection with.
The archaeologists from his wife's team were from that people he couldn't communicate with them very well. Every time he tried to communicate with them he would get into an awkward situation where he would forget everything he wanted to say. This was a rare emotional disorder that former Rob's suffered.
For Roger's crew like Roger and Rayleigh and those naughty Shanks and Buggy and other strongmen like Bullet, Gaban, and the ship's doctor Crocus Rob had no problem communicating with them normally because they were his crewmates with whom he fought alongside and lived with for years.
And Olvia was a special case because she was the woman who stirred the feelings of love within his heart so he got over his emotional turmoil and was able to communicate with her smoothly with the help of the power of love.
But this does not apply to other archaeologists who were also on Roger's ship.
After thinking deeply about it, understanding why these men and women were surprised because they had been accustomed to the shy Rob for so long now.
In their eyes now, that Rob who spoke with them so easily is not Rob they are used to.
"Don't worry guys, you can think I'm used to your presence, don't think about it too much."
The man who patted his shoulder and the other scholars were speechless at this moment.
"If Mr. Rob has really gotten used to us, that's something to celebrate, isn't it, guys?!"
The man's wife stepped forward and removed the mysterious atmosphere with her persuasive words.
"Yes, you're right, my dear. This really is an event worth celebrating."
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Olvia was also woken up by the commotion, although she was later than the others, but when she went up to the deck, she was surprised to see her husband talking freely and fluently with the members of her crew of archaeologists.
She was also aware of her husband's psychological problems due to tragic events he had experienced in the past, and she was also aware of the difficulty of communicating with others for him.
A sight like this made her feel really happy.
The flight time kept running out and this time Rob didn't practice perfecting his paper craft because he had already learned everything he needed but spent the rest of the time beside Olvia.
Rob couldn't hide his huge change in personality from anyone else. After all, he wasn't Rob who was having emotional problems. He was Rob who really understood the meaning of life very deeply.
Since he couldn't hide his shining and bright personality that was being suppressed in his previous world, he only unleashed it and left everyone else wondering what had happened in the world.
Olvia became happier because her husband was much braver and more romantic than he was before and she didn't care about anything else, after all, this was her husband and he was trying to please her right now. Why should she even think of anything else?!
At the end of the day, an island appeared, in it middle a huge tree and was so tall that its branches touched the clouds in the ey es of the passengers of the ship.
This was the Tree of Knowledge and the symbol of Ohara Island!
They were finally home.
