Arceus's Pirate Journey

Jack’s orders were not to be disobeyed. After he made the decision, Sheepshead shifted directions, leaving the area for Jack.

”Kid, I have a liking for you, offering you a chance to join us.”

Cavendish’s ”reckless behavior” just happened to catch Jack’s fancy; the identity of a Super Rookie was the knocking stone for recruitment by today’s Four Emperors. Only upon reaching this level might one receive an active invitation from a Four Emperor.

At this moment, Cavendish’s displayed character and bounty were decent, which was why Jack made a recruitment offer.

”I’m not joining your barbaric crew. Glamorous me is not in the same league as you. I’m here simply because you stole the fame that rightly belongs to me.”

Adjusting the cowboy hat on his head, Cavendish bit the rose in his hand, drew the sword from his waist, and gracefully performed a few sword swings—a famed sword, Durandal, a rare quality weapon.

”Prepare to exit the stage; your time of being active is over.”

”Your nonsense and futile movements have taken two minutes.”

”What did you say....”

Upon hearing Jack’s assessment of himself, a furious expression appeared on Cavendish’s face, yet Jack was indifferent, continuing on his own:

”The ship took three minutes to approach; your nonsense took two minutes, leaving you with only five minutes. Since you rejected my recruitment, you are now a foe.”

”Damn you... Beautiful Sword · Round Table!”

Jack’s contempt left Cavendish very displeased, holding Durandal, he sped toward Jack, and upon nearing, Cavendish leapt high, gracefully executing an arc in midair before slashing at Jack’s neck.

Cavendish is a naturally gifted swordsmanship talent, reaching an advanced level without much learning, once using this move to decapitate countless heads.

Jack, such a big and straightforward type, was easiest to handle in his eyes, yet the previously invincible blade encountered trouble here.

Clang!

Jack stood like a tower, Cavendish’s strike couldn’t even move him an inch; only the thick Haki indicated that Jack indeed defended.

”Mediocre, too weak though.”

Jack’s large hand slapped toward Cavendish. Having his full-force strike received this way left Cavendish questioning life, and before he could react, he was swatted away like a fly.