Over a dozen of Kenma's group stood on the highest rooftop, looking down at the marine soldiers in the square below.
From a distance, the figures were like ants, their coats fluttering, a sea of white meeting the eye.
The Uchiha had all activated their Sharingan. Their excellent vision was enough to let them see with perfect clarity, ignoring the vast distance.
They could even clearly see the cold sweat trickling down the faces of the marines below and the tension in their brows.
The square was filled with a solemn atmosphere, the air growing incredibly oppressive.
The giants they had encountered earlier were lined up in a row, weapons in hand, standing in front of the execution platform.
The few impressive Seven Warlords stood at the forefront of the crescent-shaped bay.
If the battle were to break out, these five Warlords would be the first to meet the enemy.
"They say Seven Warlords, but it looks like only five have come."
"There's a woman, is she also a Warlord?"
"She should be. But to be so beautiful and still a pirate?"
"She is indeed beautiful."
The Uchiha looked and saw that there was indeed a beautiful woman, accompanied by a giant, colorful snake.
In terms of beauty, even if the Uchiha exhausted all the people they had met in their lives and afterlives, no one could compare to this person.
Kenma sat on the eaves of the roof. Looking out, he couldn't see as clearly as the Uchiha with their Sharingan; he could only vaguely make out a small dot.
However, based on the others' words, he guessed the identity of the woman they were talking about.
"That is a great pirate known as the Pirate Empress. She is the queen of the Maiden Island, and is called the world's most beautiful woman."
"Empress?"
"Maiden Island?"
Hearing Kenma's introduction, the Uchiha exchanged glances. They had to admit that this world of vast seas was indeed exceptionally fascinating.
Although Kenma couldn't see clearly, he had his own methods.
"Shisui, lend me your Sharingan."
Hearing Kenma's words, Shisui was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"Yes, my lord."
With that, Shisui extended his index, middle, and thumb, and moved to jab them into his own eyes.
"Stop!"
Seeing this, Kenma immediately let out a sharp cry.
The three fingers stopped steadily just before his eyes. Shisui retracted his hand and looked at Kenma, only to see a strange expression on his face.
"My lord..."
"I say, Shisui, have you forgotten my ability?"
Kenma sighed inwardly. For some reason, Shisui's practiced movement just now made his heart ache a little.
'What is with this habit!'
'Even if the Sharingan is hot-swappable, I can't do it.'
Realization dawned on Shisui, and a look of embarrassed shame appeared on his face.
"My lord... it is my fault."
It was mainly that the habits of his past life were too deeply ingrained. He hadn't reacted in time and had forgotten that his master's Zanpakuto could use a portion of the abilities of his contractors.
Kenma didn't dwell on it. He said softly, "I will send you a request. You just need to agree with your whole heart."
"As you command."
In Shisui's vision, a thread-like line extended from his chest, its end connected to the Zanpakuto in Kenma's hand.
At that moment, a sudden panic seized Shisui. An irrefutable will overrode his own soul, exuding a faint sense of dominance.
He knew very well that this was the will of his master.
Forcibly suppressing this almost instinctive feeling, Shisui nodded repeatedly in his heart, agreeing to this will's request.
Immediately after, Shisui felt his vision suddenly go black. He instantly lost all sight, unable to see any light.
And on Kenma's side, his eyes had impressively turned into crimson Sharingan. In his pupils, a pinwheel-like blade was slowly rotating.
"My lord, you..."
The Mangekyo in Fugaku's eyes flared up in an instant. He looked closely at Kenma's blood-red eyes, then at Shisui's, which had lost all focus, his face filled with irrepressible shock.
The other Uchiha at the side were also watching the situation with Kenma.
Although they had heard the conversation between Kenma and Shisui, seeing it with their own eyes, everyone still wore the same look of disbelief as Fugaku.
When they first signed the contract, they had been told their powers could be borrowed, but they had never imagined that the eyes rooted in their bloodline could also be borrowed.
"But that's a physical organ."
"To be able to do even this..."
"Such supreme power, as expected of our lord."
The Uchiha's faces were now a complex mixture of panic and excitement.
On one hand, the ability their clan took pride in could be taken so easily, which made them a little flustered.
On the other hand, the master they followed possessed such great power, which was even more awe-inspiring.
The Uchiha clan always had a special tolerance for the strong.
"There is no need to panic."
Kenma looked around, feeling as if the world in his eyes had been renewed. Everything had become incredibly clear, almost too clear.
The clouds in the sky, the fish in the sea, the dust kicked up over the bay—he could see it all without missing a single detail.
From such a great distance, he could see the feathers on Doflamingo's coat, the patterns on Mihawk's sword, and the strands of hair on the Empress Hancock.
She was indeed of extraordinary beauty.
At least in Kenma's short two lifetimes, he had never met such a beautiful person.
Even Yoruichi and the captain of Squad 4 were slightly inferior.
"As expected of the Sharingan. This long-distance vision alone is invaluable."
And this was just a basic ability of the Sharingan.
Fortunately, the entire Uchiha clan was now his property.
In fact, Kenma's Zanpakuto could take another's ability without their consent.
But the Uchiha clan was destined to be his right-hand force, and Shisui was the best among them. Kenma didn't want to strain their relationship, so he chose to ask as a sign of respect.
Shisui looked over with empty eyes, his face filled with deep concern and anxiety as he asked, "Is my lord feeling any discomfort?"
"Not at the moment. Don't worry, I actually feel fine."
Seeing Shisui's reaction, Kenma's heart softened.
Even though he had been plunged into sudden darkness, Shisui's first thought was to worry about him.
Shisui was truly good, with a personality like an angel's.
This attitude alone made Kenma feel it was more than worth it.
He had hit the jackpot.
After reassuring Shisui, Kenma used his eyes to observe the environment below.
Through the tension of the marine soldiers, he could feel the oppressive atmosphere of an impending war as if he were there.
"Dark clouds are pressing on the city, a storm is about to break."
At the side, Fugaku, seeing that everything was normal with Kenma, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"My lord, seeing as the navy has gathered so many elites, will Whitebeard really come?"
"To fight a direct war with the navy, which is waiting in full formation, just to save one crew member?"
Kenma nodded emphatically. "He will come!"
"Because he is Whitebeard!"
"Whitebeard would never abandon a comrade, even if it means facing the strongest power on these seas!"
Seeing Kenma so firm, Fugaku naturally dared not doubt.
He lowered his eyes, biting his lip, a complex, sour feeling unconsciously welling up in his heart.
'Even a pirate understands this principle. Why did Konoha, the village we protected our whole lives... treat comrades from the same village like that?'
'First Hyūga Hizashi, then our Uchiha clan...'
'Konoha, the Third Hokage, and Danzō, have they really fallen so far!'
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