One Piece: Supreme Check-In System-Chapter 68: The Number One Swordsman Visit

The sun rose over the horizon, painting the sky in hues of gold and crimson. The tranquil waters surrounding Voidreign Kingdom glistened like a field of sapphires. The land itself felt... different today. The people knew it. The air carried weight — not of fear, but of anticipation.

It had been only a day since the brutal trials ended. The scent of blood and sweat still lingered faintly in the streets, though now it was overtaken by the aroma of fresh bread and flowers. Joyful cheers had replaced cries of combat, and every citizen wore a look of pride.

As Jessie, their king, walked through the kingdom streets, heads turned and knees bent. Every man, woman, and child bowed in respect as he passed, a silent chorus of loyalty to the monarch who turned a pirate nation into a holy kingdom for them.

Jessie gave them a small smile, his gaze distant, his senses sharp.

Suddenly, a presence moved like a shadow beside him.

One of the Void Knight Guards, clad in black and bearing the insignia of the Voidreign Pirates, knelt silently before him, his voice low and urgent.

"Your Majesty Dracule Mihawk has arrived at the shores."

At those words, Jessie's expression shifted, a flicker of surprise quickly replaced by a knowing smile. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, activating his Advanced Observation Haki.

In his mind's eye, the world around him expanded — sounds slowed, auras lit up like beacons across the landscape, and there... at the edge of the distant docks... sat a figure unlike any other.

Calm, collected, and sharp as a blade.

Mihawk.

Jessie's lips curved upward.

"Ohhh, another challenger, This time, it's the Number One Swordsman."

At the Shores of Voidreign

Far beyond the bustling city, at the kingdom's southern shore, two figures stood against the gentle ocean wind.

Crocodile, his long coat billowing, gazed toward the horizon. His sharp eyes narrowed as he spotted the distant shape of a floating castle.

He wasn't afraid of the castle. He was afraid of something huge and scary above it.

"A giant tree with shiny blue leaves. Its trunk was bigger than any tower in Mary Geoise. Its branches touched the sky, and its roots held the whole island like it was floating in the clouds."

The Azure Ocean Tree.

Even for a man of Crocodile's ruthless nature, the ancient tree's aura radiated a natural force so oppressive it felt as though nature itself was challenging him.

A bead of sweat traced his brow.

"Tch... what kind of scary, weird place is this?"

But beside him, Mihawk was untouched by fear or awe. His sharp golden eyes were locked ahead, focused solely on one figure approaching with steady steps.

Jessie.

As Jessie drew closer, the air seemed to hum between them. Swordsmen, true masters, did not need words to sense each other's strength.

And what Mihawk felt made his blood stir.

'His aura...' Mihawk thought, his hand unconsciously brushing the hilt of his black blade, Yoru. 'It's dangerous. Not a man you can test lightly. As expected from the captain of Voidreign.'

Yet Mihawk remained as stone-faced as ever, returning his gaze as Jessie finally arrived before them.

Jessie's grin widened.

"Well, well. The Number One Swordsman in the world, here in my territory. What brings you here, Mihawk?"

Mihawk didn't answer immediately. His mind, sharpened by years of solitary battles and relentless pursuit of strength, weighed the man before him. Jessie's aura spoke of endless battles, victories, and the blood of emperors.

But Mihawk had not come for Jessie.

He spoke at last, his voice cold, deep, and unwavering.

"I've come to fight Kuina."

The name cut through the air like a blade.

From the shadows beside Jessie, a figure emerged.

Her hair, dark blue hair as midnight, tied into a battle-ready tail. The light gleamed off her swords, and her eyes — sharp, unwavering — met Mihawk's without fear.

Kuina.

Her presence was sharp, her aura a roaring storm barely contained within a mortal shell.

"I accept your challenge," she said, her voice calm, edged with steel. "Follow me... to the Voidreign Arena."

Without another word, Kuina turned and walked toward the great coliseum that lay beyond the kingdom walls, its towering spires visible even from here.

Mihawk's gaze lingered on Jessie for a moment longer, then nodded and followed. Crocodile, ever intrigued by such events, smirked and trailed after them.

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Jessie stayed by the shore, his eyes watching the horizon. He felt it — a faint disturbance in the flow of his Observation Haki.

An ant's approaching.

Without missing a beat, a Den Den Mushi shimmered into existence from the ether — a personal line linked only to the highest officers of the Voidreign Pirates.

Meruem's face appeared on the screen, his cold crimson eyes glowing with a chilling and sinister interest.

"Captain?"

Jessie's voice was low, steady.

"The rats of the World Government are on their way - The God Knights."

Meruem, confused and deep in thought, said, "God Knights... I think I've heard of them before. Are they the ones I killed back in Sabaody? They're just ants. Why take them seriously?"

Jessie's voice sharpened.

"They are Emperor-level, and immortal."

Meruem's grin stretched, an ominous gleam in his eyes.

"Ohh... interesting. The ones I killed back then were just lower-tier God Knights."

Meruem gave a low, amused chuckle, his aura crackling with dark power.

"Even immortals suffer eternal torture in my grasp."

Jessie smiled.

"Take Vash, Blackeye... and Uta with you."

Meruem's grin widened.

"Understood."

The connection ended, and Jessie's eyes hardened as the wind swept through his cloak.