One Piece: The Straw Hat Pirates' Max-Level Swordsman

Mr. Tom patted Frankie's shoulder, his gesture gentle but firm. His palm was broad and strong, conveying a reassuring power.

When his hand touched Franky's shoulder, Franky seemed to feel an invisible support.

He said: "What's past is past. Now I'm standing here well, aren't I?" Mr. Tom's words were full of comfort and encouragement.

His voice was steady and powerful, like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, gradually calming Franky's panicked heart.

His words were like a clear stream, flowing slowly into Frankie's heart. Every word was full of power, making Frankie feel Mr. Tom's tolerance and love.

He knew that Franky had been blaming himself for what happened back then, and he didn't want Franky to live in the shadow of the past.

Mr. Tom hopes that Frankie can let go of the burden of the past and face the future bravely. He believes that Frankie has enough ability and courage to create a better tomorrow.

Mr. Tom's eyes were full of expectation. He looked at Frankie, as if telling him that past mistakes could not determine the future path. As long as he walked forward bravely, he would surely find his own light.

When Frankie heard what Mr. Tom said, it was like finding a bright light in the darkness. He nodded slowly, and the movement was light but full of determination.

His eyes gradually regained their brilliance, as if the first ray of sunlight at dawn had dispelled the darkness of the night. That brilliance contained hope, courage, and a vision for the future.

He knew that Mr. Tom was right. The past could not be changed. What was important was to cherish the present and work hard to create the future.

Franky took a deep breath and gradually calmed himself down. His eyes became firm and persistent, and the faith in his heart was like a blazing flame.

He began to reflect on his past behavior and realized his mistakes and shortcomings. At the same time, he also felt the love and trust of Mr. Tom, which made him more determined in his beliefs.

Franky raised his head, looked at Mr. Tom, and said firmly: "Mr. Tom, I will definitely work harder and become a truly great shipbuilder."

His voice was loud and powerful, full of confidence and determination. His eyes were shining with anticipation and pursuit for the future.

He knew that becoming a great shipbuilder was his dream and his promise to Mr. Tom. He wanted to use his efforts and sweat to realize this dream and repay Mr. Tom's love and trust.

Robin and Albina hugged each other tightly, tears and laughter intertwined; with the encouragement of Mr. Tom, Franky regained his confidence and fighting spirit.

At this moment, in the atmosphere of Redoria Island full of warmth and surprise, Cap's eagle-like sharp gaze suddenly moved away from the bustling crowd and slowly fell on another figure - Zephyr.

The moment Garp's eyes met Zephyr, it was as if time had stopped. His gaze was fixed on that familiar figure, and countless complex emotions surged in his heart.

Garp walked slowly to Zefa with steady steps. Each of his steps seemed to carry the accumulation of years and stories. The firm footsteps echoed in the quiet air, as if knocking on people's heartstrings.

His figure was still as straight as a pine tree, and his broad shoulders seemed to be able to carry the weight of the world. He approached Zefa step by step, and the emotions in his heart surged like waves.

His eyes were complex and full of emotion, a sigh for the passing of time. He looked at Zefa and recalled the days when they had fought side by side. Those times full of passion and enthusiasm seemed like they were just yesterday.

They had faced countless powerful enemies together and fought for justice together. Those scenes kept emerging in his mind, making him feel deeply moved.

There is nostalgia, nostalgia for the friendship and the days of fighting together. They shed sweat together on the battlefield and worked together to protect the world. That deep friendship will never be erased in his heart.

There is also a hint of indescribable emotion, perhaps it is regret for the past, perhaps it is confusion about the future, or perhaps it is a complex emotion that cannot be expressed in words.

Karp just stood there quietly without saying a word.

His tall figure was like a silent mountain, emitting majesty and solemnity. Cap stood there quietly, the sunlight shining on him, outlining his tough outline.

His shoulders were broad, as if they could carry the weight of the world; his back was straight, as if made of steel, and unyielding.

His face was serious and the years had left deep marks on his face, but his eyes were still bright, revealing firm belief and fearless courage.

He just stood there, without saying a word, but people felt an irresistible majesty, as if he was the guardian of this land and the symbol of justice.

As a former comrade, even without saying anything, Zephyr understood what Garp was going to say. Zephyr's eyes met Garp's, and at that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped flowing.

The tacit understanding between them was forged through countless life and death tests, and it was a mark that could not be erased by time. Zefa raised his head slightly and looked at Garp, his eyes also filled with complex emotions.

There was emotion in his eyes as he recalled the days when they had fought together on the battlefield. Those passionate and enthusiastic times seemed like they were just yesterday.

They have faced powerful enemies together and tried their best to protect the world. That shared experience has closely connected their hearts.

There is also nostalgia in his eyes, missing those lost comrades and the youthful days. They laughed together, cried together, and supported each other in difficult times. That deep friendship will never be forgotten in his heart.

The tacit understanding between them, after years of precipitation, no longer needs to be expressed in words. A glance, a gesture, can convey each other's feelings.

The days they had fought together, the moments of life and death they had experienced together, all emerged one by one in this silent gaze.

It was as if an ancient scroll was slowly unfolding before their eyes, every scene was filled with blood and passion, and every moment carried the weight of life.

They seemed to be back on those fierce battlefields, with the sounds of gunfire and shouting intertwined, the air filled with smoke and flames of war.

They fought together, faced powerful enemies fearlessly for justice and faith, and walked through difficult times one after another, supporting each other on the brink of life and death.

During those days, their friendship was tempered in the flames of war and became even more indestructible.

Karp narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was recalling every detail of the past. His eyes revealed deep attachment and emotion, and those memories were like bright stars, shining in his heart.