He has fought on the seas for decades, has seen countless peculiar fellows, witnessed countless bizarre abilities, yet what he sees before him now still exceeds his understanding—
It's not a Devil Fruit ability;
Even less like those guys from the Divine Knight Order or the Five Elders, with those strange undead regeneration techniques from who knows where.
Shano's recovery is purely terrifying self-healing on a physical level!
"Haha!"
After a brief shock, Garp suddenly burst into laughter, "Interesting! Very interesting! You little brat, your bloodline must be quite something, huh?"
"What bloodline, it's obviously through my own efforts and sweat!"
Shano moved his newly healed right arm, grinned, "How about it, old man, still want to fight?"
"Tsk, a monster..."
Garp clicked his tongue, suddenly got up, patted the ice shards on his butt, "No more, no more! If we keep this up, my old bones are really going to fall apart!"
"What an act!"
Shano snorted, this old man, that last strike was indeed a full force one, he barely managed to block it.
But the old man's stamina is still quite abundant, fighting at the previous intensity for days and nights wouldn't be a problem.
Truth be told, the one pretending is actually him.
Although under full operation of the Regeneration Skill, his wounds look mostly healed, his breathing seems stable.
But in reality, the energy consumed by the Regeneration Skill has drained his limited strength, right now he's just an empty shell.
If Nami was to punch him...
No, that would definitely still cause Nami to break a bone, it should be said if it were Nojiko, there'd still be a chance to knock him down with one punch.
In short, in the short term, he is completely incapable of handling high-intensity combat, can only bluff his way.
...
The cloud layers in the sky are shattered, as if torn apart by invisible giant hands, revealing large patches of azure underneath.
The blazing sunlight pours down through the cracks, illuminating the ravaged icy field, reflecting countless tiny flashes, like scattered diamonds.
The sea breeze blew.
The two sat facing each other cross-legged on the broken ice.
"Haha! That was fun! Today's fight was truly enjoyable!"
Garp laughed and slapped his thigh, then, as if remembering something, reached into his crotch.
This action caused Bogart on the distant battleship to shake his head in resignation—then he saw the old man pull out a wrinkled document with suspicious water stains on the edges, throwing it casually to Shano.
"I've finished my official business, might as well deal with this, here, take a look."
After tossing it, Garp paid no further attention, focusing on picking his nose.
Shano expressionlessly kicked the document into the nearby icy water, watched it float and sink for a while, then picked it up and shook off the ice shards.
It was a formal document with a gilded cover, the title page emblazoned with the emblem of the World Government.
"An agreement with the Seven Warlords of the Sea."
He opened the first page, glanced through the clauses, mostly similar to the promises previously made by the World Government to other Seven Warlords of the Sea:
Revocation of warrants for him and his subordinates, granting legal plunder rights, exempting all taxes and duties, in case of unexpected situations, able to request Navy support, etc...
Nothing strange about these.
The surprising part was an extra blank space left in the middle of the document.
Understanding according to the annotations below, the World Government allows Shano to make one additional request, like a blank check, to write in here.
As long as it's not too excessive, doesn't touch the World Government's bottom line, it can be fulfilled.
This is both recognition of Shano's power displayed by consecutively killing two of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and an additional means to increase the success rate of negotiations.
Shano couldn't help but raise his eyebrow.
"How about it, the conditions aren't bad, right?"
Garp chuckled as he spoke, "As long as you sign it, from now on your grudges with the World Government and Navy Headquarters can all be written off, henceforth you can navigate the seas openly and uprightly!"
Shano finally closed the pages.
He looked up, with a half-smile, at Garp:
"Openly and uprightly navigate the seas?"