Odin family of pirates

"You are not alone now. You have the entire family, the entire chamber of commerce, and the entire town of Davao under you. The future of everyone is closely related to your decision."

"Just looking at this incident, there were more than 60 people on a cargo ship. In the end, less than 20 people survived. The entire chamber of commerce was panicked, and all the goods were lost. The stores could not guarantee supply, and many markets and markets were lost. Customers and capital chains were broken, and the town's construction plan was completely suspended..."

"All of this comes down to the fact that your foundation is too thin and your plate is too small. You should try to go out and develop outward."

After hearing what Andrea said, Odin's first reaction was:

Fudge!

This mother-in-law must have some ulterior secrets in fanning the flames to deceive her into expanding her power.

But for Frigga's sake, Odin endured it.

"You can drink some water before talking."

This "you" is very magical, and there seems to be some meaning behind it, so Andrea doesn't know what to say for a moment.

"Anyway, I suggest you expand your sphere of influence and make more contacts with all parties."

Andrea didn't say anything more and went back to her room to design drawings.

Noon.

Meisner returned from an inspection at the arms base with a thick ring of gauze wrapped around his chest.

"Odin, are you awake?" Meisner sounded excited.

"I heard that you gave yourself a knife?" Odin squinted his eyes.

"Don't mention it, that knife is very evil. When the old man comes back, I have to settle the score with him!" Meisner looked scared.

Only then did he notice that Frigga was also in the yard. He rolled his eyes and quickly responded with an assist: "If it weren't for sister-in-law, I would have died long ago."

"Cough cough."

Odin had no experience chasing girls, so he didn't know how to answer this.

"You guys talk, I'll go back and help mother."

Frigga's voice was calm, and she left the yard as if she was not affected in any way.

She is not idle either. On weekdays, she helps Andrea participate in the design of new clothes and contributes her own strength.

"Odin, if you do this, you won't be able to catch up in 100 years." Meisner hates that iron cannot become steel.

"Why are you so anxious? We don't have any emotional foundation. We must at least understand each other deeply." Odin shook his head.

He is a slow-moving person, and his affection for Frigga comes entirely from her appearance and temperament. If he pursues her in such a hurry, he will look very superficial.

"How can you understand if you don't go deep?" Meisner asked.

"..."

Odin did not continue the discussion with Meissner, but went to the kitchen to make trouble.

He was seriously injured this time, and several of the lead bullets even penetrated his lung lobes and heart arteries. He should have died.

Fortunately, something unreasonable like Devil Fruit stabilized his vitality, and his self-healing talent continued to work, giving him a glimmer of hope.

But because of this, most of the energy in the body was drained, and the whole person looked like skin and bones.

Meisner also went to the kitchen to help, and the two of them ate and cooked for two or three hours.

The self-healing talent functions to quickly digest food.

Odin's body shape gradually returned to normal. Although he was still thin, he already looked like a normal person.

until evening.

Zangao pushed Kebi back from the town in a wheelchair, followed by two strong men who looked like bodyguards.

"you're awake!"

Looking at the smiling Odin, Kebi burst into tears.

"Jango! Everyone is resurrected!"

Zangao turned around excitedly and immediately suggested having a banquet in the yard that night, which was unanimously approved by everyone.

boom!

The door was kicked open, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"You bastards, why didn't you call me when you were having a party?"

The old drunkard walked out of the dust, holding two exquisite knives in his arms, just like the villain when he appeared.

"what?"

"Have a fight with someone?"

The old man turned around and found that except for Zangao, the auras of the other people were very weak.

"Damn it, old man, you're a rip-off!"

Meisner saw the right moment, rushed over and kicked the old drunkard in the butt, but the old man easily dodged it by twisting his waist, and then tiptoed straight into Meisner's back yard.

"What are you doing, yelling?" The old drunkard looked confused.

"Don't say it, old man, you almost tricked Meisner to death." Odin said something fair.

Then he told everything in detail.

"Deserving it."

After hearing this, the old drunkard curled his lips.

"The one who let you flirt with others has not been completely dealt with... Yukisamaru, you can use it with confidence. That sword should be at the juncture of being promoted to a good and sharp sword for fifty times."

"Use me, it uses me, not me." Meisner covered his butt with anger on his face.

"The way to advance the Killing Sword in the early stage is to get blood. Don't reject it. It will not bite back its master like the Demon Sword. As long as you stay rational and grow with it, it will become your best partner."

The old drunkard's words stunned everyone in the yard.

It's so mysterious, can the sword still be conscious?

Meisner seemed to understand, but still planned to listen to the old drunkard.

To be honest, he was already used to using Yukisamaru, not to mention that from a certain perspective, this sword saved him and Odin.

"Here, boy, it's yours."

Two long knives, one black and one white, were thrown out by the old drunkard and fell into Odin's hands.

"Eighty sharp swordsmanship, Bai Shuang."

"A good sharp sword works fifty times, Mu Crow."

The two long knives just lay on the palm of Odin's hand, trembling slightly, feeling the owner's excitement.

Before becoming a swordsman, Odin never imagined that he would have such great emotional ups and downs because of a sword.

It feels like owning your first car of your own.

His fingers gently caressed the scabbard, as gently as caressing a child.

brush!

The two swords were unsheathed at the same time.

The black and white twilight crow with flame patterns, the white frost as the snow-white blade is a small T-shaped knife... A different temperament from ordinary knife-playing emerges spontaneously.

Odin kept staring at the two swords, as if he couldn't get enough of them.

"I originally wanted to bring you a better one, but unfortunately that knife already has an owner." The old drunkard clicked his tongue, feeling a little regretful.

Thinking of the owner of the knife, the old drunkard had to admit that he was a kendo budding talent with great potential, who found his own way and did not follow the common path.

It's just a bit toothsome...

The sky is getting dark and the silver moon is high.

"Have a banquet!"

Bonfires rise from the darkness, bringing a night of joy.

Someone is in charge of grilling meat, and someone is in charge of pouring wine. It’s so uncomfortable to stretch your hands when the meat comes, and open your mouth when the wine comes.

"You are......?"

The old drunkard suddenly reacted and looked at the two men serving as waiters in confusion.

One was wearing a blue denim jacket and the other was wearing a green windbreaker, with the words "sea" and "thief" engraved on their faces.

"Hello everyone, we are Brother Kebi's new little brothers..."

The two men were not afraid of strangers and introduced themselves familiarly:

"Bounty hunter, Johnny."

"Bounty hunter, Joseph."