Odin family of pirates

Odin didn't know the specific situation of the black market.

If you go there rashly, it will be a bit risky, and it will go against your original intention of keeping a low profile and accumulating Q along the way.

Therefore, he needs to contact a gang member first to explore the detailed information of the black market, and then make arrangements after he has a general understanding.

And to get in touch with gang members, there is only one most suitable place - Aunt Rousi's Rose Bar.

ROSEBAR!

……

Go back in the afternoon.

The old drunkard was rarely at home.

It wasn't until evening that the old man slowly returned home.

He held two wooden knives in his hands and threw them in front of Odin and Meisner.

"I'm going to start with my ugly words. Kendo requires talent. If I feel that any of you are not talented enough after a month, I will no longer teach you."

Meisner nodded solemnly, holding the wooden sword in his eyes full of confidence and fighting spirit.

Isn't it just practicing swordsmanship? The middle school boy is fearless!

Odin didn't take the old drunkard's words seriously. There was nothing that a bottle of wine couldn't solve.

But he didn't say anything to refute. A man's face must still be given.

Looking at the performance of the two people, the old man nodded with satisfaction.

Without further ado, the action demonstration started directly, teaching the two the most basic swordsmanship movements.

Although the movements were simple, Odin felt that the old drunkard's moves had a unique feeling.

Very natural and comfortable.

"That's too easy, old man."

Meisner was a little disappointed. He wanted to learn the kind of cool and powerful moves with amazing lethality.

"You can only say it's simple after you've practiced it, understand?"

The old man's eyes were so sharp for a moment that Meisner, the aloof wolf cub, did not dare to say anything anymore.

But what secretly surprised the old drunkard was that at the end of the training that night, the two boys had learned all the moves he taught.

Back in the room at night, Meissner kept telling Odin that the old drunkard's teachings were too simple, and that he might not know how to use a sword at all... and so on.

Odin ignored Meisner's complaints and opened the system interface.

Name: Odin

Level: LV5

Talent: Self-healing LV5

Skill: Swordsmanship LV1

Reputation: unknown

"Having an additional swordsmanship skill at least proves that the old man is not a random person."

Odin had an idea in his mind.

In the following days, Odin picked up goods every day, and improved his physical fitness and swordsmanship.

He no longer easily went to the depths of the mountains and forests to hunt for wild beasts. The heart of a strong man was not important to him. Only by living could he have the chance to become stronger.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Odin finally rose to LV6 through constant physical training every day, plus the auxiliary effect of sword training on physical training.

The progress in swordsmanship is coming from behind and has reached LV8.

Meisner's progress is almost the same as Odin's, and even slightly exceeds it.

This surprised the old drunkard. In one month, he learned how to use a sword from a novice with zero knowledge. This speed was already faster than his own.

Two swordsman geniuses appeared on a small island in the East China Sea at the same time?

He couldn't help but feel a little fiery in his heart. Maybe this was someone sent by God to inherit TARO's will?

"Stop being so dazed!"

"How many times have I told you, squat! Squat! Squat further!"

"The chassis is the foundation. I can't even stand firmly. I'm holding a stupid sword!"

No matter how much the old drunkard praised the two young men in his heart, he would never show it on his face. He would always have an expression and tone of disgust.

This couldn't help but hit the two of them hard.

Odin is a little better. He enjoys the feeling of swinging the sword, and coupled with the progress display on the system interface, he can still keep going.

Meisner was miserable.

It is the nature of a teenager, coupled with the blow from an old drunkard, the self-esteem of the middle school boy has been trampled on!

On the one hand, he practiced sword fighting every day, and on the other hand, he talked trash with all his strength.

"Old guy, after one month, apart from the basic moves you taught on the first day, what else have you taught?"

"Swing the sword on the first day, swing the sword on the second day... On the 30th day, you still swing the sword. I take it you don't know anything else, right?"

"Odin, I think we should find another way. I heard that there is a martial arts gym in the town that teaches swordsmanship..."

The old drunkard walked slowly beside Meisner and jumped on his ass.

Still pointing your toes upward.

"It's okay to talk trash, but don't change your movements."

Meisner's face turned purple and his anus ached.

He closed his mouth and didn't dare to spray anymore. He concentrated on swinging his sword, but his eyes were fierce, and he used the old drunkard as his imaginary enemy.

One click to the left, one to the right, splitting the ground with joy.

Odin looked on amused.

Although I feel sorry for Mai, I don't agree with his statement.

Although the old drunkard never taught anything new, he supervised and guided the two of them every day, often pointing out errors in movements and explaining the essentials.

He has read too many martial arts novels. Odin still knows the importance of "basics".

Thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground.

The next day, early in the morning.

Odin reached the depths of the mountain forest in less than half an hour, and it took another half an hour to fill the wooden basket, and the work was completed perfectly.

The value of mountain goods in the depths is obviously higher than that at the edges, and there are many of them. As long as you control the distance and walk between deep and not deep, you will not encounter any beasts that you cannot deal with.

Things like big pheasants are given as gifts when they come.

Go down the mountain and come to the stronghold.

Odin went straight to Uncle Jack's stall with a smile on his face.

"Morning, Jack."

Jack looked strange when he saw it was Odin:

"You can do it, kid. I got another basket full of stuff. Isn't it a robbery?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Jack. I never take the initiative to do things that violate discipline and law!" Odin said dissatisfied.

Jack sneered. The word "active" can reveal a lot of problems.

Odin ignored Jack, and while he was counting the goods for himself, he turned to look at a boy with glasses next to the stall.

"Morning, Kirby!"

"Ah, morning... morning, Mr. Odin..."

The pink-haired boy responded excitedly and timidly.

He was obviously happy about Odin's arrival, but yet so nervous, giving people a sense of mystery that he wanted to resist but was welcomed back.

"Haha, I heard from Jack that you are learning navigation skills recently. How is your learning going?"

Odin squatted down and started chatting with Kebi across the stall.

"Ah, it's still far away..." Kebi waved his hands repeatedly.

After the two chatted for a while, Jack finished counting.

Put the food and rum that Odin wants to exchange for into the basket and pass it over.

"How's it going? Have you been to the black market?"

"Not yet, I plan to go next month."

Odin shook his head, stood up, picked up the wooden basket, and looked at Kebi: "Keby, how have you considered what I said last time?"

Kirby suddenly became nervous and looked at Jack at a loss.

"It seems that I don't want to, hahaha, it's okay, I'm leaving first, see you tomorrow!"

After Odin left.

Jack looked at Kirby's frustrated look and shook his head silently.

His nephew was cowardly by nature, timid and clumsy. He was often laughed at and bullied and had no friends since he was a child.

Odin rarely disliked Kebi and was willing to be friends with Kebi, and even specially invited Kebi to stay at his home for a few days.

Although this "stay for a few days" seems a bit abrupt to Jack...but he at least knows that Odin has no bad intentions.

But what he didn't know was that what he knew was wrong.

It’s hard to say whether Odin had bad intentions, but he definitely had good intentions.

The first character to appear in One Piece is proficient in knowledge, color, and haki, and is likely to be a future naval admiral.

If you don’t make friends (flattery), you will be sorry for your status as a time traveler!

"You are willing, right?"

Jack took out a cigarette, lowered his head, lit it, and took a deep breath.

He raised his head, puffed out his eye sockets, and looked deep into his eyes.

"Some things, if you miss them once, you will never encounter them again."

Kirby was a little stunned. He raised his head and looked at Jack who was looking up at the sky. He felt that his heart was inexplicably touched.

His uncle looked particularly charming at this moment, as if he had experienced a lot.

"uncle......"

The light in Kebi's eyes condensed and he clenched his fists.

The young Kerby didn't know yet that there was a profound and profound word that could describe Jack's current state.

coercion.