Ultimate Blade Shadow in One Piece Navy

"Susu~"

Putting on the only coat that was still intact, Mihawk looked in the mirror and looked at himself without any lining. This was the only time in his memory that his image had been so disrespectful.

After hesitating for a moment, his hand also lingered on the clothes rack nearby, but there was no shirt to wear. Looking at the shirt with blood stains, cuts, and scorch marks on it, he took back his hand.

Rather than put on these sloppy clothes and make yourself look even more embarrassed, it is better not to wear them at all, and... Mihawk stood in front of the mirror and admired the look of his upper body wearing only a coat, which was actually not bad.

Fortunately, neither the pants nor the boots were seriously damaged, and they don't look awkward when worn.

He picked up the wet towel and wiped the remaining shaving foam on his face. He turned the towel over and rubbed his hair with the other side. Then he wiped his boots with the towel that had only a little moisture left. .

Putting down the wet towel, he took out a wooden box from the suitcase and opened it. Inside was deerskin, knife oil, and some small tools. He took out the deerskin and knife oil and looked at the two black knives on the side.

Picking up the obsidian and carefully maintaining it, Ye saw that the two black knives, which were obviously nourished by the endless armament and domineering energy, now had a trace of luster.

Putting down the knife oil and deerskin, Mihawk reached out and touched the water surface of the basin with his fingers, but he quickly lifted it up, with only a few drops of water falling on the blades of the two black knives.

Seeing that the water droplets neither gathered into droplets nor flowed down in strands, but just rolled on the blade surface, Mihawk was very satisfied. Then he gently poured the blade of the blade, and the water droplets slid down smoothly.

After the maintenance of the two black knives was completed, Mihawk's hair was completely dry. He stood up and turned around, facing the mirror again, then picked up the top hat on the side and put it on his head.

Just as he was about to turn around and pick up the black knife and leave, his eyes suddenly glanced at a cross pendant in his luggage.

Not sure what he thought of, he reached out and held the cross pendant, smiled, put the cross pendant on his neck, and then picked up two black knives.

He placed the black knife-Ye on the open leather buckle on the back of the coat. He held the black knife-Obsidian in his hand and walked towards the door without making any other movements.

"click~"

Opening the door, Mihawk narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw three strange creatures piled in front of his door. They looked curious. When he saw Mihawk, the leopard-like creature headed by him said:

"Mr. Mihawk, Lieutenant Colonel Nurkic asked me to tell you that the warship has docked at the port and you can leave at any time."

Mihawk nodded, looking at the navy uniforms on the three creatures, a little confused, why did Skyler's Zhanye detachment accept all the monsters and monsters?

He thought of the living skeleton he saw when the Zhanye detachment's warship returned last night, and he almost drew his sword.

Warning himself in his mind not to show any inappropriate attitude, Mihawk remained calm and walked down the dormitory building belonging to the Navy step by step.

As for why he didn't go to the deserted island in the windless zone with Skyler, the reason was simple. Skyler misremembered the time and ran there yesterday, flattened an island and waited there.

When it got dark, I suddenly received the news that Mihawk had arrived at the G-5 branch.

Mihawk said it was a hundred days later, but Skyler counted the day Mihawk said that as the first day, which was a small misunderstanding.

Therefore, the No. 90 nine days that Mihawk considers is just one day in Skyler's eyes.

So Skyler waited on the desert island for one more day. Anyway, the warship of the Zhanye detachment was also at the island yesterday, and Skyler had no intention of rushing back to the G-5 branch.

After dinner, the Zhanye detachment rushed back to the G-5 branch to receive Mihawk for a while, but it was inconvenient for Skyler to come over, after all, she was the opponent in this battle.

Before the battle was over, she had to cultivate her inner emotions. If she came back to entertain Mihawk, then her emotions would be wrong.

However, the two of them did not take this matter to heart. Mihawk headed towards the port and frowned as he looked at the increasing number of newsbirds around him. He did not like the feeling of being watched.

In other words, he didn't want the kendo confrontation to be witnessed by these creatures who didn't understand kendo at all.

But he didn't mean to drive away the newsbirds, because... he just wasn't interested.

Arriving at the port, Mihawk saw the skeleton he saw last night again. The skeleton was holding a glass of milk, leaning against the fence, and tapping its fingers rhythmically on the guardrail.

Because he was under the sun, Mihawk felt less disgusted with the skeleton. He moved his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth because another non-human being, the fishman Jinbei, was standing seriously at this time, as if he was on duty.

Taking a deep breath and ignoring these monsters and monsters, Mihawk turned his eyes again and finally saw people.

Walking towards Nurkic, the reason why he didn't see Nurkic immediately was because Nurkic was not waiting on the warship, but was very politely waiting for Mihawk's arrival on the ground at the port.

"Mr Mihawk."

Seeing Mihawk coming, Nurkic also showed a polite smile and nodded to Mihawk without saluting. After all, Mihawk was not in the navy system.

Mihawk also nodded and said, "Let's go."

Looking at Mihawk who spoke so directly, Nurkic was stunned for a moment, and then nodded helplessly. His eagerness for the battle was exactly the same as that of his commander.

Nurkic felt a little headache after hearing the scene where he explained to Skyler yesterday what one day was and what was one hundred days later.

But Nurkic still stretched out his hand to lead to the springboard, but the breeze blew, and Mihawk's figure was nowhere to be seen. Nurkic, with his sharp ears and eyes, could distinguish Mihawk's position in an instant.

Warship deck!

Taking a deep breath, Nurkic smiled politely again, but it felt a little awkward no matter how he looked at it.

Nurkic also jumped onto the deck, and the commanding members put away the springboard and glanced at Mihawk who had found a place to sit down and rest. Nurkic stopped talking nonsense and directed the warship towards the windless zone.

"Boom~"

After sailing for a while, Mihawk suddenly felt that the sound of the warship's engine seemed to have become louder. No, it was not that the sound of the engine had become louder, but that there was no sound of wind.

Opening his eyes, he looked up into the distance with his eyes like a hawk, and saw a person standing on a flat island. He was the opponent of this battle and the person who was attending the appointment.

Skyler Grey!

After seeing Skyler, Mihawk's grip on Obsidian increased slightly, and he slowly stood up from the beach chair, his sword power rising steadily.

On the sea, the only enemy Mihawk can treat with such "courtesy" is Skyler, who can compete with him for the best in the world.

Does Mihawk care about the position of the world's greatest swordsman?It’s okay to say you care, it’s okay to say you don’t care.

He cares, because he is the strongest swordsman in this sea, and no one else can touch him. He is destined to sit on the highest peak of the sword, overlooking the climbers.

If he doesn't care, it means he doesn't care whether the world crowns him the title of the world's greatest swordsman. However, as long as he is here, this title is not allowed to be held by anyone else. The reason is the same as the previous one, he is the strongest swordsman.

He can be the world's greatest swordsman without having this title, but no one else can be crowned the world's greatest swordsman, at least not during his time.

"Yo ho ho ho~ What an amazing young man you are?"

When all the members of the Zhanye detachment on the deck, including Nurkic, were half distracted by the force of the sword, only Brooke, who was holding a glass of milk in his hand, was so calm that the liquid level of the milk did not waver. Every cent.

Mihawk turned his head slightly and looked at Brooke. This was the first time he took a serious look at Brooke. The two previous times he saw him, he felt unlucky and did not take a closer look.

"Are you also a swordsman?"

Mihawk asked, if Brooke was a swordsman, he would have a reason to chop down this skeleton, at least he would have a reason in his heart.

Brooke shook his head and said, "I am just a wandering musician living on a boat."

Hearing this, Mihawk withdrew his eyes with some disappointment, but the next moment, he showed an expression of interest.

Because...Skyler responded to him.

Equally proud, equally confident, and even more powerful than him, the sword power swung away from the island, and the calm sea surface was like water about to boil in a pot.

There is no real rolling, but it is constantly vibrating at a small amplitude and high frequency.

"Tread~"

Mihawk jumped directly from the deck and ran towards Skyler in the distance. In the air, a black long knife came out of his hand and swirled towards Skyler.

On the island, Skyler smiled, fisted his left hand in front of his nose, then raised his index finger slightly, held up his sunglasses with his knuckles, and then raised his hand.

The black sword started, and then returned to the Blade Box King Kong. The two people's eyes met in the air. In an instant, a sharper, sharper, and more proud sword force emerged from each other's hearts and spread.

"stop!"

Nurkic's brows jumped, and he immediately ordered the warship to dock on the sea. If the sword force is of this level... I'm afraid if we get a little closer, the tragedy of being cut apart by the escaped sword force will happen again. .

The engine gradually turned off. Nurkic looked at Mihawk who had arrived over the island. He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, raised his hands, and the terrifying armed domineering force flowed and spread out, covering the front of the warship.

"Isn't it too exaggerated?"

Brooke said something, but found that the people around him had solemn expressions on their faces, and they couldn't help but look in the direction of the island.

At this time, Mihawk and Skyler both held the handles of their respective knives.

"Ye~"

The three black knives were unsheathed, and pink and cyan slashes were instantly formed. The pink slash was like a sharp stab from the tip of a knife, and the cyan slash was like a sharp blade slashing, and they collided instantly.

"Bang~"

The surrounding sea surface, which was about to boil, exploded in an instant like boiling water injected into the air, or hot oil pan dripping into cold water.

In the so-called windless zone, strong winds are blowing at this moment, and the chaotic air currents collide, even the rocks can be torn to pieces.

The newsbirds hovering in the sky took photos and took the risk of being torn apart, and then they all chose to escape. This may be the first time that the newsbirds have been so embarrassed.

"Isn't it a sword fight? Why are we like life-and-death enemies?"

"Newcomer" Brooke asked his own question, but no one from the Zhanye detachment answered.

Nurkic just gritted his teeth because he knew that his torture was coming.

"boom!!!"

The two slashes defeated each other, and the collapsing slashes mixed together to form a circular slash, with the island as the center and slashing towards the surroundings. The boiling waves were also cut off instantly.

"Clang~"

The slash came a few meters in front of the warship of the Zhanye detachment, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. The slash instantly deformed, and Nurkic's face instantly turned red.

Is this... the ultimate showdown between the Black Swordsmen? !

Nurkic, who had been sharpened for a long time by Skyler's black knife, suddenly realized that his superiors usually treated him so gently?

Although Skyler's black sword usually kept slashing at him, there was no such strong sword power that could cut everything off at this time. If he suffered such a blow, I'm afraid... Adjutant of the Zhanye Detachment Has it been replaced?

In particular, Skyler and Mihawk's first blow was not over yet!

Mihawk was still falling in the air, and the blade of Black Blade Night was still sharp.

The two swords in Skyler's hands were still raised high, showing their fierceness.

"Zheng~"

The blades collided, and the boiling sea surface fell. For a moment, the windless zone seemed to be calm again, but...

"Bang~bang~bang~"

Like a delayed explosion, water columns rose into the sky from the sea, and the island under Skyler's feet began to shake slightly.

"Sa~"

An invisible, circular slash that distorted the vision, centered on the intersection of the blades, slashed towards the surroundings again.

On the warship, Nurkic took a deep breath and maintained the invisible barrier.

"scoff~"

But this time... the invisible barrier was slashed open, and Nurkic's expression changed instantly. Such a sharp and sharp slash was not something that the hull of a warship could withstand!

"Borrow a sword and use it."

Nurkic suddenly felt a lightness on his waist, and the hanging but rarely used ceremonial sword disappeared. Looking closer, Brook was standing on the bow of the ship like the dove.

"Mr. Brooke."

Just as Nurkic shouted, the slash was already approaching. Even Nurkic couldn't catch it at this time, but Brook had already drawn his sword.

The exquisite and luxurious ceremonial sword has no ability to fight against the enemy, let alone a slash of this level?

"Francandole!"

A long will-o'-the-wisp rose from the ceremonial sword, and the thin tip of the sword came into contact with the terrifying slash.

"how is this possible!"

For a moment, Nurkic seemed to see countless sword shadows waving, stabbing on this slash, and the sound of countless musical notes sounded in his ears, but in an instant, they disappeared again.

That terrifying slash was completely eliminated.

"Yo ho ho ho~ It seems that this ship also wants to protect you."

Brooke did a backflip and landed lightly in the posture of a gymnast saluting. Then he put the ceremonial sword back into its sheath, placed his right hand on his chest, swung his left hand back, and bowed slightly.

It's like a conductor saying goodbye to the audience after conducting the orchestra's performance.

"Mr. Brooke."

Watching Brook return the ceremonial sword, Nurkic was a little stunned. How could this skeleton that could be covered all over the ground with a slight fall suddenly become so powerful?

"Yo ho ho ho ho ~"

Brooke did not take credit, because he knew that in fact, the members of the Zhanye detachment alone would have no problem blocking this slashing attack. However, he did not want to see the ship injured.

His empty eyes were looking at the islands in the distance at this time. He had never thought that the navy he encountered by chance could be so powerful. If he had been alive during his lifetime, he would have been a top powerhouse. ?

At this time, Mihawk had also landed on the island. Like Skyler, he looked at the warship in the distance.

Skyler breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the warship was okay. At that moment, she really forgot everything around her and only thought about slashing with all her strength.

Mihawk's eyes blinked. His eyes did not stay on Brooke who was "cutting off" the chop, but also looked at the warship. As for what he cared about, who knows?

The two swordsmen, who treated each other as if they were life-or-death enemies, stopped with a tacit understanding, watched the warship slowly turn around, and did not make another move.

Being bored, Skyler asked: "You seem to be in a bad mood? Is it related to Shanks?"

"Shanks?"

Mihawk frowned and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"Don't you know? After you had a decisive battle with him, he ransacked a CP organization station. He seemed to be looking for something, but he didn't seem to find it? But he also received his first reward."

Mihawk looked at Skyler smiling when he said this, and asked with some confusion: "Don't you hate pirates very much?"

"Yes! But that doesn't stop me from laughing at the CP organization!"

Mihawk did not respond, and looked at the warship slowly moving away, feeling extremely confused in his heart.

After bidding farewell to Shanks at Whiskey Mountain, he embarked on his journey without asking for any information except the World Economic News.

He has not contacted Shanks, Skyler or anyone else. His only knowledge of the changes in the sea is the World Economic News. Oh, by the way, he also knows about the patterns that have been changed by his own hands.

As he was thinking about it, he recalled the unpleasant conversation in Marineland and asked, "Did you know that the Navy invited me to become the King's Shichibukai?"

"Huh? Oh. As expected."

"What do you think?"

"Isn't this your own business? How did you plan it?"

Looking at the warship that had stopped again, Mihawk turned back, looked at Skyler and said, "Let's talk about it after the fight."

"it is good!"

In an instant, the two people, who were chatting like old friends, were at war with each other again. When the sword force exploded, the news birds that flew back in the sky were scared away again.

Many news birds finally understood why their boss did not plan a sea-wide live broadcast for this battle.

I'm afraid those live phone bugs will be directly destroyed by the sword's power and aftermath, right?

When Newsbird flew away again, Mihawk and Skyler also sprinted. The battle between the two seemed to have no plan, just... a battle.

"Zheng~"

When the black knives collided, not even sparks were splashed, but the whole sea was stirred up.

The sea area below 5000 meters in the windless zone, which used to be as calm as stagnant water, but has turbulent undercurrents, now has no undercurrents. Countless sea kings are swimming around, making the sea area turbulent.

They are escaping deeper. Their brains are not strong enough for them to figure out what is going on, but... it is very dangerous. If they don't escape, they will be like those of the same kind that are favored by that human being.

In the G-3 branch, Bogart looked at Garp who was lying on the beach chair with a beer in one hand and a donut in the other, and asked: "Sir, do we really not want to go take a look?"

"What are you looking at?! Do you think my daughter will lose?!"

After Karp finished speaking, he stuffed the donuts into his mouth and reached out to get them again, only to find that the box was empty. He looked through other boxes on the floor and there were no donuts left.

He looked at Bogart dissatisfied and said: "Bogart! Didn't I ask you to prepare a hundred boxes of donuts? Why are they gone? I want to eat donuts and wait for the news of my daughter's victory. !”

Bogart's expression remained unchanged and he said, "Sir, I have indeed prepared a hundred boxes, but you have eaten them all in the past two hours."

"Ah?! Really? Hahahaha~"

Garp laughed awkwardly, and suddenly saw Bogart smiling from the corner of his eye. He frowned and said, "What a joke?! Why don't you get donuts for me?!"

Bogart nodded helplessly. His superior said that Skyler would definitely respond, but he remembered the wrong date. He had been restless since yesterday and had no sleep last night.

Bogart left, but Garp looked at the spontaneously assembled detachments and the warships that could set off at any time, and muttered with disdain:

"What a bunch of losers. It's clear that Skyler can win, but it makes me seem very nervous."

As he spoke, Garp looked towards the direction of the windless zone, and his right leg began to shake unconsciously. The beach chair made an unpleasant "crunch~crunch~" sound, which made him very unhappy.

"Shu~"

Suddenly, Garp stood up and cursed: "Since you want to see it so much, I will take you there!"

"Hahaha~"

On the warship, the members of the detachment all laughed, and even Bogart smiled.

It’s not like everyone is keen on the battle between the world’s greatest swordsmen. How could everyone be spontaneously prepared and want to watch the battle?

Marine Fando, in the conference room, Sengoku, He, the three alternate generals, and a group of generals who did not need to patrol for the time being, were all gathered in the conference room.

On the wall of the conference room, there is an image phone bug, and the picture is extremely blurry. It cannot be said to be blurry. It is more accurate to say that it is too far away.

In the center of the huge sea in the scene, the island where the battle was taking place was reflected on the wall, but it was only half a fist away.

Except for the bumpy sea surface and the rising sea stacks from time to time, there is nothing to see at all.

Sakaski adjusted his baseball cap over and over again, seemingly unable to wear it correctly.

"boom!"

The irritated Sakaski punched the table and said, "What's going on with Nurkic from the Zhanye detachment? Why are they so far apart?!"

"Sorry, Lieutenant General Sakaski, this is the shortest safe distance. We can't go any further. I have to consider the safety of the Zhanye detachment."

A voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone bug, and Sakaski's dark face suddenly turned red. Because he was so anxious, he forgot that this was not a live phone bug, but an ordinary video communication phone bug.

In other words, the voices of both parties were actually communicating with each other, and Sakaski stopped talking after reacting.

"Ah la la~ It's good to see it, but the navy's communication equipment really needs to be upgraded. Porusalino, can you please report it when you have time...Polusalino...Polusali promise!"

Kuzan turned around and looked at Porusalino, who was rarely sitting upright. He originally thought that he finally became energetic because his former subordinate was about to fight for the title of the world's greatest swordsman, but...

Through Porusalino's brown sunglasses, Kuzan saw two small pieces of paper taped to his eyelids, with eyes drawn on them, lifelike.

Gritting his teeth and taking a deep breath, Kuzan tried to adjust his emotions. Everyone in the conference room felt a little cold in the conference room.

"Hi~ah~oh~"

Porusalino suddenly shuddered and opened his eyes. The edge of the paper scratched his loose eyelids, and his originally crooked expression became distorted.

When Porusalino opened his eyes, he suddenly found that all the generals in the conference room were looking at him with dangerous eyes.

"Yo~ Still fighting~"

He suddenly pointed at the curtain, but found that none of his colleagues around him moved their eyes.

Because...it's only been 5 minutes since the screen appeared, but aren't we still fighting? !

The surrounding generals were actually a little angry, because Porusalino was the only general who had ever been Skyler's direct boss, and Skyler was actually sleeping during such an important battle!

This battle is not only about the ownership of the world's greatest swordsman, but also the future propaganda direction of the Navy, and...Skyler's life.

Everything else doesn't matter, but when your colleagues' life and death are at stake, even if you can't take action, you still have to pay attention, right?

"Ahem! Keep reading. The conditions are a bit poor, but everyone can understand it, right?"

Warring States finally spoke up to relieve the tension in the conference room, for no other reason than because last night, when he got off work, he saw for the first time that the lights were still on in Porusalino's office.

And he wasn’t the kind who forgot to turn off the lights when he got off work, and there was no way Porusalino hadn’t turned off the lights.

Because he never went to work long enough to need to turn on the lights.

As a person who has completed the KPI for promotion to general, Porusalino has no important tasks to be busy with, not to mention his character, he will not be busy until that time.

Seeing Sengoku's attitude, Tsurushi probably guessed something. She said for the first time: "If you want to smoke, then smoke. Anyway, the battle probably won't end so soon."

After hearing this, all the generals were stunned for a moment, and then they all took out their cigarettes and started smoking. Since early in the morning, everyone had gathered here, waiting for the screen to appear for a very long time, but no one left the conference room.

Therefore, many generals who are serious smokers are almost anxious at this time.

Seeing everyone taking out cigarettes, Porusalino held three cigarettes in his mouth at once. Sengoku and He had complicated expressions, and then said almost at the same time:

"Give me one too."

After saying that, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, and the two looked at each other in surprise. Warring States even said directly: "Xiaohe, are you too anxious?"

He didn't answer, but took the cigarette and lighter from Porusalino, the only one who offered her a cigarette, and lit one unfamiliarly, pretending to be calm.

On an island in the Great Channel, a man with a big head and heavy makeup pointed to the outside of the building, where he saw a man covered in a robe, and said: "Why did he go out to enjoy the wind so early in the morning today?" ?”

After he finished speaking, a strong man holding a book and sitting elegantly aside raised his head curiously. He had never seen that man acting so abnormally.

Not only these two people, but other people in the room also looked at the man outside, and then looked at the woman who was being questioned, who was wearing revealing clothes but not showing a charming temperament. The woman rolled her eyes at them and said:

"Don't ask about his affairs!"

Many people looked away in boredom, but the strong man who was reading glanced at the bookshelf beside him, where he saw a stack of newspapers from the last hundred days. It was strange that the newspapers were displayed but not destroyed.

But he quickly lowered his head and continued to read the book in his hand. After all, no matter what the man outside symbolized, he was still a human being, and he had emotions as a human being.

The strong man's bear-like hands turned the pages of the book, and coincidentally, he also entered the next section - "Submit Emotions, Overcome Weaknesses, and Conquer the World."

Kingdom of Alabasta, Rain.

Many waitresses from the casino gathered together, and one of them said: "The boss hasn't been out for several days? Is he sick? I don't know if he can get better without anyone taking care of him."

"I see, you just want to take care of the boss, right? Hehe~"

Another waitress teased, and the one who was teased turned red and said, "Don't you want to? I even saw you posted the boss's photo next to your bed!"

"Hmph! I just admire the boss, can't I?"

"Hehe~"

"What are you laughing at? Your recent talk in sleep and calling your boss's name has spread all over Alabasta!"

"How can it be so exaggerated?!"

"Don't you care about your noise?!"

A group of waitresses were laughing and joking, but there was no movement in the room they were paying attention to.

Donghai, Shuangyue Village, Yixin Dojo.

Zoro, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, was wrapped in many bandages, but his green algae-like hair still managed to break through the holes in the bandage mesh. Zoro unknowingly moved to Kuina, who was frowning and slashing at the wooden figure, and said:

"Hey! Kuina! Where is the master? Why didn't you see him today?"

"My grandpa called him over."

Kuina answered impatiently, but Zoro showed a surprised smile and said, "Wow! You actually have a grandfather?!"

When Kuina heard this, her brows furrowed even deeper, and she stopped attacking the wooden man. She slowly turned around and faced Zoro. Her body was obviously ready to attack, and she said, "Nonsense, who doesn't have a grandpa?"

Zoro didn't notice Kuina's movements. He put his hands behind his head and said confidently: "I don't have one. And people say that I don't even have a parent."

"you..."

Kuina, who was about to take action, stopped her movements. After a brief moment of shock, she stopped looking at Zoro and struck at the wooden man again. The bamboo sword collided with the wooden man, making a noisy sound.

"Hey, Kuina, what's the point of beating a wooden man who can't fight back? Let's duel?"

"..."

"Kuina, didn't you hear? Let's duel? I think I know how to beat you."

"..."

Looking at Guina who ignored him, Zoro pursed his lips and said, "Are you sad? Did something happen to grandpa?"

"You are so noisy!!!"

Kuina stopped and roared at Zoro. For a moment, everyone in the dojo looked at Kuina and Zoro.

Zoro was also stunned, looking at Kuina, then lowered his head, turned around, lowered his hands, and said, "I understand, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Wait!" Kuina called out to Zoro, but Zoro did not look back as happily as before. Kuina clenched the bamboo sword in her hand, feeling a little at a loss. After a long time, she said:

"Just do what you said and let's duel! Since you want to lose so much!"

"Okay! Just wait, I'll get the sword!"

Zoro jumped up and cheered, running towards the corner where the bamboo sword was stored, but Kuina was stunned for a moment because she saw Zoro with a smile on his face and tears streaming down his face at the same time.

In a corner of the village, in the backyard of Kozaburo's residence, a dusty forge was now bathed in sunlight again.

Koushiro smiled and looked at his father while sifting through the charcoal.

Has it been many years?It seems that after my mother died, my father never lit the forge again, because my father said that my mother liked silence.

When Koushiro was a child, he didn't like his father when he was making swords, because his father would always make one sword after another that looked very powerful, and displayed it in a room. Except for Wado Ichimonji in another room, the other The father did not allow himself to touch the knife.

Once, he secretly took a knife made by his father and dueled with his friends in the dojo. After his father discovered it... his father came back, broke all the knives he forged and melted them in a pot.

From that time on, every time his father made a knife, he would pick up the hammer and smash the knife into pieces. Because of this, the relationship between Koushiro and his father fell to a freezing point.

It wasn't that Koushiro didn't want to reconcile with his father, but Kozaburo stopped talking to his son when he was forging swords. Over time, the father and son stopped talking even outside of the time when they were forging swords.

Until my mother died.

Koushiro was remembering the past, while Kozaburo looked at his son, with a lump in his throat, swallowed his saliva, and then said: "You are thinking about that too, right? Why don't I let you touch the knives I forged? "

Hearing this, Koushiro was silent for a while and nodded. He knew the answer in his heart, but it was not from his father's mouth. He still wanted to hear his father explain it to him.

"Because the knives I forge are murder weapons. If you don't have the desire to commit murder, don't wield them! If you treat the knives I forge like a child's play, your soul will be devoured!"

Seeing the surprised look in his son's eyes, Kozaburo smiled like a child who succeeded in his mischief.

Koushiro was indeed shocked, because after so many years, he had already understood the first half of what his father just said, but he had never thought about the second half.

However, Koushiro soon smiled again and said, "Father, I should be able to touch the knife this time, right? Because I will no longer treat every knife like a child."

"no!"

Kozaburo's tone was firm, but Koushiro's face became darker little by little. Seeing his son's appearance, Kozaburo took a deep drag on his pipe and said:

"Because I...can no longer make a knife worthy of you, I have been wasted."

Koushiro looked at his father. He had never seen his father so helpless. Even on the day his mother died, the man just changed into black clothes and walked around the village with his mother in white. .

Later, Koushiro found out that it was the wedding dress of his father and mother.

At that time, my father's back was still straight and his shoulders were still reliable, but now...

His own father would actually show such a helpless expression because he could no longer make a knife worthy of him.

"Father, you should know that I don't care."

Tears in Koushiro's eyes made his eyes misty, but Kozaburo shook his head and said, "I care."

Kozaburo blinked hard, stood up, and said, "Okay, it's time to raise the furnace, and you don't have to be sad. Now you don't need to rely on any knife.

I forged the knife just to see how desolate I had become.

No matter what, this will be the last time I forge a knife. Do you still remember my dad’s unique skills? "

"Forging two knives at the same time."

"Hahaha~"

Hearing that his son still remembered the skill he was most proud of, Kozaburo laughed, but the laughter sounded a little thin.

"Give you a chance and swing the hammer for me. I can't swing it now."

When Kozaburo walked to the forge, he did not pick up the sledgehammer he was used to using on the croissant anvil table. Instead, he picked up a small hammer that was rusty and had never been used.

Koushiro also stood up, walked over with the sifted coke, and said, "Dad, if a knife of famous quality is forged this time, will it be my credit or yours?"

"Forehead..."

Kosaburo was stunned for a moment, looking at Koshirō who was swinging the hammer stiffly, and then smiled: "With your skills, I don't know if you can persist until the end of the forging, and you still want to forge a famous sword, hahaha~"

After saying that, while the coke was heating, Kozaburo looked into the distance, saw the sea in the distance through the gap in the fence, and said: "It's a pity that the sword of the world's greatest swordsman was not forged by me. call taxi."

Koushiro also followed Kozaburo and looked towards the sea, speechless for a long time.

"You have become a great swordsman, why don't you go to the sea and make a name for yourself! Staying in a remote dojo in the East China Sea and teaching swordsmanship? Are you stupid?! You have to give it a try, right? If it doesn't work, why don't you come back?!"

Ten years ago, when I told my father that I wanted to stay in Donghai, Shuangyue Village, and Yishin Dojo, my father had the same regretful look in his eyes, right?

However, his father still handed over the dojo to him.

Koushiro looked at the regretful Kozaburo and said, "Dad, the next greatest swordsman in the world will wear the famous sword you forged and become famous all over the world."

"Have you figured it out? But...why are you fighting with them? The invincible sword power is really unprecedented!"

"I may not be able to do it, but I will teach him. I will spend the rest of my life teaching him the greatest swordsman in the world."

"The world's greatest swordsman was not taught."

"You have to give it a try, right?"

Father and son looked at each other and smiled.

"

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~"

The sounds of father and son forging swords complement each other with the sounds of battles between two black sword swordsmen in an unknown distance in the sea. They are also contenders for the world's greatest swordsman who have cultivated their invincible sword skills.