Fengxiang

Today, because of the government's summoning of Shichibukai, he was not in a good mood. He was looking for the red-haired life paper to compete with him, but he came to a small island. He really is a leisurely man.

Lifting his feet and walking, he saw the red hair and the backbone flying around in the sky, so he raised his eyebrows and asked. "What kind of banquet is this?" At this moment, he noticed a girl named Charlotte, who seemed to be manipulating the wind, with a vaguely familiar feeling, and even the eagle with her felt very kind to him.Using a power he has never seen before, neither a devil fruit nor a domineering, even if he is stared at by him, he is not timid. With doubts and interests, he did not leave that night and stayed.

As the morning light fell, he leaned on the stone to meditate. After a while, she and Ben Beckman practiced sparring not far away. Curiosity prompted him not to leave, but to observe patiently for a while.In all fairness, she is very good at swordsmanship, far surpassing her peers. It seems that she has learned too many complicated things to be able to specialize, otherwise she might be a good opponent in a few years.Ben Beckman also spoke highly of her, and she complained like a little girl that she was completely different from what she saw yesterday.

'Your ability is a great burden on the body. ’ Ben Beckman came to the same conclusion as himself.

She told how she hadn't adapted to that kind of power, how she had been trained by her own sword for seven years, was pushed into a dangerous climate, and was forced to learn bows and arrows that she was not familiar with, but can a sword do this?Knife conscious?Hearing this, his breath was stagnant, but he didn't expect her to be so sensitive to breath and found him immediately.

"Hmm...who?" Her voice was very soft, she completely deviated from her attitude towards Ben Beckman, and became a lot more solemn.

"It's me." So he stepped out from behind the rock.

"Huh?" She was surprised to see herself, with disbelief shining in her eyes.

"I didn't eavesdrop, I was there a long time ago." Looking at the dazed Charlotte, she somehow defended herself.

"Hehe~ Hawkeye, you are still so perfect in restraining your breath." Ben Beckman smiled indifferently.

"Well, then why did you suddenly reveal your breath?" She asked puzzled.

"Is your knife conscious?" That's enough to answer.

"En. Do you want to see it?" She smiled understandingly, and said something that made him more interested.

"Can you see?" He and Ben said in unison.

"Floating Wind, in the name of Wind Envoy, I command you to show your true form in front of me." She pulled out the knife, lay it on her chest, and said a spell with a holy expression. The blade began to emit more and more intense white light until the light The dizziness dissipated, revealing a little elf.

He looked directly at the elf and wanted to inquire, but was startled by a strange sense of familiarity. He felt as if he knew it, just like the eagle.

"Pa~" the elf kicked Charlotte on the forehead, and cursed through gritted teeth. "Idiot, what do you do if you were attacked by such a trick and your heart was stabbed? Do you want to die again?"

"..." Mihawk felt that such a scene seemed familiar.

"Xiao Huan~ Don't be so angry, I'm fine~~haha." She seemed to be going to fool her, she smiled silly, and used the two of them as a shield. "Oh~ By the way, these two are people who want to see you, Joracle Mihawk and Uncle Ben, this is the first time you have seen Uncle Ben."

"You..." The elf was also shocked to see himself.

"Little Fantasy?"

"Hey, it's nothing, I just think his spiritual pressure is a bit strange." But he quickly recovered and smiled.

"Eh? I think so too." She nodded in agreement, what is Reiatsu?

"You are not an ordinary knife." Mihawk locked the elf.

"Well, is there a knife that can transform." Ben Beckman also looked at Xiaohuan, it was obviously not a dead thing anymore.

"Of course, Xiao Huan is the blade I condense with my soul." She looked proud.

"Stupid, don't talk nonsense." The elf kicked her forehead again.

"What does it matter, Uncle Ben is not a bad person, and that... Eagle... Uh... Mi... Mi... Uncle, he is not like a talkative person."

"..." Uncle Mi?Mihawk raised his eyebrows and looked at Charlotte. Is this a name for himself?

"Zanpakuto, its shape and ability are built on the basis of its own soul. The shape, size and ability of the sword vary according to each person's situation and personality. Each Zanpakuto has its own soul, thought, and personality. , don’t think it is a weapon. Live and perish with me, this is Zanpakuto.” She straightened her narration with a calm expression.

"Zanpakuto?" Mihawk repeated in a low voice.

She continued to tell her incredible experience. "Well, generally speaking, only ghosts who have died or people who are born with spiritual power have the chance to get it. Well~ I probably have both. Uncle Ben, do you remember the time when I was unconscious in the East China Sea?"

"Ah~"

"I was in a coma for half a year, but I was actually dead and went to another world. Do you understand me when I explain it this way?"

"..." Is there another world after death?Mihawk squinted his eyes and stared at them, but there was no need to lie, it was indeed not like the power of this world.

"Another world?" Beckman opened his eyes wide.

"Well, it's not surprising that anything happens in this world, isn't it?" Heh~ Indeed, it's not surprising that anything happens in this world.

"Idiot, don't think that death is a big deal." He leaned on her nose angrily.

"Hmm..." Suddenly she swayed and was supported by Beckman, and the elf once again changed into a knife and fell to the ground.

"Charlotte, what's the matter? Don't do such dangerous things in the future, you can't bear such power." Ben Beckman warned her seriously.

"Hehe~ Well, I'm probably confused. Although I don't have those memories, I know I'm different."

Her expression was confused, as if she was thinking about another world, is she so confused?It's funny how he obviously knows him by the look of the knife, isn't it?

"Charlotte, draw your sword and attack with all your strength." Mihawk said standing 10 steps away from Charlotte.

"Huh?" X2

"What? Do you disdain my guidance?" Mihawk smiled lowly, the expressions of the two were exactly the same.

"No, how come, Uncle Mi give me 10 minutes to meditate."

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"Huh...huh..." Charlotte lay on the ground panting.

"Insufficient strength, too weak body, you are a skilled swordsman but you must pay attention." Mihawk looked down at Charlotte who was limp on the ground.

"Uncle Mi, I just got poisoned a few days ago, and just now I broke the seal of the knife. I'm only 14 years old, I'm not a superman. Don't make it seem like I'm lazy and haven't exercised." Charlotte propped up her body and retorted.

"Don't make excuses for your weaknesses."

"Hi~!" Charlotte lowered her head and became depressed. I can't improve my strength no matter what.

"There is an island called Do'er Bolton in the South China Sea, go and stay there for a while." Looking at the decadent Charlotte, Mihawk threw out the sweet dates.

"Uh?"

"Hawkeye Charlotte is still young, and girls have inherent disadvantages in terms of strength." Ben seemed to want to stop him.

"Uncle Ben, don't worry. I'm not a pure swordsman. If I run away, no one can catch me. What's there? Is it dangerous?"

"You'll know when you go." She is very confident. Is it the support of the mysterious power?Turn around and walk towards the coast. "If you can, don't use other powers to get out."

"Oh~ I will work hard, see you, Uncle Mi."

In the next few years, he would hear news about her in various places, and would meet her occasionally. He asked himself a lot of things from the realm of swordsmanship to the customs of various places. It seemed that he had a good life. After a long time, he finally knew why She'd be on good terms with the redhead, two playful, childlike people with one thing in common—her brother.

As for the question of why he trusted himself, he didn't understand the answer until a long, long time later, what a naive reason, and he didn't even have the strength to get angry.The red hair once teased him whether he fell in love with Charlotte, but he didn't make a sound, only he knew it, he just felt that Charlotte was very familiar, it was the intimacy from the soul that had nothing to do with love.

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Well~ I'm thinking about the revision, everyone, just pretend you didn't see it.