Battle of Pirates Bear Roar

Late August, Seiler.

When Locke arrived at this sea area and saw the city known as the City of Steel, he felt that it was worthy of its name.

The entire city is in deep metallic tones, with many tall chimneys, some emitting rich white steam that billows into the white clouds in the sky, and some without smoke at all.

Thick pipes are coiled and intertwined, and go deep into the seabed.

"This is not an island." Locke complained, unable to see any land at all.

Mihawk nodded and said: "The island sank a long time ago. People who didn't want to leave invented a way to raise the buildings higher, thus forming the current steel city of Seiler."

Locke took a look and saw that the permanent record pointer was pointing to the bottom of the sea.

I thought I bought a fake before.

"It's so high. Can you climb up from this ladder?"

Approaching Seiler, Aya saw a ladder set up outside the pipe, extending upwards. It made her little head feel dizzy. It was so high.

Mihawk took a look, dropped the anchor, tied the rope to the ladder, and took out two boxes from the coffin-shaped cabin, which contained the Baileys he had accumulated, "It's time for us to separate here."

"Haha, don't be so cold. I want to see your knife."

Where Locke will go, this navigator will have to decide.

Mihawk didn't force it and handed a box over, "Take it, don't drop it."

"Look what you said, I am such a careless person."

Locke responded carelessly, took the box, and climbed up the ladder.

There are many ladders to the east of Sailer, and they will only reach one place in the end, the east gate 20 meters from the sea.

A wall made of steel surrounded the entire city, with the gates closed and guard towers on both sides.

"Who are you?" The person above shouted.

Mihawk walked below and opened the box, which was filled with Bailey, "I am the customer who came to build the knife."

"Please wait a moment," the man's tone suddenly became kind and friendly, "quickly, open the door."

Creaking, the seven-meter-high iron door slowly opened, and a strange smell greeted us, different from freshness, with the depth of iron.

This strange smell disappeared after Locke stepped through the door.

Of course it's not gone, it's just that Locke's nose has adapted to the air here.

Aya took a deep breath, she liked it here.

Thick steel always gave her a sense of security.

If she didn't sleep with a hammer on her pillow and a shield on her head, she might not be able to fall asleep.

"Dear guest, may I ask which master you are looking for? We have many famous swordsmiths in Sailer, and the weapons we create are very famous."

The man running down the stairs was full of enthusiasm. If he referred the person to a familiar knife maker, he could get a commission from it, "I can recommend you the top knife maker in Seiler."

Mihawk said: "I want to find Brian."

Upon hearing this name, the enthusiasm on the man's face faded a little, "Guest, Brian used to be very famous, but now he is an old man who can't even hold a hammer. If you want to make a knife, I suggest Master Wayne, he made it .”

"I just want Brian."

Mihawk glared.

hiss.

The man took a step back in fright and said subconsciously: "Brian is in Building 253, District [-], Middle Level."

Due to its own structural problems, Seile is divided into three regions: low, medium and high.

There are no shops or housing on the lower floors, only the pipes and lines that support the city. Quality inspection teams and patrol teams are frequent visitors there.

The middle level is divided into thirteen districts, and the first six districts are for business, entertainment, and food.

The last seven districts are all workshops, filled with craftsmen of all kinds, making all kinds of weapons.

The World Government is a big customer here, with huge orders every year.

Secondly, some franchised countries order weapons from here in order to increase their national strength.

These incomes were huge, and most of them were taken by the king and nobles.

The caravan returns to the workshop.

For private orders like Eagle Eye, the income belongs to the individual.

Master swordsmiths usually give priority to making them.

Mihawk went straight to District [-]. There were signposts on the road and he was not afraid of getting lost.

ding ding dong.

Nearing the eighth area, Aya could hear the sweet sound of blacksmithing, "It sounds so nice."

"It's so noisy." Locke slapped his bear ears.

Mihawk replied: "You can go to the front area for a walk first."

Locke smiled and said: "Don't worry, I want to see what Senna Steel looks like."

There are many chimneys erected in District [-], the air is scorching, and the houses are all metallic in color. There is an inlaid house number on the left side of the door, making it clear which building it is.

On the door is the name of the workshop.

Densely packed.

"It's amazing. This is the holy land of blacksmiths."

Aya's tone sounded very excited. Her heavy armor was the embodiment of power. It could block other people's sight, but it couldn't block her sight.

Locke patted her little head and made a clanging sound, "Don't look at those, help look at the house number."

250 buildings, 230 buildings, 99 buildings, [-] buildings

Hey, wait

Aya looked around with her little head, "Here, how can I find this?"

"It's such a mess." Locke also had a headache. When he asked others, most of them were unclear or pointed blindly.

The construction of houses in District [-] is really chaotic, with all kinds of paths crisscrossing and going around. You can't even find the entrance to District [-].

The clanking sound of iron sounds even more annoying.

Locke even wanted to demolish all the houses.

"I'm looking for someone to ask," Mihawk walked towards a tall and thick cleaning lady. After chatting for a while, she was happy to guide him.

Locke touched Fluffy's face.

Aya comforted her: "In the eyes of the fur tribe, you must be a handsome bear man."

"Don't talk to me in a child-friendly tone."

Locke patted her little head angrily, "Follow quickly, don't get lost."

"Wait for me."

Aya spread her legs and started running.

With Mihawk's good looks and charm, Building 250 was finally found.

This is an old house without even a workshop sign. The exterior is even rusty and the door is half open.

The cleaning lady said: "Brian used to be a very good knife maker. Unfortunately, as he gets older, he becomes more stubborn and has a bad temper. His attitude drives away many customers. Now he is an old man who is drunk all day long."

"You know nothing"

Rough curses came from inside.

The cleaning lady was startled and ran away quickly.

A thick hand was placed on the door, and then, a burly old man with gray hair came out, his breath smelling of alcohol, "Do you want to come to me to make a knife?"

Aya raised her head and said, "Can this old man do it?"

Locke touched his chin and said: "You should not be judged by appearance. The more rotten a guy is, the more likely he is to be an expert."

Mihawk threw a box of Baileys over, "This box, and this box, there are a total of [-] million Baileys. I want to buy your Senna steel and build a knife worthy of the world's strongest swordsman." "

Brian caught the box, his blurred eyes full of disdain, "The strongest swordsman in the world, you have such a strong tone."