Pirate: I am Wang Lufei

Chapter 96: The Wisdom of Giving Up Names

Coming out of the dream, it was already night.

Kuina turned around in the dojo, only to see her gentle and elegant father standing by the pool, his hands trembling uncontrollably, as soon as she approached, there were waves of heat.

"Father, you are..." She looked at her father in confusion.

She had never seen her father show such a gesture.

"I'm sorry, Kuina, I'm going to learn the family-inherited knife forging technique recently, so I'm asking you to take care of the dojo during this time."

He said so.

Koshiro Shimotsuki inserted his hands into the pool, feeling the cold and warm water wrapping his arms tightly, and moaned comfortably.

Forging a knife...very hard work, right?

Guina thought.

After explaining some things to Kuina, Shimotsuki Koshiro returned to the forging room again, facing the intense heat, and began to work as a craftsman.

Shimoyue Kozaburo ignored his son, he had already devoted himself to such things as forging knives.

Because of the lack of tools, manual corrections are required in many places. Human beings are not machines after all, and Kozaburo Shimotsuki is not at his peak, so he has to be careful, and no matter how careful he is, he will explode with his meager strength and swing in tons. The power hammer smashed on the red-hot steel ingot.

Time flies by.

Another seven days passed.

In the forging room, a double-edged long sword with a cold light had already taken shape.

"Why Double Blades, Father."

Koshiro Shimotsuki carefully asked this old man who hadn't closed his eyes for seven days and nights.

Double-edged swords are seldom popular at sea, because when people use this double-edged sword, when one side is facing the enemy, the other side must be facing themselves.

At this time, if the sword blade is slashed at the enemy, and the enemy blocks it with a weapon, if the sword bounces back, there will be a certain danger to oneself.

It can be said to be a born Lord Devourer Demon Sword.

"Because it's for the king, Shiro!" Kozaburo Shimotsuki grinned, and he plunged the knife into the pool, filling the air with steam.

"There are only the final decorations left, let me sleep first, unfortunately, it is only as good as a good knife... Is it old..."

"Father, I dragged you back..." Shimotsuki Koshiro was extremely ashamed.

"It's not your fault, there is always regret in everything, isn't it?"

Kozaburo Shimotsuki snored, and his plump arms began to shrink again, even more aged than before.

This time, Kosaburo Shimoyue slept for a whole week before slowly waking up. After waking up, there was another thunderous sound coming from his abdomen.

He was woken up by hunger.

"meat!"

The roar directly shattered the glass and the door.

Kozaburo Shimotsuki roared subconsciously, hunger was constantly impacting his will.

Koshiro Shimotsuki had been prepared for a long time, and he saw that the people around Kozaburo Shimotsuki were full of food and water.

Looking at these foods, Shimoyue Kozaburo couldn't care about anything else, so he grabbed these things and stuffed them into his mouth.

He has not eaten or drank water for two whole weeks.

It's just that he relied on his strong physique to survive.

"Father, you are too crazy to forge knives."

Hearing Kosaburo Shimotsuki's roar, Koshiro hurried to speak.

Even a warrior with a strong physique can't keep destroying his body at will like this.

Kosaburo Shimotsuki ate a full four to five tons of food before he wiped his mouth and had enough energy to talk to Koshiro Shimotsuki.

"If you don't do this, you can't forge a good knife. Only by focusing can you make a good blade." He said.

"It's a pity that now, even if I try my best, I can't raise my grade to the level of He Daoyi."

He looked at his old arm, which had some age spots on it.

"How is Luffy's progress?" he asked again.

"That child has a strong learning ability, and he has a foundation. He has basically understood the swordsman's techniques, and the road ahead only remains to persevere in training and advance his own talent." Koshiro Shimotsuki said.

He didn't expect that Shimotsuki Kozaburo, who had never been in the Daoist field, would care about a pirate's child.

Then he thought about it.

That knife...was it for that boy on purpose?

Wouldn't it be bad to use the demon sword for such a young child?

The same high-grade blades, one is called the famous sword, and the other is called the demon sword, that is, between the sword and the sword, they have their own character.

Demon knives are strong knives, and the weak cannot control them.

"Really? Luffy has already learned Frost Moon's sword way."

Kozaburo Shimotsuki was silent for a moment, wondering whether to hand over the journey of the samurai to his granddaughter Kuina.

Bushido is a way of subordinates, for the benefit of the monarch, there must be someone who is not afraid of sacrifice, and is willing to die for the monarch.

He got up slowly, and walked through the portal destroyed by the sound waves, Koshiro Shimotsuki followed behind his father.

Kozaburo Shimotsuki watched the young swordsmen practicing their swords in the courtyard and in the dojo. Kuina and Zoro were fighting. The green-haired boy's moves were as fierce and fearless as ever, and the swordsmanship was wide open. Together, talk endlessly.

Unfortunately, his force is still a little weaker than Guina.

Kuina, who has practiced her family's swordsmanship since she was a child, is undoubtedly better than the boy Zoro in all aspects.

A bushido like Satoshi is not suitable for Kuina after all.

In contrast, the swordsman with two swords is more suitable for this path.

"Have they become so strong?" Shimoyue Kozaburo was a little surprised.

"Yes, Luffy seems to have given them a lot of things to exercise their bodies, so that their strength and combat experience have improved by leaps and bounds." Koshiro Shimotsuki said.

That's right, that's Karp's grandson after all.

Shimotsuki Kozaburo nodded slightly.

Presumably, Garp taught Luffy a lot of secret skills.

Kuina is undoubtedly a talented swordsman, if she is not a daughter, Shimotsuki Kozaburo believes that she can reach the top.

But Guina is a daughter, and her goal is not just to be a powerful swordsman, such a simple goal, but to be the number one swordsman in the world, to reach the top.

Such a goal, Shimotsuki Kozaburo does not know if he can achieve it, because there have been strong female swordsmen in history, but there is no female swordsman who is strong enough to reach the top... Kuina, who has such a great ambition... Why... in the form of a daughter?

He looked away from his granddaughter complicatedly.

If Kuina is a boy, then she... he must be able to reproduce the legend of slaying the dragon 800 years ago, right?

The girl's eyes were sharp, and she saw her grandfather looking at her from the corner of her eyes, so she was determined to win beautifully.

In the next second, the words of He Dao knocked Sauron's swords away.

"You are still far away!" The girl proudly raised her head, revealing her beautiful swan neck.

But the grandfather's gaze shifted to Sauron.

"Human beings are timid because they love their bodies!"

"Abandoning the name, abandoning the wisdom, and then cutting off the head after emptying it, this is the way of Shura, [abandoning the name and wisdom] is also true."

Passing by Sauron, the old warrior said so, and went back to the forging room.

That sword, there is still a final process to be completed.

The young king will not live here for long, and as he embarks on a new journey, offer up both swords.

Kuina held the Hedao Yizi, her head lowered slightly, and an emotion called jealousy was born in her heart.

She looked up at the blue sky, trying to swallow back the tears that came.

The nail has sunk into the flesh.

It's okay Kuina, I will prove myself, I can definitely become the number one swordsman!

I won't cry anymore!

"She Mingzhi...?" Sauron looked at the back of the old man who was walking away with some incomprehension.

He turned around, but saw that there was no trace of blood on Kuina's face.

Her hair covered half of her face, and she raised her head coldly and arrogantly, with the coldness of being independent from the world.