People are pirates, this navy is not very fair!

On the border of the East China Sea, Shuangyue Village, somewhere on the coast.

A white-haired old man with a haggard figure and a horizontal eyebrow, wearing a kimono and a long sword hanging from his waist, sat cross-legged on the grass with a dry tobacco stick in his mouth.

In front of him, there was a fishing rod, and the fishing line extended to the sea below, drifting gently with the current.

His name is Shigetsuki Kozaburo, he is a famous swordsmith and a samurai.

More than thirty years ago, he took a group of samurai out of the country illegally from Wano and came to the East China Sea.

He met a woman on this island and fell in love with her irresistibly.

So, he chose to settle here, drove away the evil bandits, established Shuangyue Village, and opened a "Shuangyue Dojo" to teach the villagers swordsmanship.

Now, Kozaburo Shigetsuki, who is already old and frail, has left his dojo to his son Koshiro Shigetsuki to take care of, while he comes to the beach to fish every day when he has nothing to do.

In the distant sky, a black figure flapped its black wings and flew towards this side.

Shigetsuki Kozaburo glanced at it and ignored it. He was still sitting on the grass, smoking a dry cigarette leisurely.

After a while, Sephiroth landed on the grass, put away his black flesh wings, and stood two meters away from the old man.

"Kozaburo Shigetsuki...?"

Hearing this, the old man showed doubts and turned his head to look at Sephiroth. He didn't know what the strange young man in front of him was looking for.

Suddenly!

When Kozaburo Shigetsuki's eyes fell on the two long knives on Sephiroth's waist, he couldn't move his eyes away...

"I heard that you are from the country of Wano and are a famous swordsmith. You once forged Yama...

I would like to ask you to help me forge a famous sword that is not inferior to it!"

"I...can't forge a knife of that level...

With my current physical condition, the best I can make is an ordinary dull knife...

Besides, don’t you already have two famous swords?

If I'm not mistaken, one of them should be Black Dao Qiushui, right? "

"I do have two famous swords, and one of them is the black sword Qiushui..."

As he spoke, Sephiroth made a "clang" sound, pulled out the black sword Qiu Shui, and showed the pitch-black blade to the old man's eyes.

Shigetsuki Kozaburo carefully looked at Qiushui for a while, and he said doubtfully:

"This is our national treasure of Wano Country. How did you get it...?"

"Snatched from a pirate named Moonlight Moria..."

"Moonlight Moria...that's it!"

Shigetsuki Kozaburo nodded clearly, as if he understood something.

A few years ago, he also paid attention to the news about Moriah's decisive battle with Kaido in Wano Country...

“This Black Blade Qiushui is very good!

Unfortunately, it has been refined into a black sword by Ryoma, and it will never be able to exert its maximum power in my hands...

Therefore, after I obtained the Black Blade Qiushui, I have been trying to find a weapon that can replace it. "

After hearing what the silver-haired young man said, Shigetsuki Kozaburo immediately nodded in approval and said:

"You have good spirit! A truly powerful swordsman will not covet a black sword that only belongs to someone else...

Refining the black sword yourself is the best choice!"

The corners of Sephiroth's mouth raised slightly, outlining a slight smile:

"That's why...I want you to help me forge a famous sword to replace Qiu Shui..."

Ever since he had the idea of ​​making a famous sword, he has been asking Tezzolo to hire a famous swordsmith to help him forge the sword.

however……

When the other party heard that he wanted to forge a weapon of the level of a great sword, or even a weapon of the supreme level of a great sword, they all shook their heads and bluntly said that their skills were limited and they could not make it!

In desperation, he had no choice but to collect sword forging techniques. After studying it for a while, he finally understood how difficult it was to make a weapon of the level of a sharp sword!

Sephiroth followed the knife forging technical information and picked up a hammer by himself. He hammered for more than a month, but he only managed to make a sword with relatively sophisticated craftsmanship, which could not even reach the level of a sharp knife...

"Didn't I say it?

With my current old body, I cannot forge a good knife at all. "

"What if I can help you regain your youth?" Sephiroth said with a smile.

"how can that be……?"

Shigetsuki Kozaburo looked surprised, subconsciously feeling that the silver-haired young man in front of him was lying.

How can a person return to youth from an old state, unless it is... the power of Devil Fruit!?

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but breathe a little heavier, and his heart began to beat wildly.

To be honest, he has had enough of his old body. His energy and blood are exhausted and he is on the verge of death. He usually feels a little out of breath when he runs a few steps...

"This world is full of incredible miracles...

If I can help you regain your youthful state forty years ago, how about you help me forge a famous sword that is not weak to Yama? "

With a smile on his face, Sephiroth proposed his terms of the deal.

"Can you really help me regain my youth?"

Shigetsuki Kozaburo was still a little doubtful.

"Of course!"

"Okay!... If you can help me regain my youth, I will help you forge a famous sword that is not weaker than Yama!"

After getting the answer he wanted, Sephiroth smiled with satisfaction, and he directly put his hand on the old man's neck.

The surging life force flowed out from his palm and poured into the old man's limbs and bones, causing the other person's skin, flesh, and height to begin to undergo earth-shaking changes!

The wrinkled skin becomes plump, the skinny hands and feet muscles begin to swell, and the rickety body gradually becomes straight and burly.

After a while, the white-haired old man transformed back into a tall, muscular young man with black hair.

"I've really regained my youth...!?"

Shigetsuki Kozaburo had a shocked expression on his face. Looking at his powerful hands, he could even clearly feel the power emerging from his limbs. The previous feeling of weakness and old age was all gone!

Sephiroth narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled, and explained to the other party:

"I put forty years of life into your body...

However, what you need to note is that this life force does not belong to you after all, it is an external force!

If you are seriously injured, this life force will quickly drain away, causing you to return to your old state...

Of course, if you don't suffer any injuries and live a peaceful life, your body will age at a normal rate..."

Shigetsuki Kozaburo calmed down and then looked at the silver-haired young man again. He said in a respectful tone:

"I don't know...what should I call this lord?"

"Just call me Sephiroth."

"Okay! Lord Sephiroth, may I take the liberty of viewing your other knife?"

Hearing this, Sephiroth looked down at the butcher knife at his waist, and then he said:

"This is a very cruel knife, you'd better be mentally prepared..."

As he spoke, the long knife came out of its sheath, bringing with it a gleam of cold light. He handed the butcher's knife's handle to the other party.

Shigetsuki Kozaburo stretched out his right hand and grasped the handle of the knife. As soon as he touched it, he felt a suction coming from the knife, which was continuously sucking his life force!

however……

Shigetsuki Kozaburo had no intention of letting go. He carefully looked at the blue-black blade and the red patterns on it, and said with emotion:

“What a knife!…What a knife!…What a knife!

Swords are tools used to kill people!

The purpose of our knife forging craftsmen is to make the sword better for killing and take more lives...

The maker of this knife has simply taken this concept to the extreme!

What's its name……?"

"Butcher's Knife!"