People are pirates, this navy is not very fair!

It was noon, and the sun was blazing in the sky.

East China Sea, Frost Moon Village.

On the loess road leading to Shuangyue Dojo, in the rice fields on both sides of the road, many farmers were bending down, waving their sickles, and harvesting the mature rice in the rice fields.

Sephiroth put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the Frost Moon Dojo while admiring the pastoral scenery.

When he was about to arrive at his destination, he saw Guina sitting on a stone by the roadside, wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

Her eyes were swollen and red. She must have been crying for a long time...

Seeing this scene, Sephiroth walked a few steps quickly and knelt down. With a puzzled expression on his face, he looked at the blue-haired little loli:

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Today I told my father that I want to become the world's greatest swordsman.

But he told me that girls have certain defects in their physical condition... they will never be able to become the world's greatest swordsman..."

Hearing this, Sephiroth immediately chuckled. He reached out and touched the top of the little Loli's head and comforted:

"Don't listen to your father's nonsense! The factors that determine whether a person can become the world's greatest swordsman are not gender, but talent and perseverance."

"really?"

Guina raised her head blankly and looked at the silver-haired young man with a strangely handsome face. A glimmer of hope rekindled in her eyes.

"Of course it's true... The world is very big, with all kinds of different races!

According to your father, the race that can produce the world's greatest swordsman should be the fish-men race, whose natural wrist strength is ten times greater than that of humans, or the giant race, which is naturally huge and powerful...

The greatest swordsman in the world has nothing to do with ordinary humans like us...

But in fact, among those races that are physically stronger than us, there has never been anyone who can reach the top position of the world's greatest swordsman! "

"Forget it! I won't talk about other races...just take the strong women among us ordinary humans as an example!

In the new world, there is a sea emperor who dominates the Totland Sea, Charlotte Lingling!

She is a woman, but her strength surpasses ninety-nine percent of the men in the world. Many famous swordsmen are no match for her.

Therefore, gender and race have never been factors that limit a person's ability to become the world's greatest swordsman. Talent and perseverance are..."

"But Father..."

Kuina pursed her lips a few times, and a trace of hesitation flashed across her face. She believed in her father more than the silver-haired young man.

Seeing this situation, Sephiroth suddenly smiled evilly, and he said in a persuasive manner:

"Your father, Koushiro...

He is just an ordinary swordsmanship teacher who teaches the villagers how to practice swords in the village dojo. How has he ever seen the vastness of this world!

Just ask Koushiro if he has heard of Charlotte Lingling. She also uses a knife and is a woman.

If you let him feel his conscience, can he win against others?

I can guarantee that he will not be able to beat that woman!

Since he himself can't beat a woman, why can he be sure that a female swordsman can't become the world's greatest swordsman? "

"Oh~! I'm going to ask my father right now..."

Little Loli Guina sniffed, a hint of joy flashed across her face, she quickly stood up and ran to the dojo.

After a while, she saw Koushiro standing in the swordsmanship dojo, instructing a student in swordsmanship.

"Father, I want to ask you something!"

"What's wrong, Kuina...what do you want to ask?" Koushiro asked doubtfully.

"Have you ever heard of the woman Charlotte Lingling?"

"Huh!?... I read in the newspaper that she is a big pirate who roams the New World."

"Father, she is a woman, and she also uses a knife... I have to tell my conscience, can you beat her?"

"..."

Sensing the looks from the students, Koushiro suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure in his heart.

At this moment, Sephiroth also walked into the dojo with his hands in his pockets and looked at him with interest.

In the end, Koushiro chose to tell the truth:

"Ahem!...I can't beat Charlotte Lingling."

Finally, he explained to the people around him:

"The opponent is the emperor of the sea who dominates the new world. He is the top strong man in this world. It is normal that I can't beat him..."

"Then Father, you can't even defeat a woman, so why do you think a female swordsman can't become the world's greatest swordsman?"

"..."

Facing Kuina's rhetorical question, if the other party hadn't mentioned Charlotte Lingling, he could have used the same rhetoric as before to fool her, but now he didn't know how to refute...

Sephiroth chuckled and shook his head, then turned and walked to the backyard. Kozaburo was going to officially start blacksmithing today. He was going to observe and learn, and help out by the way.

The backyard of Shuangyue Dojo, the forging house.

As soon as Sephiroth walked into the open door, he saw Kozaburo placing a large red-hot iron bar on the forging table, picking up the hammer, and banging it hard "Dang Dang Dang Dang!" Remove impurities from iron bars.

The big red-hot iron bar is thicker than the back of an ordinary person's hand. It is very laborious to knock. During the process, it needs to be put back into the furnace from time to time to heat and maintain the temperature.

Sephiroth also suggested whether Kozaburo needed him to bring a forging press to speed up the forging, but the other party directly refused because it would not be possible to use Haki to refine the unformed sword.

Kozaburo hammered for a while, but his domineering energy was too much, so he chose to let Sephiroth take over and continue to hammer the iron bars, giving the latter some pointers on blacksmithing techniques from time to time.

Dang-dang-dang...!

The scorching heat came from the red iron bars. Every time Sephiroth picked up the hammer and struck it down, sparks would fly out.

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Seeing the sun outside the window gradually setting towards the west, Kozaburo, who had been smoking a dry cigarette, stopped him.

"That's enough! If we continue to process it at this time, it will have a negative impact on the flame stone component in the material.

If you want to create a fire-attributed sword, or even a supreme sword, you need to pay attention to the influence of inconspicuous external factors.

You can come over again at noon tomorrow to start..."

"Ok!"

Sephiroth nodded and put the gradually cooling iron bar back into the furnace.

While wiping the sweat from his forehead, he walked to the well in the backyard and washed his face with a bucket of cold well water.

Quietly, Koushiro, squinting his eyes, appeared beside him.

"Mr. Sephiroth...you taught her what Kuina said at noon today, right?"

"Huh!?...That's right!"

Sephiroth shook his wet silver shawl hair, smiled slightly awkwardly, and looked at the other party.

"Actually...the reason why I told Kuina is that a female swordsman cannot become the world's greatest swordsman.

That's because... I don't want her to embark on a path destined to be full of fights and battles..." Koushiro's voice was slightly deeper.

Hearing this, Sephiroth was suddenly enlightened.

I dare say Koushiro, an old father, is worried about his daughter!

"I think... everyone has the right to choose their own path. Since Guina is not willing to be ordinary, she wants to become the world's greatest swordsman, and she has made this her goal.

As a father, you should support her..."

Koushiro opened his mouth and was about to retort.

The door to the backyard was pushed open with a "bang!", and Dorag hurriedly ran to the two of them with a stack of manuscript paper in his hand.

"Comrade, can you help me revise the revolutionary program...

I drove this out overnight, would you like to take a look at it? "

When Dorag spoke, his face was full of unconcealable fatigue, but his eyes were full of fanaticism.

Ever since he had a long sigh with Sephiroth last night, he has been tossing and turning, unable to sleep!

It was true that the other party wanted to trick him into buying arms, but the idea he proposed was extremely feasible!

Therefore, Dolag couldn't help but write down the contents with Sephiroth that night, and combined with his own understanding, he began to work non-stop to compile a revolutionary program for the revolutionary army.

"Eh!?...Okay!"

Sephiroth looked at Dorag's bloodshot and fanatical eyes, and a drop of cold sweat could not help but flow down his forehead.

In desperation, he could only take the manuscript paper handed over by the other party, read it, and express his opinions from time to time...