Pirate's Gas Fruit

Chapter 45 No.40 Five Forging Swords and Buying Swords
The shopkeeper looked at Maud, nodded and continued,
"Yes, there are many ordinary knives in the store, and there are also a small number of refined knives. Hundreds of knives are not as good as a precious or famous knife!"

"That's because the famous sword is not only made of the best materials, but also made by the best swordsmiths with perfect sword-making skills. It is not only the superficial sword-making process, but also the spirit and philosophy of the swordsmith. Hit by a knife!"

Maude was speechless when she heard this,

"The spirit and ideas are cast into the sword. This is a bit mysterious. Are you kidding me?"

The knife shop owner's eyes were more serious than ever before and he said, "I never joke when it comes to knives. That's for sure. Can you lend me the knife you are wearing? If my guess is correct, this should be the same knife." Famous sword!"

Maude couldn't help but nodded in surprise, pulled out the famous knife from her waist, Chaolu, and handed it to the shopkeeper. As soon as the fat knife shopkeeper held Chaolu's hand, his eyes suddenly lit up. After careful observation outside, the moving sound of drawing the sword emerged. .
Looking at the blade of the sword that exuded a treasure-like light, after slowly pulling it out, it exuded a dazzling light under the sun's rays.
"What a beautiful sword. This sword is great. It is indeed a famous sword. I saw it right!" After holding the sword and admiring it for a while, the shop owner enjoyed it very much. He put it aside and took a sip of tea quietly. .
"What's the name of this knife?"

"Morning dew means the first drop of dew in the morning light after the dark night. I remember explaining it this way!" Maud looked at the shopkeeper's amazed look and smiled.
The shopkeeper saw Maud's appearance and said with a smile,
"Hahahaha, boy, didn't you just tell me that it is metaphysics for a swordsmith to cast his own spirit and ideas into the sword? Were you kidding? It seems that even you yourself don't understand your own sword!"

"Chaolu is the idea and spirit of the swordsmith who forged this sword, is it true?" Maud said hesitantly after hearing this.
"Do you know the origin of this sword? If you don't mind, I'll tell you in detail. Maybe you can understand it better. I think the swordsmith must have had a strong desire for light, otherwise he wouldn't be able to Will make such a knife!"

As Maud explained the origin of the knife, the shopkeeper nodded involuntarily and secretly thought that it was so. After the knife shopkeeper explained, Maud finally realized that it was probably because the turbulent years of the Kingdom of Oikot were too turbulent. In the darkness, there is a swordsmith looking forward to the light in the darkness, so he forged such a knife.
The knife shop owner took the morning dew and respectfully handed it back to Maud, explaining,

"Boy, since you understand this sword, I hope you will not use this sword to do evil. Otherwise, it will only bring sin and stigma to this sword, because when a person does evil, the famous sword he carries will also Blame it!"

"People will die and knives will be passed down, but knives will always exist with sin and stigma!"

"What you said seems to be somewhat similar to that of Marine Major Dasqi, hahaha!" Mod put the knife on her waist, drank tea and smiled, seeming to think of the Major's sister who had just fought fiercely.
The fat knife shop owner suddenly smiled and said,

"Ah, you're talking about that beautiful sailor. She hangs around outside my shop whenever she has time. It's a pity that she came to my shop countless times, but she just couldn't find the third generation Kitetsu in front of her, hahahaha!"

This old fellow, Maude looked at this fellow's complacent expression, most likely he was secretly competing with Da Siqi, and looked at the three-generation demon sword in his hand in silence and returned it to the owner.
The shop owner didn't answer and said in surprise, "This demon sword has been chosen by you, and you don't plan to buy it!"

"You said that a sword should be paired with a hero, and of course a demon sword should be paired with a ghost hero. Let it wait for its master!" Mod smiled softly. He was a one-sword swordsman, so there was no need to use two swords. He just came here to try it out.
"Don't let this kind of knife be your loss. Anyway, I didn't lose anything!" The shop owner said unhappily without taking it.
"You are so eager to sell, I will accept it!"

Mod was a little speechless when he saw this. He couldn't help but put it down when he looked at the Third Generation of Demon Sword in his hand. The enemies he faced were not necessarily all evil. They might also be the navy. If the famous sword Chaolu didn't want to use the demon sword, the Third Generation of Demon Sword could be used. That’s fine.
"That's right. Come on, kid, I'll settle the score for you. For the sake of our speculation, I'll give you a preferential price of 100 million Baileys!"

"50 Baileys. This sword is a demon sword. It cannot be used by ordinary swordsmen. And you must put it in a bamboo basket and sell it cheaply!" "What, you robbed a demon sword for 50 Baileys? You Thought you were a pirate!"

"I am a pirate!"

"real!?"

"Really, the bounty is 2000 million Bailey Lane Mod. You can check the Navy's bounty list yourself!"

"50 Baileys, I'll sell it, Uncle Maude!"

Maude held the third generation Kitetsu in her hand, and looked at the knife shop owner with a shocked expression on his face. He simply sold the knife to her for 50 beli, with a smile on his face at the end. Maude was speechless.
After the knife shop owner happily sent him out of the store, the uncle couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead. Looking at the white-haired figure walking away, he couldn't help but quickly returned to the counter, took out a stack of reward sheets, and quickly rummaged through them. Maud's bounty list was released.
"Sure enough, what he said is true. Oh my god, I actually talked for so long with a big pirate who has a bounty of 2000 million Baileys. I even admire my own courage!"

"Maybe I am also a courageous and powerful swordsman, hahahaha!"

Just after the shopkeeper laughed at himself, he drank a few sips of wine, took out a knife from the depth of the counter, but saw Xuewen gently pull out the scabbard, the crisp sound of the sword was extremely pleasant, it was a famous knife.
The shopkeeper caressed the knife and said to himself infatuatedly, "Xue Zou, who will your master be? I'm really looking forward to it!"

During the few hours that Mod was chatting with the knife shop owner, in a large hospital in Rogge Town, in a seriously ill inpatient room, Smoker was lying on the bed and slowly woke up from his coma.
"Mr. Smoker, you're awake, great!" As soon as he made a move, a familiar, sweet and concerned girl's voice came from beside him.
""Dasqi, it's you, what's wrong with me!"

Smoker turned his head and saw the girl wearing the cloak of justice. There was a knife beside her. When he saw the cloak of justice, his expression condensed and his whole body seemed to have strength. He sat up suddenly and shouted,
"By the way, that hateful pirate, the guy with the natural fruit ability, that guy with white hair and a sword, what's his name!"

"Colonel Smoker, his name is Lann Mod!" After hearing this, Dusky immediately replied.
Smoker muttered and said angrily, "Lan Mod, that guy's fruit ability can actually control the air. It's too dangerous. I actually let such a dangerous guy go into the Grand Line!"

Seeing this, Dasqi couldn't help but comfort him, and quickly collected information that could help him find Lann Mod, and told Smog. After hearing that Mod defeated Dasqi and Cyclone Eric, Smog Ge couldn't help but remain silent.
"He is indeed very strong!" Smoker said softly.
"But none of the sailors we surrounded Lann Moder, including me and the mercenary Eric, died. Mr. Smoog seems to have deliberately kept his hand!"

"It is more shameful to be spared by a pirate than to be killed. Now I want to arrest him before he enters the Grand Line!"

Upon hearing this, Smoker knew that Moder intended to keep his hand, but he just felt that he couldn't accept it. He pulled out the infusion tube regardless of Dasqi's objection, put on his coat and ran outside quickly with Dasqi.
The nurses and staff in the hospital couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at the open door of the intensive care unit and the torn off infusion tube, and they couldn't help but be shocked when they looked at the running figure.
(End of this chapter)