I'm Selling Exercises in Pirates

Within the scope of free movement, Carl is invincible and can be driven by his will.

It's just that it takes money to increase the range, and 100 million Bailey can only add 10 meters.

Turning his attention to the newly recharged Billion Bailey, Carl bought the free range without hesitation.

Now Carl's free range has increased from 100 meters to 200 meters.

After everything was done, Carl was lying in the air again, ready to go to sleep.

All beginnings are hard.

With the first business of the red hair, Carl did not worry about the difficulty of the subsequent business. With his publicity, more and more people will naturally come here.

At that time, it is time to increase the price, not like the red hair, in order to make the first business, always give the other party a friendly price.

......

Upside Down Mountain.

Entrance to the Grand Line.

On the high-raised sail, a hideous skull was particularly conspicuous, and two red scratches slid across the black eyes of the skull.

Red Hair Pirates parked the boat in a port on the coast.

There is a village here, the village is not big, there are about twenty households, all along the coastline.

The crew stayed on board and went about their business, and the redhead and Benn Beckman got off the ship and went straight to the blacksmith not far away.

Famous swords in the pirate world, such as Twelve Fast Workers, are mostly from Wanokuni, a place known as the hometown of samurai.

Due to its geographical advantage and the fact that most of the samurai warriors have relatively high force values, even Marine dare not attack easily, it is a third party standing apart from Marine and pirates.

Since it was occupied by Kaido using the alienation scheme, it has also become his base.

With Red Hair's current power, naturally, he would not be foolish enough to provoke such a power.

In addition to Wanokuni, there are many blacksmith shops in other places. In addition to those requisitioned by Marine, this one in Upside Down Mountain is a relatively famous one.

Although you can't create a famous sword like the Supreme Sword, as long as you have good materials, you can also create a good sword for you.

"Hotz, long time no see."

In the blacksmith shop, an old man with gray hair and a beard heard someone calling his name and looked back.

Recognizing the person who came, he squinted and smiled: "Shanks, why did you suddenly think of coming to my forge?"

"I wanted to hit a sword, and I happened to be passing by here, so I wanted to ask for your help."

"Oh? Don't you have a Griffin on you?"

The redhead glanced at Griffin at his waist, this dagger was built for him by the old man in front of him.

"Well, I want to build a bigger one, this one is too small and not very convenient."

"I want to build something like this."

Saying that, the redhead started to gesture with his hands, and then he was afraid that the old blacksmith wouldn't understand.

He took out a pen and paper, and drew the outline of the sword according to the shape of the heavy sword held by the figure in his memory.

"That's it, it weighs five thousand pounds."

"Shanks, are you kidding me?"

Hotz looked at the redhead oddly.

"Captain, are you sure you can move it?"

Benn Beckman was ashamed, thinking the captain was just interested.

Not to mention the appearance of the sword with two blunt edges, the huge sword body is not conducive to fighting.

The weight of 5,000 kilograms was difficult to hold, let alone a knife, and it became a burden invisibly.

"I'm not kidding, you just need to help me build it."

The corners of the red-haired lips curled into a confident smile.

If before, his expression was the same as that of Benn Beckman, who felt that such a sword would not work at all, contrary to the traditional theory of swordsmanship.

But after personally experiencing the power of this sword move, and comprehending the profound meaning in the sword manual, he realized that the world is so big, and there is still such a domineering and exquisite swordsmanship in the world.

"Hey~ Since you insist on such a sword, then I can't help it."

Hotz sighed: "But to build such a heavy sword, a lot of materials are needed, and ordinary iron can't support it at all, and it is easy to break."

"You don't have to worry about that."

The redhead gave a look, and Benn Beckman dropped a huge box on the ground, smashing a deep hole and raising layers of ashes.

Hotz lifted the top of the box and frowned, "Is this... a meteorite?"

"The old blacksmith really has the vision to extract the black iron, then it's up to you."

A smug smile appeared on the redhead's face.

Fortunately, I asked Mr. Carl about the origin of the sword before leaving.

Mr. Carl said: "The black iron sword is made of black iron, extracted from meteorites that fell from the sky. This sword is powerful and unusual, weighing 5,000 catties."

Benn Beckman looked at the scene in front of him, a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

The emotional captain has been collecting meteorites everywhere for more than a month, just to create such an epee, I hope the captain is serious.

With such materials, let alone a red-haired request, the old blacksmith is even more interested.

In his life, he has made countless weapons, and he has also used relatively rare materials, but it is the first time to forge such as the black iron in the meteorite.

"In two months at most, I will definitely create an epee that will satisfy you."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news."

After the explanation, the redhead and Benn Beckman returned to the boat.

......

Two months passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, the crew also asked curiously.

The redhead just lay leisurely on the deck whistling and did not respond.

Benn Beckman frowned and remained silent.

At this time, a gray-haired old man ran under the red-haired pirate ship, waving his hand and shouting:

"Shanks, your sword is ready."

"Hotz, you said my sword is ready?!"

Hearing the sound, the redhead asked excitedly, lying on the edge of the boat.

"Of course, don't look at who I am Hotz!"

Hotz smiled proudly.

The fat man with the green hood and the barbecue in his hand looked around and asked:

"Isn't it ready? What about the sword?"

"That sword weighs 5,000 jin. How can I move this old bone?"

"Don't talk too much, take me to see the sword."

The red-haired jumped directly from the boat, carrying Hotz and rushing to the blacksmith shop.

"Five thousand pounds? Did I hear it right?"

Crew, you look at me, I look at you.

"It's useless to think so much, just watch it and you'll know."

Benn Beckman's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and he couldn't figure out what the redhead meant after thinking about it for two months.

Along the way, they followed the red hair to the blacksmith shop, and the crew saw an epee laying flat on the fire table of the blacksmith shop.

The body of the sword is three feet long, with no sharp edges on both sides as blunt mouths, and a red light faintly shone through the deep blackness of the sword body.

"This is the sword the captain spent two months forging?"

The crew looked at each other, speechless.

Because the epee in front of me doesn't seem to match the identity of the great swordsman in my impression at all...