Pirates: The Strongest Justice

"Wow~ When did you, old man, show up!"

Zoro was frightened by the sudden sound, and his whole body suddenly became excited, and he stood up like a carp!

"Oh? How to explain?"

Atlas was not surprised at all and turned around slowly. He had already noticed the old man's arrival.

"Third Generation Ghost..."

The old man did not answer Atlas's question. Instead, he looked nostalgic and remained silent for a long time.

"The sword... is a 'human-killing kitchen knife'. It is designed to take people's lives. It is a serious weapon!"

Atlas was not kept waiting for long. The old man spoke like a tiger or a wolf as soon as he opened his mouth, and a fierce aura rushed towards his face.

"babble!!!"

Ignoring Zoro's strange cry, the old man continued, "Each sword has its own personality, and a swordsman must be able to tame it before he can truly use it for his own use!"

"If you say that the dangerous sword is the 'demon sword', that is simply nonsense. It should be called a famous sword. It is just a group of mediocre swordsmen who are afraid of him!"

After saying that, the old man raised his eyes and glanced at the Third Generation Kitetsu on Atlas's waist, "You didn't really conquer this famous sword, you just used it forcefully based on your courage."

"Are you Mr. Kozaburo?"

Hearing that these words were similar to what Koshiro had taught him before, Atlas immediately guessed his identity. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to tell that they were a father and son just from their appearance. However, Koshiro did not mention their 'Shimotsuki' surname, the father and son did not take the initiative to reveal it, and Atlas would not take the initiative to reveal it.

The talkative old man in front of him was dressed in a traditional Wanokuni kimono. His thick hair was tied into a ponytail, and his two eyebrows were connected together. His face was very abstract, not at all like Koshiro's smiling good-natured look. Instead, he had a kind of The evil spirit of self-anger without authority.

"That's right, how did you know, Marine brat?"

Kozaburo was a little surprised. Would he, an old man who lived in seclusion in the small mountain village of East Blue, be remembered by Marine? Marine's intelligence agency is so powerful, but he smuggled away from Wanokuni and came here more than thirty years ago.

"I once studied under Mr. Koshiro for a period of time, and I was honored to hear Mr. Koshiro mention you."

"Marine..." Kozaburo looked thoughtful and asked after pondering for a moment, "Canos Atlas? The extremely talented Marine that Koshiro mentioned to me?"

A few years ago, Koshiro did mention to him a Marine who was extremely talented in swordsmanship, but it was so long ago that he couldn't connect the two for a while.

"You are not just talented!"

Kozaburo showed a meaningful smile.

As a swordsmith who forged countless famous swords, he believed that his eyesight had not diminished much even with his old age. The aura of the Marine in front of him was no worse than those of those powerful men who were famous in the sea.

"you flatter me."

Atlas replied calmly, then turned to look at Zoro, who still looked confused.

"Continue our agreement, Zoro."

"Eh? What's the agreement?"

"Join Marine and pursue your own way of swordsmanship. I hope to see you at Naval Headquarters in the future! I'm very optimistic about you, but don't let me down."

"This is an agreement between men!"

Looking at Atlas with a serious look on his face, Zoro murmured to himself, "Marine...? It seems good."

Then he nodded heavily!

Snapped!

Third Generation Ghost was solemnly handed over to Zoro's hands in a serious atmosphere.

Very cold!

This is the first feeling after buying Zoro.

"Are you sure this child can control this Third Generation Onei Tetsu, otherwise it will harm him."

Kozaburo began to pour cold water.

"Huh? Are you looking down on me? It's just a demon sword!"

Zoro obviously didn't listen to what Kozaburo just said. He only knew that the sword in his hand was a demonic sword that was difficult for ordinary swordsmen to conquer.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zoro took out the Third Generation Ki Tetsu in his hand. The black monster pattern and the bright and sharp blade almost completely reflected his face.

"Then let this knife decide for itself!"

The blade was very long, but Zoro still used all his strength to throw the demonic sword into the sky, placing his tiny arms where the sword must pass.

"Appeared……"

Atlas curled his lips, already somewhat mentally prepared for this scene.

Kozaburo didn't stop him, but there was a hint of unknown meaning in his eyes.

shake! shake! shake!

The blade kept spinning in the air, making dull sounds as it rubbed against the air. Time seemed to be infinitely slowed down until...

clang!

Kitetsu fell, but Zoro's arm remained undamaged!

"good."

Atlas had already expected it, but he still praised it with a happy face,

"This kind of courage..."

Kozaburo, on the other hand, was a little distracted. Zoro, who was only 7 years old, had this kind of courage. He didn't know whether it was because he was ignorant or fearless.

Old...

He is indeed old. According to the plot of the comic, Kozaburo should die around 1510 in the Sea Circle Calendar, which means he only has two years, or at most three years, to live.

"But it seems you don't have your own weapons, right?"

Kozaburo suddenly became concerned about Atlas' weapons, and there seemed to be some hesitation and...reluctance in his eyes.

"It's okay. If we are lucky, my weapon should be on the way."

Atlas said mysteriously, and at the same time added silently in his heart, he is still your Wanokuni's national treasure.

He didn't fool Kozaburo. According to the time in Atlas's memory, the Moria guy should have sailed the Thriller barque into the foggy sea from West Blue's hometown two years later. This guy didn't seem to know that he was currently digging in Wanokuni. The mine has still escaped.

"I have a knife here that might work for you."

Kozaburo didn't know that Atlas had already begun to have the idea of ​​​​their Wanokuni national treasure in his mind, otherwise he would probably regret that he wanted to give him the sword as a gift.

"Demon sword?"

Atlas knew the sword-making skills of the old man in front of him. Wado Ichimonji and Oden's Enma Demon Sword were all made by him. These are two famous swords that rank among the 21st-level swords!

"No, it's not the demon sword." Kozaburo shook his head, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

When people get old, it’s easy to miss the past...

"When I was young, I forged a sword that I considered to be the highest in my life, a very real sword! You can feel the chill when you hold it in your hand. I gave that famous sword... "

"The name of the king of hell!"

"However, later I also forged an unknown famous sword. Strictly speaking, it cannot be considered as forging by me..."