"Jingle bell."

The bell hanging in front of the door swayed and made a clear sound.

Nuo Lan pushed the door open and walked in. The hot heat of melting steel came along with the cold atmosphere unique to metal.

What comes into view is a neatly furnished and dimly lit blacksmith shop.

The main purpose of his trip this time was to buy a suitable weapon.

After all, the dagger I bought at the grocery store was too short and was not suitable for me now. It could only be used in emergencies.

Nowadays, he can be regarded as a swordsman. How could he not even have a sword of his own?

In the world of One Piece, which is full of dangers, having a weapon that allows him to use his skills can also make him feel more secure.

There are no redundant items for decoration in the blacksmith shop. Apart from the various iron tools that line the walls on both sides and the dark wooden front desk, there is only one piece of metal armor placed at the door worth mentioning.

It is obvious that it has not been completely finished, and the entire armor is an unpainted silver-gray metallic tone.

Although it looks a bit monotonous, it unexpectedly displays a tough momentum.

Metal armor like fish scales are stacked up, covering the chest and shoulders. Just by looking at it, you can feel its powerful defensive power that is difficult to defeat with ordinary swords.

Nuolan's fingers gently brushed the surface of the armor, and a delicate and cold touch came from the fingertips.

I couldn't help but marvel at the exquisiteness of the craftsmanship.

"Boom, boom."

The sound of heavy footsteps came from behind.

Nuolan looked back and saw a tall, bald man walking out of the inner room.

The muscles in his arms were tangled, his smooth forehead was covered with sweat, and he was even holding a hammer with a molten red surface in his hand.

Obviously, this should be the owner of the blacksmith shop.

"Boss, do you sell swords here?"

Nuo Lan stepped forward and asked directly without waiting for the other party to speak.

The strong man seemed a little tired. He just pointed at the walls on both sides and sat down on the chair behind the front desk with a bang.

Nuo Lan glanced in the direction of the other person's finger, looking hesitant.

"Is there anything better? Price is not an issue."

He had already looked at the blades placed on the walls on both sides of the blacksmith shop when he entered the shop.

They are all swords of quite good quality.

But it was only good and did not meet Nolan's expectations.

The first time is always precious and memorable.

Perhaps in the future, as my strength gradually improves and my financial resources become stronger, I will have more than one sword.

But he still hopes that a sword that is durable enough and sharp enough will accompany him when he truly enters the way of swordsmanship and steps onto the world stage.

Moreover, the place where Nolan is now is in the world of One Piece with clear blade levels such as [Twelve Skills of the Supreme Sharp Sword] and [Twenty-one Skills of the Great Sharp Sword].

Even if I know that I am not capable of touching those legendary famous swords now, I should still be able to think about the level of "Good and Quick Knife Fifty Works" and "Quick Knife".

Hearing Nuolan's words, the bald man couldn't help but look at him deeply.

Then he got up and walked towards the back room.

After a while, the strong man came out again with three more metallic objects in his arms.

He carefully placed it on the front desk, tapped his finger on the table, and motioned for Nolan to come over and take a closer look.

First, placed on the far left side of the table is a silver-white dagger two palms long.

The blood groove engraved on the surface makes people not doubt its fatal lethality.

Located in the middle, it is a dark gray ax of moderate size.

On the dark yellow wooden ax handle, the sharp ax blade flashed with cold light in the air.

Finally, Nuo Lan is most concerned about a few utensils.

It is a Tai Dao about three feet long.

Light silver -colored knife shaped like a full moon, with arc -shaped blue pattern engraved on the surface, round and complete.

The blue and black ropes on the handle are interspersed with each other to increase the friction between the handle and the palm.

The scabbard is made of unknown wooden materials with soft texture. The whole body is dark, and there is no gloss on the surface, which looks particularly low -key.

Nuo Lan moved sharply, and his sight was concentrated on the long knife.

"Can I try it?"

He asked a little eagerly.

The strong man nodded silently.

Nova took the long knife gently.

Put the knife horizontally in front of the chest, hold the handle with your right hand, and support the blade of the scabbard with your left hand.

Powerful.

bass--

The knife is first exposed,

One star's cold light is fleeting, and the sharp and sharp.

Nuo Lan narrowed her eyes.

No longer hesitation, the right hand suddenly became power, and the blade was pulled out of the wooden sheath.

— Wow!

The silver -white Cannan filled the entire house, the tip of the knife turned, leaving a bright arc light in the air.

Different from the sound of ordinary air tearing, at the moment of drawing the blade, Nuo Lan seemed to hear some kind of clear sound waves like spring splashing and stream flowing.

Ruiguang stopped.

Nova holds a sword with a single hand, and details it in front of him.

There are more than three feet in length, the knife body is slightly curved, and the silver -white blade does not have a trace of impurities. The pure one is like Qinghui in the night and moon.

The dangerous cold mang blooms from the knife tip, and jumps lightly on the edge of the blade.

"Good knife."

Nova watched the blade in front of her, and couldn't help but admire it.

Nuo Lan, who has an extraordinary perception of ability, does not need to try more, but just when he pumps the sword, he has already perceive the sharpness that is far beyond the ordinary blade.

Soon after he came into contact with Kendo, he did not have time to study in depth.

It can only be discriminated, and it can only start from the most basic level of sharpness.

But even so, at the moment when the long knife was drawn, the inexplicable emotions emerged in his heart still made him decide on the first time.

"It's it!"

A good sword that suits you, for any swordsman, is an irresistible temptation.

The knife and the scabbard collided with the scabbard, making a crisp sound.

The knife body was slowly recovered in the wooden sheath.

Nova looked up sharply, looking at the strong blacksmiths seriously, and sincerely said:

"Please sell it to me, how much money is."

The bald strong man stared at the dark -haired youth in front of him, his expression calm.

He grew up in a blacksmith's shop since he was a child. He has created thousands of ironware in more than 30 years. Naturally, he has already realized his own realization.

Although some metaphysics,

But just like a couple among humans, in order to fully play the power of the sword, the holder itself also needs to establish some intimate connection with it.

While people choose the knife, the knife is also choosing people.

Just now, when the long knife was held in his hand by the other party, he really heard the blade emitting, and it was full of pleasant groan.

"2.3 million Bailey."

The low and stuffy sound sounded inside the blacksmith shop.

Without hesitation, Nuo Lan pulled out a few banknotes from his pocket and stuffed it into pants pockets, and then all the remaining Bailey was dumped on the front desk and pushed forward.

The strong man nodded slightly.

Without saying a word, he just casually put the banknotes into the counter drawer and walked to the back room with the hammer in hand.

As if remembering something, Nuolan suddenly said from behind:

"What's its name?"

The strong man turned back and raised his hand to point into Nuolan's arms.

He looked down and saw two simple large characters printed on the end of the blue-black knife handle.
Chapter completed!