I reached the top of Pirates

Chapter 122 121. Dragon’s Breath!

Seeing that Mercer looked thoughtful, Kozaburo showed an interested expression.

"Do you seem to have any ideas?"

Mercer did not hide it and nodded slightly.

"I have some ideas."

However, this idea was still immature, so I didn't say it out loud.

Kozaburo smiled and said:
"Since you showed me something so interesting, I'll give you a small gift as well."

As he said this, he stood up, took out a scroll from a box in the corner of the room, and handed it to Moses.

"This is some of my experience in forging over half my life. I hope it will be of some help to you."

Messier was not polite. His purpose of coming here was to discuss the forging skills with him.

Standing up and taking it, Moses thanked him, sat down, opened it, and began to read.

I read the contents of the scroll carefully. Although the handwriting was not good-looking, it just made up for the missing content about the Shimotsuki clan's forging obtained in Wano Country.

Moses read it very carefully.

Whenever he encountered any doubts, he would ask him on the spot. Kozaburo did not hide anything and discussed it openly with Moses.

Time passed slowly as the two of them discussed.

Both of them benefited greatly.

After reading it, Messer returned the forging scroll and thanked him.

He put the scroll away with a smile. Kozaburo had originally intended to give it to Messier, but since he returned it after reading it, there was no need for him to give it away deliberately.

Kozaburo looked at Messer and said with a smile, "By the way, how long do you plan to stay with us? I have a favor to ask."

"Time to be determined."

Moses smiled and motioned to him:

Kozaburo scratched his head.
"It's that Ushiwakamaru kid. Didn't he decide to follow you from now on? I have an idea. Can we let him stay in the dojo for a while so I can have Shiro teach him the swordsmanship of our Shimotsuki family?"

"That kid lost his father when he was young, and his swordsmanship foundation is not very solid. Since he wants to become a swordsman, I thought of letting him practice and settle down first."

"Of course, it's not that I think you can't teach him well, but..."

Mercer interrupted him with his hand and laughed, "Yes, he's too weak right now. Since you're willing to teach him systematic swordsmanship, I won't refuse."

"Then it's settled. When he feels ready to start his own business, I'll let him find you."

As Kozaburo spoke, he also laughed. As for Messer, he didn't think that the other party would want to learn sword from him.

"Okay, sure. I have no problem with that."

Moses nodded in agreement.

I have a lot of people to teach next, so it would be nice to teach one less person. Of course, it also has something to do with the fact that my swordsmanship is unconventional.

Others may not be able to replicate your own experiences.

If Runti, Robin and the others are willing to learn swordsmanship here, then Messer doesn't mind leaving them here for a while.

"As for you, my friend, if you want to learn some swordsmanship here, I would also welcome you."

"Then I will shamelessly stay in your dojo for a while longer. However, I won't be a student. I want to spar with Mr. Koshiro more."

When Kosaburo heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes and he nodded in agreement, but he couldn't help but feel happy for Kosaburo's upcoming hard days.

The two chatted for a while, and then Moses stood up and said goodbye to him.

……

After having a hearty meal and combing Eri's body.

Castle space. Forge room.

A piece of fine alloy material is melted into molten iron.

Pour into the mold,
Cool and shape.

clang!clang!clang!
Messi swung the forging hammer that was wrapped in domineering aura and burning with dark red flames, and hammered the alloy ingot continuously with a unique rhythm.

Sensing the Armament Haki infiltrating, he used the Armament Haki's internal destruction technique to hammer the alloy's internal structure.

Beat it hard over and over again.

Continuously folding and forging.

The internal structure of the alloy was destroyed again and again, just like grinding grains, beating the veins inside the alloy into pieces.

In the past.

The tempering of the alloy is to fold and forge along the veins and lines, to comb and adjust it into a more suitable shape.

And now, Messer is disassembling and destroying the veins and lines in the alloy in a disordered manner, hammering and crushing them, and melting them with fire, just like grinding flour, erasing and crushing the veins and lines with regular distribution in the material, making it extremely fine, until the alloy material is turned into a "white paper" with no veins but all evenly distributed "powdered" veins.

Under the high-temperature forging hammer, the alloy turned red, and every swing of the hammer brought flowing armed color into the interior to cause destruction.

The alloy constantly changed shape under Moses' hammer. Ten forgings, a hundred forgings, a thousand forgings, ten thousand forgings, Moses hammered tirelessly.

The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter because his idea was right.

In the blink of an eye, a day and a night passed.
The veins and lines inside the alloy became extremely broken and evenly distributed in every corner of the alloy.

The spirituality in the materials is also distributed in every corner.

Mercer looked at the square block of dark alloy on the chopping board in front of him, a hint of fatigue and satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Identification"

[B-grade alloy block]: A spiritual alloy that has been tempered through thousands of times and destroyed and reconstructed with domineering power. It has no attribute characteristics, but has exceptionally excellent domineering energy conduction, a tough texture, and extremely strong plasticity.

Looking at this piece of alloy, a smile appeared on Messer's face. The forging of a large sword, after the sword is made, the characteristics of the weapon are related to the basic alloy material. But now, this piece of alloy is just a piece of the most "trash" alloy in the eyes of the swordsmiths outside. Even if a large sword is forged into it, it is just a "muggle" without any characteristics and only has the basic strength of a large sword.

But for Messiah, this is exactly what he wants most.

As long as you find the right method, the result is inevitable.

After a while.

Messer quietly looked at the red-hot alloy in front of him. As his breathing rose and fell, his domineering aura interacted with the phenomenon in his memory, bringing with it a unique frequency fluctuation.

He held the alloy block with his left hand, and the domineering aura with a special frequency began to penetrate into the alloy. Clang! The forging hammer in his right hand began to hammer.

Using domineering power as the medium.

Through continuous hammering, the veins of that phenomenon are connected and engraved into the spiritual alloy, adding new veins and patterns to the alloy.

There were some minor glitches along the way, but ultimately the step was completed successfully.

The next step is to engrave the energy veins onto the weapon spirit.

But suddenly, Messiah's face froze, and the feeling of disharmony that appeared from time to time in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Why do we need to engrave the energy-gathering veins on the weapon's spirit body? This is already a special spiritual alloy, an alloy that is a perfect match between spirit and flesh. Why do we need to do this? What am I thinking?"

Mercer laughed. Why would it be so troublesome? "When the time comes, we just need to connect the two veins together using the shellfish structure. Then, inputting domineering energy will be like turning on and off the switch."

Messer did it as soon as he thought of it. He continued hammering and forging, and began to carefully add new veins to the alloy. As time passed, because of his previous experience, he was very skilled this time.

Based on the arrangement of the two veins in the Sky Island Shell, the two veins are reasonably distributed and arranged.

Another day passed.

Messer looked at the slender long knife with a bright white blade in his hand. The blade was 2.7cm wide, 96cm long, and the blade was about 0.9mm.

The handle is scarlet.

The cherry-colored blade resembles a four-leaf clover.

The blade has a slight curvature.

Messer flicked the blade with his left hand, and the sound of "ding" was clear and bright, with a lingering echo.

The armed color domineering in his right hand wrapped around the blade inch by inch, and the next moment, mysterious cherry-red lines appeared on the blade.

As Meser continued to inject his domineering aura, an extremely condensed cherry-crimson blade light began to flicker on the blade.

[Inscribed Weapon: B-Rank]

Mercer felt the sharpness and raised the corner of his mouth:
"The phenomenal veins are derived from the vein patterns in the slashing shell. The characteristic of this sword is to refine the domineering aura and create a flying slash composed of domineering aura.

Let's call her Feiying, an inscribed weapon, great sword quality, Feiying."

Taking advantage of his excitement, Messer carved the words "Feng" and "Ying" on the blade, and then used the materials that Xiong Bao had refined over the past two days to make a cherry-red scabbard.

After a moment, he looked at the cherry crimson scabbard carved with plum blossoms.

Sheath the sword.

A very nice knife that feels comfortable in the hand.

"Aha~"

Moses opened his mouth and yawned loudly. He was very tired.

"Go back to sleep."

Cleaned up the forging room.

Messer closed the door and left. After a while, he returned to the room, put Feiying on the bedside, took a shower in the bathroom, and after coming out, Messer threw himself on the bed.

Fall down and go to sleep.

……

The next day.

The sunlight from outside the window shone into the house, and Moses slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, a dark red color appeared in the field of vision, and the faint milky fragrance flowed into the nostrils.

Messer looked at Eri, who was wearing an apricot-yellow dress and was snuggling in his arms like a kitten.

At this moment, Eiry's body trembled. Messer's expression changed slightly when he saw it. He released his senses and found that the frequency fluctuations in Eiry's body had become chaotic.

I couldn't help but feel annoyed.

I hadn't expected the chaos to start so early. Mercer pulled her into his arms, their breathing rising and falling, their frequencies oscillating in unison. Dragon-like frequency fluctuations, along with their domineering aura, began to flow through them both.

Eri's trembling body gradually calmed down.

Instinctively, he pulled his body closer to Messer's arms.

time flies.

The violent chaotic frequency fluctuations became docile.

With repeated camouflage simulations, the outline in Messer's mind became extremely clear, and the armed color domineering and the frequency fluctuations of this dragon interacted and merged perfectly.

Moses felt that every time this power flowed through his body, it would strengthen his body from the most fundamental level.

Eyes slowly opened.

Messer looked at Eiry and sat up. At the same time, Eiry also sat up and tilted her head to look at Messer in confusion:

"elder brother?"

so cute!

He pinched her cheek and said with a smile:
"I'm hungry, let's go find something to eat. What about you?"

Eiry thought for a moment, then looked at Messer softly and said, "I want to eat too."

Messer got up, washed, and took Eiry to the rooftop restaurant. There was fried rice that Xiong Bao had left for him in the kitchen.

But it's cold already.

This was no problem for Moses.

Simply heat it up.

The fried rice contains meat, bamboo shoots, eggs, carrots and onions.

taste good.

Eat with Eri.

The two of them ate with gusto. After finishing, Messer and Eiry returned to the room. At this time, Eiry walked to the head of the bed, pointed at the Scarlet Sakura Sword, and asked curiously:

"Brother, is this your newly forged sword?"

"Pretty!"

Messer rubbed her head and said with a smile, "Since you think it's beautiful, I'll give it to you."

"Yes, I like it."

Eri's eyes were curved and there was a sweet smile on her delicate little face.

Moses laughed too.

Looking at the knife that was only slightly shorter than Eri's, it would probably take this girl years to master using it properly.

It was quite interesting to see her pick up the sheathed knife and hold it in her arms.

A moment later, Mercer took her out of the castle and came to the dojo outside. They sat under the eaves and watched the students training neatly in the open space.

Time passes day by day.

The days of Messer and his companions in Shimokuri Village also became peaceful.

After Ushiwakamaru learned from Kozaburo that he would be training here for a period of time, he came to find Messier.

However, after being given a Den Den Mushi by Messer, he was sent away.

Ushiwakamaru was helpless, but for the sake of his family's inherited swordsmanship, he agreed to stay and promised to lay a solid foundation as soon as possible.

Moses practiced with David and the others every day, training them hard, and in his spare time he would forge some spiritual alloys.

From time to time, Mercer would go to Koshiro to practice swordsmanship.

Three months passed in a flash.

The time came to January 1509 in the Haiyuan calendar.

……

early morning.

He emerged from the castle into a room in the courtyard.

Looking at the silver-covered world outside, white snow was falling from the sky.

Breathing the cold air outside.

Mercer opened the door and walked out. After a while, he left the dojo and ran at full speed all the way, climbed over a low hill, and came to the coast of the island.

The cold wind howled.

A figure stood in the wind and snow.

Mercer smiled and said, "I'm not late, Mr. Koshiro."

Koshiro turned around and pushed his glasses, looking at Messer with a smile, holding a long sword with a plain white scabbard in his hand.

"I just arrived not long ago too. Brother Messer is planning to leave me soon, right?"

"How did you know?"

"Kuina, that girl came back a little distracted last night, so I knew it."

"During this period, the girl was very happy. Not only did she make many friends, but they were all very powerful. The girl's personality became much more reserved."

Koshiro felt a little emotional.

Since childhood, Kuina has been invincible among her peers.

So naturally, his temperament became a little more arrogant.

But in the past few months, he was either being beaten or on the way to being beaten every day, which made his father feel heartbroken.

but.

Koshiro thanked Moses solemnly:

"I want to thank you for teaching her that extraordinary breathing technique."

Messer waved his hand and smiled. He could only say that he had given her a chance. Whether she could become successful or not depended on her future efforts.

"Then let's get started."

Every morning Messier would come here to practice diving in the sea. From time to time, the two would meet here in the morning, and when they met, they would naturally exchange ideas.

Koshiro drew the sword from its sheath. This was the sword passed down to Kuina, which he had borrowed last night specifically for today's battle.

"Great sword. Wado Ichimonji, please teach me."

Moses laughed and drew his dagger from behind his back with his right hand.

"Hanlu, please give me some advice."

He didn't mention the quality of the sword, but Koshiro could sense that the quality of the opponent's sword was no worse than his own.

The armed color domineering permeated the cold dew inch by inch. Mercer looked at him, and as he breathed, the wind around him became gentle.

The next moment, a stream of air gushed out from under his feet, and Messer's figure appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The cold dew in his hand swung out an arc of light.

Fast as lightning.

clang!
Koshiro swung his sword and cut it down.

Amidst the howling wind, the two men retreated at the same time. The next moment, Koshiro swung his sharp blade, and a series of light blue slashes came swiftly.

His feet collapsed, and the cold dew in his hand was like water waves, leaving layers of ripples in the air. Clang. Clang! The figure sprinted forward quickly, and the cold dew rose and fell around him as his arms swung, cutting the flying slashes into pieces.

Messer's figure appeared in front of Koshiro, the tip of his sword pierced the air, creating ripples, and he stabbed towards him quickly.

A red light flashed in his eyes, and Koshiro thrust out the Wado Ichimonji in his hand. The tips collided, and a ring-shaped impact accompanied by water waves spread out in front of the two men.

Under the violent impact, Messer's figure retreated, and Koshiro's figure paused. The next moment, their bodies turned into a residual shadow, and a series of cut marks rose and fell around them.

The two men fought back and forth, relying on their perception and skills, brandishing their swords, and colliding violently with each other with a domineering aura.

Clang clang clang clang.
With his domineering power, Messier transformed the air under his feet into an airflow that exploded, making himself as fast as Shave, and his flexibility increased greatly, like a nitrogen jet. His figure rose and fell around Koshiro as fast as a ghost.

He launched a series of powerful slashing blows, attacking every corner of Koshiro's body.

He responded to all changes with the same attitude, holding the long sword in both hands, sensing with his senses, and cold sword lights rose and fell around him, like a hedgehog covered with thorns, constantly blocking every blow from Messer.

Messier swung his sword swiftly, looking at the gentle smile on Koshiro's lips. Thinking that this guy had been like this every time he fought in the past period of time, he felt a little unhappy.

With a slight movement in his mind, he decided to try out that sword technique.

The breath in his mouth changed instantly, and the frequency fluctuation of his breath suddenly became terrifying and indescribable, and the domineering aura in his body also interacted with it.

The sword in his hand began to change. On the originally dark sword body, a layer of delicate, tight and exquisite scale patterns suddenly appeared in the darkness. The dragon's fluctuations, by disguising the dragon's breathing frequency to bless itself, and blending with the domineering aura, would gain a temporary and significant enhancement of physical fitness. When wrapped around the sword, it would bring even more terrifying attack and defense power.

Bang! There was an explosion.

Koshiro's expression changed, and a terrifying force hit him, knocking him back suddenly.

His breathing rose and fell, and his domineering aura flowed through his body and gathered on the sword. Black and red flames rose and fell, and a red-gold luster shone in Messer's eyes. When Koshiro saw this scene, his calmness disappeared, and his eyes twitched suddenly.

He hurriedly turned all the domineering energy in his body and gathered it at the blade, and his aura became extremely condensed.

The next moment, the two men disappeared in the blink of an eye and reappeared in front of each other at the same time, swinging their weapons and colliding violently.

"Dragon's Breath."

"One Heart. Flow Slash."

Clang!
The terrifying black and red shock spread out in waves.

The entire sand where the two men were standing was blown away and then scattered by the impact that rose and fell around them.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Messer's arm suddenly swelled up, and with a violent and terrifying thud, Koshiro was blown away.

Mercer exhaled white mist and retracted the domineering aura from the sword in his hand.

(End of this chapter)