The more acute a person's senses are, the more they will be affected.

As for those dullards, they probably don't even know how they died.

"You finally came."

Mihawk spoke slowly, putting down the book he had been reading for half a day.

Yoru, one of the twelve Supreme Grade Swords, stood quietly beside the seat, ready to fight alongside its master at any moment.

"It's really hard to find you in this godforsaken place. By the way, you're not hiding here for peace and quiet because you lost your Shichibukai status and are worried about being harassed by the Navy, are you?"

Abel, without any hesitation, led his men to sit directly opposite Hawkeye.

Baby-5 stood beside the seat, appearing to outsiders as a perfectly obedient maid.

Kidd and his two companions stood in a neat row behind their seats.

In any case, the aura and presence are already at their peak.

Mihawk nodded at Abel's statement, then shook his head. "I just happened to be passing by, thought it was nice, and decided to stay here for the time being."

"As for my status as a Shichibukai, I don't care. If I lose it, I lose it."

"If the navy comes looking for trouble, just kill them. They're not worthy of my hiding place."

As the world's greatest swordsman, Mihawk naturally has his own pride.

If the Five Elders hadn't personally invited him to join the Seven Warlords of the Sea, he wouldn't have cared about this controversial status.

Now that he's no longer a Shichibukai, he's much freer. He can do whatever he wants without having to consider anyone's opinion, and he no longer has to accept the Navy's conscription. He can stay home or go wherever he wants.

Moreover, if we want to capture Hawkeye, one admiral leading the team wouldn't be enough; at least two would be needed to have a chance of capturing him.

At this critical juncture, where does the Navy find so many people to deal with Hawkeye, who is essentially 'unimportant'?

Abel nodded, not thinking that Hawkeye's words were just bluffing, but rather a statement of fact.

"I've come to see you this time for two reasons: first, to complete the duel that was interrupted back then; and second, to formally invite you to join the Dragon Hunter Guild."

Mihawk paused for a moment, a strange smile appearing on his face.

“You are the third person to invite me aboard over the years.”

Who are the two in front?

Abel was also very curious, but he could only guess who one of them was.

"There's one person you've probably already guessed: 'Red-Haired' Shanks."

Abel nodded slightly.

"As for the other person, let's not mention him."

"..."

Abel was thrown in the back by Hawkeye's sudden drift turn.

Goodness, I won't be able to sleep well tonight.

Seemingly sensing the resentment emanating from Abel, Mihawk added, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you, and it's been a long time, so I don't want to bring it up again."

How would you know I didn't know if you didn't tell me!

Forget it.

Abel didn't bother arguing with him.

So, what's your answer?

"We'll see how you do later."

"???"

"Let me see how much your swordsmanship has improved over the years. If I'm satisfied, joining your guild for now wouldn't be out of the question."

"I'm serious, I'm not joking."

Abel hadn't held out much hope, but now, hearing Hawkeye's tone, which suggested he wasn't opposed to it, he immediately became serious.

"Don't be too happy yet. Gaining my approval won't be that easy."

"Of course, but what I have to say is that I'm no longer the kid I used to be."

Upon hearing this, Mihawk immediately smiled.

His warlike heart began to stir.

These days, finding a worthy opponent to learn from and exchange ideas with isn't so easy.

Mihawk didn't waste any words, stood up, slung [Night] over his shoulder, and said, "Come with me."

"You all stay here. No matter what happens later, you are not allowed to interfere."

“Baby-5, you too.”

Baby-5 couldn't care less about being sentimental at this moment. She stepped forward and grabbed Abel's arm, saying, "Are you sure you don't need me? I'm your personal weapon."

Abel patted the little girl's head. No, she couldn't be called a little girl anymore, after all, she had grown so much taller and developed so quickly.

"It's just a swordsmanship exchange, not a life-or-death battle. Don't worry."

Baby-5 nodded reluctantly, but still obediently stayed.

Abel took the sword case from Kidd and followed Mihawk's scent to a plain outside the castle.

There are no obstructions here, and it's quite a distance from the castle, making it the perfect place for a friendly spar.

"Just here."

Mihawk did not take out the small cross-shaped knife hanging around his neck again; it was used for draining water.

Bringing it out now would be tantamount to humiliation.

So in the blink of an eye, Black Blade Night had already appeared in his hand.

Clearly, Hawkeye also values ​​this matchup very much.

It's not just talk.

Upon seeing this, Abel slammed the sword case to the ground and then lightly patted it.

The sword case immediately sprang open to both sides like a peacock spreading its tail.

Although not as impressive as Hawkeye's Night, the four great swords and twenty-one other swords were still quite formidable.

"It seems you have indeed collected some good things, but there are too many. You can only truly unleash the full power of one or two weapons."

Mihawk astutely pointed out the sword case's gaudy and overly elaborate design.

Unless Abel was a four-sword style user, what's the point of having those four swords there?

For a true swordsman, having more weapons isn't necessarily better.

Abel naturally understood this principle, but he just wanted to show off. Was there something wrong with that?

Chapter 881 On Swordsmanship and Combat

Abel knew that this was Hawkeye's tendency to be a know-it-all, and that he was giving him some pointers.

Just like when I first met him as a teenager.

Moreover, as the world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye certainly has the right to say such things.

So Abel had nothing to be unhappy about, and simply nodded without explaining anything.

If he could get his hands on a Supreme Great Sword of the Twelve Crafts, he wouldn't bother with fancy things like a sword case.

Unfortunately, if one is willing to spend effort, time and money to find them, there is indeed a chance to collect one or two of the "Twenty-One Great Swords" and "Fifty Fine Swords".

However, Abel had never seen a single unclaimed Supreme Grade Sword among the Twelve Great Swords since he came into this world.

The currently known Supreme Grade Swords are, firstly, Gol D. Roger's sword, Ace.

Roger named his own child "Ace," which shows how much he loved this sword.

Then there's Edward Newgate's naginata, Murakumogiri!

Due to its unique design, it is difficult for an average person to unleash the true power of this famous sword.

Furthermore, it should be noted that Whitebeard was a user of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, and ordinary weapons could not last more than 5 minutes in his hands.

Putting everything else aside, the strength and toughness of the Murakumogiri are absolutely world-class.

Next up is the first sword in the Kitetsu series, the "First Generation Kitetsu". As the progenitor of demon swords, this sword is suspected to be in the possession of the Five Elders, Izanbaron V. Nasujuro.

This was also one of Abel's goals.

Once he gets the chance to kill this bald guy, he can take over the [First Generation Kitetsu].

By then, he will also be someone who possesses the "Twelve Supreme Grade Swords".

The last known Supreme Grade Sword of the Twelve is Night, wielded by Hawkeye Mihawk.

It is also known as the world's strongest black sword.

The title of "world's strongest" earned by this one person with only one sword is entirely due to countless battles.

To put it simply, immediately after the Navy abolished the Seven Warlords system, they updated the bounties of these former Seven Warlords.

Hawkeye Mihawk's bounty skyrocketed from hundreds of millions to 3.59 billion Berries!

This demonstrates the navy's recognition of its strength!

It's important to know that Hawkeye has never done anything evil; he was a bounty hunter before joining the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Unlike other pirates, whose bounties are partly increased due to their heinous acts.

Therefore, the nearly 36 billion bounty is basically based entirely on the assessment of strength, without any exaggeration.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Abel's gaze swept over the four swords in the sword case, and in the end he chose Autumn Water.

Firstly, this Autumn Water is his first [Great Grade Sword Twenty-One], and it has been with him the longest among them, and is the one he is most accustomed to using.

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