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Fortunately, Diarmait had an iron will, and at that moment, he suppressed Xindu's strange power.

"Can the so-called demon sword really affect its owner?" Garp asked in surprise.

He looked at the scarlet and obscure aura emanating from the gap in the scabbard, and said eagerly, "Let me touch it..." Diarmait hesitated. What if this guy Garp was affected by the heart and attacked with a knife? Wouldn't that be a big deal?

But before he could open his mouth, the tough guy Garp had already grabbed the handle of Xindu's knife.

The next second, his eyes turned blood red. Diarmuid was startled and quickly slapped his hand away, and Garp's eyes became clear again.

"What? I haven't even experienced the feeling properly!" Karp said very unhappily.

"You're still excited, aren't you? What if you go crazy? What should I do? I can't kill you on the spot, can I?" Diarmait said cursingly.

"No, although it will have an impact, I feel like if I'm given some time, I can suppress it." Karp shook his head.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Diarmait with some surprise and said, "But your willpower is really beyond my expectation. You actually suppressed your heart so quickly?" I was cheating, okay?

Diarmait complained in his heart, but at the same time, he understood what was going on.

Just like people choosing swords, a magical sword like Xindu also has the concept of choosing a master.

The power that could affect people's minds just now should be the mind crossing testing the person holding the knife.

If the person holding the knife cannot resist the influence of the mind, he will inevitably become a murderer under the control of the knife, or commit suicide directly.

This must be the origin of Xindu's nickname "Demon Sword".

"It's okay." Diarmuid said perfunctorily to Garp, and then without hesitation, he suddenly released the Heart Ferry from the scabbard completely.

At that moment, the surrounding environment suddenly changed color, and the dark, obscure, evil and fearful atmosphere condensed into a substance and spread in the surrounding air, visible to the naked eye.

"Before, I thought it was nothing, just a demon sword. But now, you don't look like a navy man at all with this sword in your hand. It's no problem to say that you are a pirate!!!" Garp said in surprise.

This knife is so weird that it can actually condense this dark aura into substance. Whoever holds this knife in his hand doesn't look like a good person!

Just as Diarmait was about to speak, the situation changed again.

A powerful wind pressure suddenly erupted from the blade, and the moment it flew out, it transformed into a wind blade-like slash, striking directly at the statue of Saint Don Quixote Claudius not far away, cleanly chopping off his head!

Diarmuid and Garp were both confused by this sudden change.

Garp looked at the statue's head tumbling to the ground and smacked his lips. "Do you have a grudge against him?" ...Please give me flowers.

"It's not me!" Diarmait said immediately.

Then, without paying any attention to Garp, he swung his sword back and slashed towards the distant air again.

He didn't use any strength, but yet, another wind blade flew out from his sword. …

At this moment, Diarmuid's eyes flashed with surprise and he said, "This sword can create wind pressure!!!"

Garp's eyes also showed a hint of surprise, and he said: "It is worthy of being the legendary demon sword."

Of course, it was just a surprise, nothing particularly incredible.

Because in this world, some blades are so strange and can have many messy functions.

For example, the guy named Kin'emon Kitsune, the sword in his hand can cut out flames.

Another example is Kozuki Oden's sword, Enma, which can absorb Haki, increasing the power of its strikes. If an ordinary person wields this sword, they will be instantly sucked to death.

Swords like Yama and Xindu can be considered spiritual swords.

Diarmait looked at the stone head that had fallen to the ground and smiled. "Perhaps after being suppressed by Claudius for over a hundred years, Xindu harbors a deep hatred for him. That's why he unauthorizedly unleashed the wind pressure and severed his head."

Without paying any more attention to these things, Diarmait raised the Heart Ferry to the scarlet moonlight and carefully observed its blade.

...0The blade is bright and without any flaws. It is definitely a rare good knife.

There was a line of small characters engraved on the intersection of the handle and the blade. Upon closer inspection, it read "Heart Crossing. Hell Roaring."

At the same time, a piece of text is engraved on both sides of the blade near the handle.

One side is engraved with the words 'The knife cuts the flesh, the heart cuts the soul'.

The other side is engraved with the words "To save others and yourself, you must first save your heart, this is the salvation of the heart."

Originally, in Diarmait's opinion, this knife was already very impressive, but with these two sentences printed on the blade, it simply made the appearance even more impressive.

But what does that Hellscream mean?

"It truly deserves to be the top-notch sword. I like this sword!" Diarmait laughed.

As if sensing Diarmait's affection, Xindu actually let out a soft chirping sound, and released a powerful wind pressure slash towards the blood moon hanging high in the sky.

"Hahahaha!" Diarmait laughed loudly, raised his hand to put the Heart Ferry back into the scabbard and hung it around his waist.

At the same time, the obscurity and darkness surrounding him quickly disappeared.

"What a pity, I'm not a swordsman, otherwise I would definitely snatch this knife from you." Garp smacked his lips and said with some regret.

But soon, he was stunned again and said: "That's not right. If I remember correctly, aren't you also a half-baked one in swordsmanship? What do you want such a good sword for?" "What are you talking about? I've been a famous swordsman for many years!" Diarmuid said shamelessly.

After a brief pause, he patted the scabbard at his waist and said, "What's more, Xindu is a bit naughty, and I'm the only one who can control him. If he gets out, it will cause disaster. It's reasonable for me to uphold justice and keep him with me. I believe that as long as I am sincere, he will eventually become a kind sword..."

Looking at Diarmait's shameless look, Garp opened his mouth but said nothing in the end. He shook his head and said, "Shameless." "Same here." Diarmait bowed to Garp and said insincerely.

The knife was already in hand. Perhaps there were some other messy secrets on the island, but Diarmait and Cap were no longer interested in exploring.

The two men quickly went down the mountain and rested on the boat for a night. The next morning, the warship set sail for Garp's hometown.

(Please give me flowers and monthly votes!) So tacky.

Chapter 133: Garp: I support Diarmait as the general! (Fourth update)

"Roger's son?!"

In Windmill Village, the bandit Dadan, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Garp holding Ace in his arms and Diarmait beside him with a look of shock.

"Keep your voice down!" Karp complained quickly.

Dadan was almost driven crazy by Garp's outrageous actions. He grabbed Garp by the collar and said, "Hey, Garp, do you know what you are doing? This is... This is... A capital crime!"

"You, a bandit, what are you talking about with me about whether it's a crime or not?" Garp shook off Dadan's arm and said.

Then, he looked at Ace in his arms and whispered, "That bastard Roger is guilty, for sure, but he's already dead. Should this little fellow be convicted just because he carries his bloodline? Dadan?"

Dadan listened to what Garp said, then looked at Ace in Garp's arms. Suddenly, as if he realized something, he threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground and stomped it out, then quickly opened the window to ventilate.

Diarmuid looked at Daroo

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Seeing this, I couldn't help but smile.

As expected, he is a kind-hearted bandit.

On the way here, Diarmuid also heard about Dadan from Kap.

He was a good friend who grew up with him. Later, Garp joined the navy, and Dadan still hung out in Windmill Village.

But due to many reasons, Dadan became a bandit.

However, in reality, although she called herself a bandit, she also had a large group of younger brothers under her.

But Kedadan and his group have never done anything bad.

On the contrary, they became bandits and turned Windmill Village into their territory. Their 12th idea was to protect Windmill Village.

Because there are still a few gangs of real bandits in the Kingdom of Goa. Dadan and the others are bandits in name, but in fact, they are the security team of Windmill Village.

On weekdays, I farm on the mountain and help the villagers clear out the wild animals in the mountain.

I don’t go to the village below very often, except when I need a drink or buy something.

The two sides have always maintained a certain tacit understanding and are very harmonious.

Diarmuid didn't think there was anything wrong with what Garp said.

Diarmait himself felt that it was impossible for Garp to have any connection with the truly evil bandits, even though he adopted Roger's bloodline, but he did not lose his bottom line after all.

After struggling for a while, Dadan carefully took the sleeping Ace from Garp's hands and asked, "So, what's the matter with you, old man, adopting Roger's child?"

"It's a request from someone." Karp shook his head.

Then, with a bright smile on his face, he patted Dadan's shoulder and said, "Ahahaha, thank goodness you're here, Dadan!"

Dadan???

"What do you mean, fortunately I'm here?" Dadan asked curiously.

"I'm going to leave Ace with you. Please help me take care of him!" Garp said without any politeness.

Dadan was completely stunned and quickly said, "This is a bandit's den. You keep Ace here with me? What for? And you want to kill me! If anyone finds out, the whole village will be doomed!"

"No, no one knows about this. I have already made all the necessary arrangements. Just treat him as an ordinary kid. When I have time, I will come to see you often." Cap said confidently.

Upon hearing this, Dadan wanted to refuse again.

But at this moment, Ace suddenly woke up, reached out and grabbed Dadan's clothes, grinning.

That smile is really cute.

Just with this smile, Dadan couldn't say the words that were stuck in his mouth anymore.

"Oh, if I die, it must be because of you, a bastard..." Dadan couldn't help but complain.

Karp also laughed when he heard this. He knew that Dadan's words meant that he had already agreed.

Then, Dadan glanced at Diarmait nervously and asked Garp, "Who is this?"

"Ah, don't worry. I was dragged into this by this bastard. Back then, he found Roger in the South China Sea and blocked Roger on Batlila Island. As a result, he reached some kind of agreement with Roger and tricked me into taking over the Ace incident... So he and I are accomplices. Don't worry about him." Garp said carelessly, patting Diarmait's shoulder.

"We're stuck on Batlila Island." Dadan was stunned for a moment, then said in shock, "You're Rodriguez, the man who captured the Pirate King. Vice Admiral Diarmait?" Diarmait smiled and nodded, "It's me."

"I can't believe there's such a story here. You captured Roger, and then helped Garp adopt Roger's child..." Dadan said with a sigh. Diarmait waved his hand and said, "It's not that complicated. I just helped to connect them." Upon hearing this, Garp quickly said, "Hey, Diarmait, don't try to get rid of your responsibility!"

"How can I be responsible? I told you at the time that you should not be soft-hearted, and there would be no problem at all. But you still took on this matter. What does it have to do with me?" Diarmuid said quickly.

"I don't care! It's all about you. If it weren't for you, there wouldn't be so many things. I'll need you to take care of Ace's affairs in the future!" Garp said without hesitation.

"I have nothing to do with Ace, okay?" Diarmuid retorted.

"Then you can be his uncle?" Karp suddenly said.

"Are you taking advantage of me, you bastard? You are his grandfather and I am his uncle? Then what am I to you? Am I suddenly a generation lower than you for no reason? Am I now your son's generation?" Diarmait said angrily.