One Piece: I Weave the Pirate Codex with My Zanpakuto

"Hey~~ I haven't been back for so long, I didn't expect there to be merfolk here."

Ivankov took off his oversized straw hat, revealing his signature large face.

However, compared to the Ivankov that Ross remembered, the other man's skin had turned completely brown when they met again.

“It’s been a long time, Ivankov. I heard from Xiong and the others that you went on a travel adventure two years ago. It seems you’re having a great time.”

Emprio Ivankov, the boy he rescued along with several years ago.

However, after so many years of growth, the malnourished boy has long since grown into a robust young man.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that big face.

"It's been a long time, Uncle~"

Ivankov chuckled, touching his purple afro.

"I've met a lot of people in the past two years, and although there were some near-death moments, overall it was a great trip!"

"I ventured into the depths of the New World and reached a place called Water First Star Island, which seems to be the end of the Grand Line."

"The locals say that if you go any further, you'll reach an endless sea, a sea with no islands or human settlements."

"Many people went to that place and never came back."

Ross gestured for Ivankov to sit down, then went through the side door of the chapel and poured two glasses of water.

"Oh right, I also ate a Devil Fruit!"

Seeing the big-faced monster display the power of the Hormone Fruit, Ross sighed inwardly, realizing that Ivankov had followed the same old path.

He wasn't particularly surprised by this, as he had limited energy due to being away from home for many years.

Ivankov went on a sea adventure before I returned and ate a Devil Fruit, which was something I couldn't interfere with.

He couldn't just let the other person stay put and wait for him to find a Logia or Mythical Zoan type that the Zanpakuto workshop didn't need, could he?

What's the difference between that and going to jail?

After chatting for a while, Ivankov seemed to remember something and slapped his forehead hard.

"Oh, right, the present!"

"I found this on a dreamy island full of food. The streams there are juice, the willow branches are pasta—it's an absolutely magical place!!!"

Boeing Islands?

Ross raised an eyebrow. How could Ivankov have ended up in that place...?

Moreover, in his memory, the Boeing Islands, also known as the Baron of the Stomach, were located in the sea area near Paradise.

When did it reappear in the latter half of the new world?

Is there more than one of those special islands?

[Detected...]

The Zanpakuto Workshop suddenly reacted as Ivankov unzipped his backpack.

Ross was stunned.

"Ta-da!"

Ivankov stood up and held a black and white Devil Fruit aloft with both hands.

"Well, uncle, this is a Devil Fruit!"

"Judging by its appearance, it must be extremely rare!"

[Paramecia-type Devil Fruit - Causality Fruit, Zanpakuto Pisces Rin's formula unlocked.]

[Famous sword + Cause and Effect Fruit = Pisces Logic; without a famous sword, it cannot be crafted]

Pisces theory!?

Ross never expected that the Zanpakuto he had just ordered for Aurora a few days ago would actually appear!

Did Ivankov eat a Zoan-type Frog-Frog Fruit, Mythical Zoan Type: Travel Frog Mode?!

"It's a Paramecia-type causality fruit, it's been a huge help to Ivankov, Aurora will definitely thank you."

Having received approval, Ivankov put his left hand on his hip and rubbed his right index finger under his nose, looking excited.

"Hmph?~"

"I'm glad I could help. I almost fell into the abyss of that island while protecting this fruit. I still feel really scared when I think about it now!"

Ivankov heard some things about Uncle Ross from the Den Den Mushi (a type of telephone phone).

Some time ago, after the uncle's subordinates returned, Ginny obtained relevant clues from a pirate named Hana Hanafuda.

The other party didn't specify the reason, only saying that the uncle needed a Devil Fruit and a famous sword, and that they should keep an eye out.

On the contrary, Ginny deduced some truths from it.

[That uncle must be a mysterious craftsman capable of forging demon swords! Hehe, Bear Cub, Brother Ivankov, think about it!]

[Don't all the old man's swords appear out of nowhere? It must be because he has the ability to forge demon swords. This is a super, super big secret, and you two absolutely cannot tell anyone!]

"Thanks a lot."

Ross patted Ivankov on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't go out for a while, stay here and help out."

He then pulled Ivankov away from the church.

"I'll tell you why later. Come on, I'll treat you to drinks tonight. You're already eighteen, so don't try to use your age as an excuse."

After the two left, as the door closed completely, the last sliver of light spread across the statue.

The light flashed from the statue's legs straight up to its face, finally stopping at its eyes.

boom--!

The gate is closed.

A golden light flashed in the statue's eyes before it returned to its previous compassionate expression.

……

That night--

Walking alone on his way home, Ross, slightly drunk, murmured:

"Stop complaining, Locke. You're my only employee right now. If you don't do the work, who will? Do you expect me to go in and forge swords myself?"

"You bastard, how many times do I have to tell you! I'm Rocks, not your personal blacksmith!!"

Inside the Zanpakuto workshop, visible only to Ross, Rocks stood by the furnace, cursing and swearing, rapidly hammering the iron blank that emitted a mysterious aura.

Three hours ago, at Xiaqi's rip-off bar.

Ross stuffed the famous sword sent by the Astors into the Zanpakuto workshop.

Then, with a beaming smile, he found Lox—

[After the banquet, I have a very important matter to ask of you. Besides you, Rocks, I can't think of anyone else capable of handling this task.]

After subtly offering his flattery, Ross had Shakky serve Rocks a truly fine drink.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill and gone home, he took Locke away.

Then came a series of complaints and nagging.

[Unlocked Zanpakuto: Minazuki, Nosara, Senbonzakura, Sogyo Ri]

[Bleach Mark: Jushiro Ukitake]

[Current resonance level: 1%]

[Mark Effects (Bronze): Initial Release, Demon Path, Cause]

[Cause: Sowing a cause yields an effect.]

Sow the seeds, reap the fruits; one day you will awaken to the truth and see your true self.

因？

As Pisces finished his work, Rocks left the workshop and returned to reality.

“This sword,” Rocks said gravely, “is another cursed sword, and the aura emanating from it…”

"Tsk, you can do whatever you want with it, it's none of my business anyway."

Rocks did not travel with Ross. After saying this, he turned and left, heading back towards the port.

"That evil aura is even stronger than that of the monster among the flowers. Ross, if you're not confident, I advise you to seal this demonic sword away."

Seal it up...

Ross also sensed the ominous aura emanating from the knife.

Jushiro Ukitake fell ill at the age of three. With nowhere else to turn, he was sent to the shrine of the "One-Eyed God," where he was given a part of his body as a sacrifice to reverse his fate of death.

But precisely because of this, it became the vessel for the Spirit King's right arm.

Is it...

"It shouldn't be like this."

The reason why the Zanpakuto workshop is called the Zanpakuto workshop, and not the Shinigami workshop or the Soul King workshop, is because it can only forge Zanpakuto.

At most, it will grant some additional abilities related to the forging materials during the forging process.

Ross drew his sword, the gleaming blade reflecting a pair of complex-looking eyes.

A very ordinary katana.

Ross suddenly felt something and stopped in his tracks heading home, inexplicably changing his route.

We drove quickly, passing through trees and houses, and finally stopped outside a huge church.

Ross frowned slightly as he looked at the lights that came on inside the church.

He should have locked the door before he left, and at this time...

As Ross entered the church, he made no attempt to conceal his footsteps.

The clatter of boots on the bricks echoed in the silent church.

When Ross crossed the long corridor with twelve faceless statues and arrived at the chapel.

Then I saw a candlestick in front of the statue, and a familiar figure kneeling in front of it.

"Aurora?"

"Why are you out here so late instead of going to sleep?"

Chapter 133 Pisces' Choice

"teacher?"

Awakening from her prayers, Aurora hurriedly got up, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.

“I come here to pray every night before I go to bed, no matter how tired I am.”

"pray?"

Ross frowned and looked up.

It's hard to say whether to attribute the skill of the craftsman who sculpted the statue to his exceptional talent, or simply to a coincidence.

The statues at night appear more eerie and sinister than during the day when they clearly display a compassionate expression towards humanity.

At night, that compassion turned into a terrifying killing intent.

His half-closed eyes no longer held a trace of kindness; all that remained was ruthlessness and condescending mockery.

"Yes! Praying! Actually, it's not just me, everyone in the village comes here occasionally, but they come earlier."

Aurora scratched the back of her head, revealing a slightly shy smile.

“I live inside the church, so I wait until they leave before I come to pray.”

Ross nodded slightly, no longer thinking about it.

After all, everyone has their own habits.