One Piece: I Weave the Pirate Codex with My Zanpakuto

"Ross, you're right, these guys are the most special companions. I think I'm starting to like the atmosphere here."

"cheers!"

……

That night, the bustling square turned into a silent "cemetery".

Ross emerged from the darkness and stood quietly under the billboard where he had previously been drinking.

Tap, tap, tap...

The footsteps slowly approached.

"Walk with me for a while, Rose."

Roger brushed past the man and continued walking forward.

They walked at a leisurely pace, neither of them speaking.

Until we walked out of the street and came to a roadside high ground on the coast.

The sea breeze ruffled their equally jet-black hair.

Will I ever have a family, Ross?

"meeting."

"Son or daughter?"

"son."

Roger grinned when he heard the prophecy.

The laughter grew louder, but there was little sadness in it.

"That's enough!"

"This knife is named Ace. If it's a boy, I'd like to use that name, Gol D. Ace. What do you think of that name?"

Ross changed his standing posture from facing the sea to leaning back, looking up at the dim sky with few stars.

"Whatever. I'm not your wife. You can discuss this with her later."

Aren't you going to ask me where I'm going to find her?

Roger shook his head, his smile unchanged: "That kind of thing definitely depends on yourself, just like I don't intend to ask you who the Pirate King is."

"The most important thing about adventure is the process rather than the result. I look forward to the process and enjoy it."

"Even if I suddenly die one day, I will always remember every place I went with my friends."

"Ross, if you go on a voyage knowing the outcome, it will all become meaningless."

Roger reached out and grabbed the straw hat that had been blown away by the wind, pressing it forcefully onto his head.

"We already know the end of our lives. If we could foresee the outcome of an adventure, I would rather find a place in the countryside to hide and obediently await death."

Ross's lips curled up slightly.

He looked forward to the day Roger died, to the day Roger died with regrets, only to wake up and find himself in the Zanpakuto workshop.

That would definitely be the best snack to go with drinks.

“There’s going to be a fantastic music parade in a few days. Want to go check it out? It’s the biggest show I’ve been looking forward to all year.”

Roger leaned on the railing, enjoying the feeling of the night breeze on his face.

"But I always feel that your heart isn't in Eregia. What are you thinking, or what did you see?"

"Roger, you can hear the voice of all things, right?"

Roger remained silent, only looking at Ross.

"I'd like to ask you to help me find a little devil."

"He was born in the legends of Elegia; you may have heard of His name..."

"The Music Demon King Totemjika".

Chapter 196 [Master of the Demon Blade]

Totemjika...

Back at his lodgings, Roger lay on his bed, muttering the name.

He knew the legend of the Music Demon King, and the moment Ross uttered that name, he heard whispers coming from the depths of the island.

And a low, hoarse, indistinct laugh.

It's as if a high and mighty god is mocking humanity's incompetence and weakness.

"The soul, Ross, it seems your special ability is related to the soul. In that case, the outrageous legends on the sea might be true."

"The master of the demon sword..."

This is what most people call Ross.

Like Newgate, those people believed that the nickname "Master of the Demon Blade" best described Ross's character.

Especially in the New World.

The members of the Ideal Village, who received the Demon Sword as a reward, are now qualified to appear on the tables of the major powers.

Pisces reason, sunbathing in the wild, divine retribution...

There are also the cherry blossoms that never fade in the ideal world.

No one knows how Ross forged the cursed sword, but everyone knows that the man wasn't worried about it being stolen.

Roger recalled a column interview he did some time ago about Utopia.

In the newspaper, a reporter inquired about the "heterochromatic-eyed nun" named Aurora.

[The Demon Blade? You mean Pisces Rinne? This is a gift our teacher gave us.]

No one may use them without the teacher's permission.

That island has gone completely mad, at least in Roger's opinion.

He knew his friend Ross's personality well; Ross wouldn't do these things on his own initiative, but he was too lazy to refuse either.

Ross wouldn't interfere as long as things were heading towards a positive outcome.

As for why Rose is searching for the music demon Totemjika, it may be related to the new cursed sword.

"Hmm~"

Imagining what his future child would look like, Roger closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep as drowsiness crept in.

"Should I ask Ross to help me get one too, so at least I can keep one for Little Ace..."

……

Several days later, on the island of music, at dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun draped the streets in a golden veil.

Ross stood alone on the edge of a rooftop, with a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooped-up object) on the railing in front of him.

"Lord Ross, there are some points to note regarding the auction..."

The Den Den Mushi transmitted As's slightly hesitant voice.

"I'd like to find a suitable time in late January next year. As for inviting guests, I do have a list here."

"Charlotte Linlin, Queen of Whole Cake Island; Kaido, Captain of the Beasts Pirates; John, former Captain of the Rocks Pirates; and the representative of Elbaf..."

The music parade celebration hadn't started yet, and Ross wasn't in a hurry to meet up with Roger. He patiently listened to As's report on the list.

"Newgate? He agreed to come too?"

The Den Den Mushi nodded, though its expression held a hint of helplessness.

"Whitebeard contacted me personally last night, saying that he must get his hands on the World Tree branch this time."

"I've heard that the Whitebeard Pirates are having trouble finding a keel for their new ship, and this final piece of the puzzle is exactly what they need."

"But... as you know, the Whitebeard Pirates are notoriously poor."

"I'm worried he'll just start snatching it after the auction ends."

Ross narrowed his eyes. Newgate's personality was inherently reckless and impulsive; he did whatever came to mind.

"AS, has Merlin reported this news to the World Government?"

The Den Den Mushi nodded: "It should have been reported. I heard Barrett mention it a couple of days ago, but the World Government doesn't seem to care much."

"Where will the auction be held?" Ross continued to ask.

“After learning about the auction, Neptune approached me and said he could use coral bubbles to help build a temporary venue underwater, which would greatly improve security.”

"I have had Jhin use the power of the Divine Wrath to carve out a small piece of land. The Giants and the Murlocs are accelerating the construction of the stadium."

Ross didn't rush to give his opinion; he thought for a moment before speaking.

“As, no one will go against Bailey. Since the auction is held underwater, there’s no need to be so strict about the eligibility of participants.”

The Den Den Mushi froze, then realized what it meant and said, "I understand what you mean. What about the Whitebeard Pirates?"

"We can guarantee safety within Miracle Island, but what about outside our sphere of influence?"

Ross chuckled a few times.

"The auction should be conducted with the bids going up. After all, we rely on commissions to make a living. As for them being robbed after they leave us, that has nothing to do with Miracle Island."

"It's their problem that they don't own property or have the right to live here. You handle this. I'll contact Newgate again."

"There's one more thing. During this time, remember to recruit some shipwrights and carpenters. The dock must be built before the underwater entertainment city opens for business."

"As for the entrances and exits of the entertainment complex..."

Ross pondered for a moment: "As, I want to raise the main island into the sky, and then divide the land from the other five islands and sink it into the sea to form a foundation."

“Sea stone is then mixed in during the shaping process to create a unique building similar to Impel Down.”

"By then, the vacated waters around the island can be transformed into the entrance and exit of an underwater entertainment complex, which will also facilitate management."

On the other end of the Den Den Mushi, Ace was considering the feasibility of the new plan.

"If we can succeed... then there's no problem. The key question is, how do you plan to turn Miracle Island into a Sky Island?"

“Isn’t Fu Shen just lacking opportunities to show off?” Ross’s smile became more playful. “If you leak a little information, you’ll find that his MADS is full of talented people, and it won’t take long for him to research an island cloud machine.”

"Yes, I understand."

The Den Den Mushi hung up, then dialed again a moment later.

"This is the Whitebeard Pirates. Who is this?"

"It's been a long time, Marco. How have you been?"

The Den Den Mushi blinked and asked softly, "Mr. Ross?"

After receiving Ross's affirmative reply, shouts of "Dad, Dad!" rang out.

"It's Lao Tzu."

The Den Den Mushi has a white crescent-shaped mustache.

"Ross, I'm on my way to you. Have your butler postpone the auction until I arrive."

"If you're still not fully awake, go take another nap, you white-bearded bastard."

Ross laughed and scolded in an annoyed tone:

"My men are counting on this auction to have a good New Year!"

"I can get you the dragon bone later, but Newgate, do you have Bailey?"

The Den Den Mushi remained silent. Forget about Bailey, he even got his drinks from Gram.

"I don't care. At worst, I'll personally guard the gate for you for a month. You figure out a way to handle this."

"Huh? Goalkeeper? Don't be ridiculous, you still haven't paid off the beer debt you owe Locke."

It wasn't that Ross looked down on Newgate; it was just that the guy loved his hometown too much, sending all his share of the money to that village on Sphinx Island.