One Piece: King of the World from White Town

"Just making do?"

"Without that armor, I can kill him ten times in three seconds." Abel said lightly, and still modestly.

"What if Brand is fully armed?"

"If you don't use all your strength, you might not be able to last a minute against me."

"You are very confident in your own abilities."

"Time will prove everything."

Najeshitan glanced at him and asked, "Are you good with a knife?"

"Many people say that I have a good talent in this area."

"Then why don't you get yourself a good weapon?"

This is also what Najeshitan is confused about. The more she wants to understand this man, the more she finds that he has hidden many secrets.

"I had it originally, but I accidentally lost it. Are you trying to win me over? I think the Murasame is good."

Abel suddenly became interested.

Najeshitan was a little speechless. "You have already joined us. This is not really a recruitment. I just want to get to know you better."

"Also, you should know that normally no one can use two imperial tools at the same time."

"Besides, even if I nodded, Akame would never agree. I don't want to see you two killing each other."

"The most important thing is the compatibility with the imperial weapon. If it doesn't match, even if you forcibly get the Murasame, you still won't be able to use it."

Abel heard the hint in the other person's words, "Don't worry, I don't have the habit of snatching candy from little girls."

"But there is one thing you are wrong about. I have never used any imperial tools, believe it or not."

"By the way, get some more food for lunch. I have a big appetite. Free food and accommodation are one of the few benefits here. Keep it up."

Abel had no desire to continue talking to her, so he got up and left.

Najeshitan was stunned where she was. She really couldn't understand why the other party would lie about such a thing.

Hiding the ability of the imperial weapon, does that mean he doesn't consider them as his partners?

Or is it really like what the other party said, that there is no imperial tool???

It's not completely impossible.

For example, she had heard that in the Royal Fist Temple, there was a strong man who could rival the Imperial Tool User with his bare hands.

Could Abel be one of them?

Or just try it and you will know.

Najeshitan looked towards the kitchen and decided to discuss it with Akame first.

At lunch time, everyone finally understood what it meant to have a big appetite.

Abel easily finished a table full of dishes and a big bucket of rice by himself.

“I’ll make some more…”

Akahime stood up without any hesitation and put on her apron again.

She has always been responsible for everyone's meals.

"Thanks a lot."

Najeshitan put down the bowl and could only go with the flow. After all, no one present was full. How could they not be full? In case of an emergency, would the enemy have to wait for them to eat first?

"I'm going to help too."

Tatsumi volunteered to follow.

The instigator of all this was calmly drinking tea, with no intention of leaving the table at all.

Although his body is an energy projection of the system, it is no different from his real body and can get hungry and injured.

So no matter what the considerations were, he would never compromise on eating.

Free food and lodging are the minimum requirements for him to join any force!

Not long after, a meal that was twice as sumptuous as before was served steaming hot on the table.

This time, no one was trying to be humble.

Because there is a certain glutton here, it really becomes a case of the hand that is quick gets the hand that is slow gets the hand that is slow.

If you extend your chopsticks a second late, you will have to lick the plate.

This is the result after Abel converged.

If he really eats to his heart's content, whoever among those present can take a second bite of the food will lose!

Finally, the lunch that felt like a battlefield was over.

Although I felt very tired, at least I wasn't hungry.

This thought lasted until someone finished his tea and said, "Although I'm only three-quarters full, this is a good meal. I hope the organization can hire a few more chefs in the future. After all, if you don't have enough food, it will affect your combat effectiveness."

The whole place was silent!

After Abel left, Lubbock cautiously complained, "Is this guy some kind of super-dangerous species disguised as a human?"

"Perhaps this makes sense. Without taking in enough food, it would be impossible to maintain that strong body."

Brand's words made everyone else start to think.

Indeed, the stronger the physique, the more energy it needs to consume. This is an eternal law.

It seems that the larger the size of the dangerous species, the more terrifying the total amount it eats each time.

Najeshitan immediately made the decision: "Next time when you purchase daily necessities, store several times more food. Also, before new logistics personnel are transferred in, you will still have to work hard every day, Akame."

The presence of a big eater like Abel meant that Akagi’s workload, who was responsible for cooking, had increased several times.

But Akagi had no complaints, she just nodded calmly.

After a while, Abel, who was meditating by the river, heard footsteps coming from behind him.

clang!

That was the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

"Najshitan told me that you wanted Murasame. If you are more suitable for it than me, prove it to me."

Abel opened his eyes, stood up and looked at Akame.

Akato is ready for the battle.

But Abel simply extended his hand and said, "No need to be so troublesome, just lend it to me."

Akahime was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether it was due to the shock from the other party's strong self-confidence, she silently handed over Murasame.

She was curious about how the other party would prove it to her.

Abel held the Murasame in his hand and immediately felt a strong evil intent emanating from the blade.

Anyone who cannot withstand the test of this evil thought will not be able to use this magic sword.

But for Abel, there is no knife that he cannot control!

Chapter 303: Reproduction of famous scene!

Because Abel signed the [Contract of the Sword Devil], his affinity for swords is MAX.

Any knife in his hands can be immediately familiar with its characteristics and exert 200% of its power.

And when someone attacks him with a knife, there is a certain probability that he will be immune to damage.

So this test of Murasame was almost the same as not having it at all, and all the evil thoughts immediately retracted into the sword.

Abel could even sense a sense of "flattery" coming from him.

Abel suddenly remembered a famous scene, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up. He was ready to reproduce the classic.

So, under Akame's puzzled gaze, he threw Murasame in his hand into the air and made it spin continuously.

Then he stretched out his left arm in the direction where it would fall without any protection.

"Would you like to make a bet and see which one is stronger, my fate or the curse of this demon sword?"

Akahime opened her eyes wide involuntarily. As the current owner of Murasame, no one knew how terrifying Murasame was better than her.

Sharpness is one aspect, but the most important thing is the curse above.

The slightest cut would result in the poison exploding and death.

So this is no longer just a gamble with your arm, but a gamble with your life!

"You actually use this method to prove it?!"

Chi Tong was greatly shocked. She herself might not dare to do this.

Then, under her gaze, the demon sword Murasame, which kept rolling down, actually gently wrapped around the opponent's arm without even the slightest touch, and finally stuck into the ground.

It was such a coincidence that it was as if the demon sword Murasame deliberately avoided the opponent's arm!

Simply unbelievable!

Abel finally smiled, and under the complicated gaze of Akagi, he drew out the magic sword again.

"It seems I won."

"What a good knife. If you die one day, I will definitely take it away."

"But now, don't live up to it."

“When you trust it beyond all else, it will respond to you.”

Abel walked past Akado and threw the Murasame in his hand towards her. Akado was so scared that she immediately grabbed the handle of the knife in a panic, and even broke out in a cold sweat.

But all she could think about was what Abel said before he left.

"Will you really respond to me?"

She looked at the Murasame in her hand with a serious expression, and suddenly imitated what Abel had just done, throwing it into the air, and then stretched out her arms in the same way.

She also wanted to see if she could completely trust the knife in her hand.

But as the rain gradually fell, more and more distracting thoughts appeared in her mind.

I always think of everyone in Night Raid, and her sister...

"Black Eyes!"

Chi Tong's body suddenly shook unconsciously.

Snapped!

A mechanical fist suddenly flew over and knocked Murasame, who was about to scratch Akame's arm, to the side.

"I just asked you to test him, not to commit suicide like him!"

Najeshitan came out, a little angry.

If she had hesitated a little longer, Chi Tong might have died by now.

Although the shock that Abel brought to her before was still there, not everyone could do such a thing.

At this time, after a moment of silence, Akame suddenly spoke up: "That person is indeed more qualified than me to own Murasame. When it fell from the sky, I knew I had lost."

Najeshitan paused for a moment, and her tone softened. "There's no need to belittle yourself. That guy is a little too mysterious. We don't know anything about his past, origins, or even his true strength."

"To be honest, I'm starting to regret letting him join the night raid."

Najeshitan smiled bitterly, "But there is always a voice in my heart, maybe this person is the last piece of the puzzle for us to overthrow the empire."

“For this, I am willing to take a gamble.”

Akame nodded, walked over to pick up Murasame and put it back into the scabbard, "If I die one day, I will hand Murasame over to him."

"it is good."

Najeshitan didn't say anything more. Everyone here might die, either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, there would always be that day.