Onmyoji of the Grand Line

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Sigh, if the navy finds me, I'd like to beat him up and then make a quick getaway...

"Hey, my friend."

Zorro called out to him.

"Huh?" Luffy was taken aback.

Turning around, Zorro found himself facing a man who made him very uncomfortable.

Do you sell knives?

Why are you asking me?

The man moved a little further away from Zorro and asked with dissatisfaction.

"It seems you knew."

Zorro's voice rang out. Zorro's arrogant tone often made people mistakenly think he was there to cause trouble.

"Is this how you ask questions? You..."

The man rolled up his sleeves, revealing an unsightly tattoo on his arm.

"It's ok."

Zorro ignored him and turned to leave. This enraged the man.

"You dare to play me!" the man cursed, grabbing Zorro in one swift motion.

"Ah—" A scream rang out.

The man bent over, panting heavily, and remained motionless.

Zorro's sword was not yet drawn, but the hilt had already pierced the man's chest.

"Don't resort to violence so easily! I'm tired of seeing you like this."

Zorro's voice rang out.

Just then, Zorro looked up unintentionally and saw a sign.

That's right, 717 is the "29 Weapons 119 Shop".

"What? There's a weapons shop here..."

Zorro muttered to himself and pulled the hilt of his knife back. The man suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground. Zorro ignored him and rushed into the weapons shop with a paper sign shaped like a sword.

The weapon shop had a storefront about thirty feet wide, a common layout. In this age of piracy, weapon shops were as common as bakeries and blacksmiths in any small town. True to its reputation as a large city, it had every kind of weapon imaginable. Swords included single-edged swords (pirates favored scimitars), greatswords, double-edged swords, and more. There were also many types of pistols. If a weapon enthusiast aspired to be an explorer or pirate, this shop would have everything they needed.

At this point, only Zorro remained in the shop.

"This is it! Welcome!"

A middle-aged man with a distinctive hairstyle and a red nose ran out from behind the shop. It was hard to tell whether he had shaved too much or was bald.

"Buy a knife..."

Zorro told the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper's name was Ipponmatsu. When Zorro came in, he saw a sign that read "Ipponmatsu".

"What are you looking at! New knives, new knives, all kinds of knives. Our family has a history of over two hundred years..."

Ippon Matsu rubbed his hands together, calmly greeting Zorro. As expected of the weapon shop owner, he wasn't surprised at all by Zorro's menacing appearance.

"This is 100,000 Berries, you know? Sell me two knives!"

Zorro placed 10,000 Berries along with Nami on the counter.

"One hundred thousand?!" Upon hearing this, Ippon Matsu's expression changed instantly. "Pah! There are no kitchen knives here! One hundred thousand for two knives? Fifty thousand each, that's only enough to buy one blunt knife! Hmm?"

"What? I'm broke! You're a complete novice!" This expression appeared on Ippon Matsu's face.

Chapter 352: A Timely Rain!

"As long as it can help in an emergency, that's fine. I'm broke anyway."

Zorro was getting impatient.

Some say that in real battles, there is no good or bad. Indeed, if it's simply about killing, a dull knife is enough—for soldiers whose minds are only on how to kill their opponents, there's no need for a good knife at all.

But a swordsman relies on his blade. If that blade is dull, his strength and skill cannot be fully utilized. If it's dull, his unease will constantly haunt him—and he's doomed. Even a swordsman may only encounter such opportunities a few times in his lifetime. In that critical moment, a slight difference in mentality can determine life or death. Therefore, it's only natural for a swordsman to desire a trustworthy sword.

Such an important tool is only useful in an emergency; it's far too inconvenient for a top-tier swordsman like Zorro. However, he doesn't have that much money.

"Sigh!" Wang Yao sighed.

Just then, Ipponmatsu, who had been picking his nose, suddenly widened his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zhao asked.

"I said—can I see your knife?"

Suddenly, Ippon Matsu raised his voice. He was covered in sweat.

"What's there to worry about?"

"No need. Let me see your knife..."

Zorro, unable to resist Ipponmatsu's persistent pleas, had no choice but to draw the knife from his waist and quietly place it on the counter.

"Wow!" came a gasp.

Zorro unsheathed his sword and drew it from its sheath, leaving Ipponmatsu dumbfounded. Then, Ipponmatsu stood ramrod straight, without uttering a sound.

"No, this knife is garbage."

"Nonsense!"

Zorro clutched the front of Ipponmatsu's shirt. Zorro had been watching Ipponmatsu intently, a slight smile playing on his lips, and deliberately took a deep breath, expecting him to say something—but instead, he dared to call Kuina's belongings trash! Zorro couldn't forgive him.

"No, no! Sorry! Just kidding." Startled by Zorro's murderous aura, Ipponmatsu quickly changed his tune. "I have an idea. This knife isn't exactly a good thing, but it's not a good thing either. I want this knife for 200,000 Berries. And I'll buy three more knives, 100,000 Berries each."

"What?"

Zorro stared at Ipponmatsu, who was talking to himself, completely bewildered.

"Alright! Five hundred thousand, how about that? Isn't that enough? Oh dear—that won't do, six hundred and fifty thousand Berries! How about it, I'll offer it to you with both hands?"

"I'm telling you, no matter how much money you offer, I will..."

"what!

Just then, a person suddenly rushed out from behind Zorro and lunged at the knife.

"Damn it—" Li Qiye roared.

"what?"

Both Ipponmatsu and Zorro's faces darkened.

"What an amazing sword! Is it the Wado Ichimonji?"

The woman with glasses who had just been encountered on the road appeared before him.

"Why is he here?"

Zorro glanced at the woman. What? Even her profile was identical to Kuina's. He felt like he'd been tricked, an indescribable sense of shame welling up inside him, making him unable to look directly at her.

"What a beautiful straight knife!"

The female swordsman picked up the knife and examined the patterns on it carefully.

Blade patterns, or blade markings, are the patterns on the blade. Blade patterns are mainly divided into straight blade and irregular blade types, and can be further subdivided into dozens of varieties. Different quenching methods result in different patterns, and different swordsmiths create swords with distinct styles, which greatly aids in identification. As the female swordsman stated, the blade patterns on Zorro's sword are streamlined.

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“Harmony and the Way…” Chen Feng murmured to himself.

"This knife, despite its name, isn't sharp..."

Upon hearing this name, Ippon-matsu's face turned deathly pale, and he began to feign composure.

"What do you mean it's not sharp? This is a treasure! Look! Look here! If you want to buy it, it'll cost at least ten million Berries!"

The female swordsman held up the sword manual and emphasized.

"What a blockhead!"

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Yi Ben breathed a sigh of relief and knocked on the counter.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zhao asked.

"I know! A good thing finally came to my door, and... I'm going to sue you for interfering with my business! You bastard!"

"What? Interfering with your business?! Sorry. Did I say anything nasty? I was just excited to see such a fine knife for the first time..."

The female swordsman gave an awkward smile.

"You came here just for 'Shigure,' didn't you? You've finished sharpening it! Hmph. A swordsman who can't even stand properly, yet he's wielding a fine sword."

A knife was pulled from under the counter and thrown to him.

"Ahhhh!"