"You like this sword?" Kai looked at Tashigi, who had a face full of enthusiasm.
Tashigi was stunned for a moment, a trace of shyness flashed across her face, and she nodded weakly and said, "As a swordsman, being able to obtain a famous sword is the greatest dream and goal."
"However, many famous swords have now fallen into the hands of pirates. Just like this Shigure, it's simply a waste in the hands of the Wolf. I even seem to hear it wailing."
As soon as she mentioned what had just happened, a trace of anger appeared on Tashigi's face.
However, just as this trace of anger appeared on Tashigi's pretty face, the words that fell in her ears the next moment made Tashigi's nerves tense all of a sudden.
"Since you like it, then I'll give you this sword. It looks good, but it's too delicate to use and isn't suitable for me." Kai directly stuffed Shigure into Tashigi's hand and said, "Don't return the sword to me. Playing with swords is just my hobby."
"If you want to repay me, get me something to eat."
Watching Kai casually give away a famous sword worth millions, the bounty hunters and sailors present were all dumbfounded.
No! It should be said that even Tashigi was no exception.
As someone who understood swords even more, millions was just the standard price for a famous sword.
In a situation where there were prices but no goods, the price would continue to soar.
After all, there were only so many famous swords, but there were as many people who used swords as there were hairs.
If they really had to be distributed, probably tens of thousands of people wouldn't even get one.
But now, Kai was casually giving it away. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have been willing to believe it.
The most deadly thing was that the Great Swordsman, who had just displayed a glimpse of amazing power, a flying slash that was as fast as lightning, actually said that using a sword was just a hobby.
Then what level could his strength reach without using a sword?
If even flying slashes were considered a hobby.
Then where should the faces of these dozens of bounty hunters in the room, who still had katanas hanging at their waists, be placed?
"Y, you're really going to give it to me?" Tashigi was stunned all of a sudden and hurriedly asked, "But this is too precious. I!"
"What I what? If you don't want it, I'll throw it into the sea and let there be one less famous sword in this world." Kai rolled his eyes and was too lazy to say more to Tashigi and said, "Also, if you really want to repay me, go get me some food."
Watching Kai's serious face, Tashigi shuddered and hurriedly clenched the Shigure in her hand and hurriedly said, "N, no, I want it. I want it."
"If you're hungry, then quickly come with me. I'll make you some noodles."
"Make me some noodles?"
Watching Tashigi, who ran into the cabin in a puff of smoke, Kai couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Make me some noodles!
Why did it sound a bit awkward?
It seemed like there was some other meaning.
However, feeling the gurgling sound on his stomach, Kai still put aside his thoughts and quickly followed.
Loguetown, inside a Marine training camp.
A man wearing a white fur coat and smoking a cigar was looking at the recruits who were lined up for the test in front of him, his brows furrowed.
"Power level 15. Next!"
The adjutant, who was holding the test form, glanced at Smoker's expression and signaled.
Watching the recruit who had been tested leave, the adjutant couldn't help but say, "Colonel Smoker, this is already the 130th person. If we follow your test requirements, the power level must reach at least 50. I'm afraid we'll be busy for nothing today."
In the Marines, power level was a standard for measuring a person's strength.
Among them, an adult holding a weapon would have a power level of 10.
People who exceeded this value were the best among their peers.
Among them, once the power level reached 500, they would be called superhuman existences and were rare powerhouses in the Marines.
However, in the East Blue, which was the weakest of the four seas, this was clearly very rare.
"Hmph, our Loguetown is one of the most important passes for the East Blue to enter the Grand Line. Moreover, this is where the Pirate King Roger was executed."
Smoker spat out a mouthful of cigarette smoke and snorted coldly and said, "Therefore, this place has extraordinary significance for us Marines."
"I, Smoker, have decided to guard this place, so I need an elite force. I want to make it impossible for any pirate to escape from here."
"A power level of 50 is already my bottom line. I, Smoker, don't need mediocre people under my command."
The low voice, at this moment, didn't have any pretense.
It made the queue that was originally lined up in a long line disperse by eight or nine tenths in an instant.
The remaining ones were some burly men with bodies like bears, clearly relying on their physical advantage, intending to pass the test.
After all, in this chaotic age of great pirates, the Marines undoubtedly had an extra layer of identity as a talisman compared to civilians.
At the same time, it was also a job with a stable income.
However, watching this scene, Smoker snorted coldly and said, "A bunch of mediocre people. That's all for today."
After dropping these words, Smoker turned around and walked towards the headquarters.
"Haha, Brother Smoker, you're still the same as always. The strictness of recruiting new soldiers can even be compared to the Headquarters." A loud laugh suddenly rang out.
Watching the person who had come, Smoker raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Brother Bastille, why did you come to this remote place instead of staying at the Headquarters?"
Headquarters general?
The Marine soldiers present, and even the recruits being tested, had a change in expression.
After all, in their understanding, the generals who could be stationed at the Marine Headquarters needed to be at least Rear Admirals.
That was two ranks higher than Smoker's Colonel.
Feeling the gazes that were cast from all around, Bastille patted Smoker's shoulder and lowered his voice and said, "Don't make fun of me, old brother."
"You should also know about what happened on the Sabaody Archipelago, right? This time, I left the Headquarters to make amends, hoping to dig up some fresh blood for the Marine Headquarters."
Sabaody Archipelago?
Smoker's expression changed slightly. After spitting out a mouthful of cigarette smoke, he said, "I've also heard about this matter. I also received the new wanted poster for the Skeletal Demon just now. I didn't expect it to have soared to 1 billion in such a short time."
"Daring to publicly behead two Celestial Dragons, that method is indeed unexpected. It's just that 1 billion seems a bit too much."
Too much?
Bastille shook his head with a self-deprecating smile and said, "Smoker, you weren't there, so you don't know how sudden everything that happened that day was. If I were to define the Skeletal Demon's bounty, it would definitely be more than 1 billion Berries."
"I still haven't figured out the depth of his strength. At least if it's a one-on-one fight, he's probably comparable to an Admiral."
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