"Pick your feet every day, can you stop being disgusting."

A smell of stinky salted fish spread around the bald man, and the mustache glared at him in disgust, then turned to the figure in the corner and shouted, "Hey! That kid inside, I remember you said, you're a swordsman, right? ”

“……”

The figure was curled up in the corner, his hands and feet were chained, his spirit seemed to be quite sluggish, and when he heard the shout, he only raised his head slightly and glanced at the mustache, but did not answer.

The mustache didn't care about his attitude, he smiled, and after rummaging in the messy grass behind him for a while, he actually drew a long sword out, and then saw him throw it hard, and threw the sword in front of the figure.

"Oh, take it!" He smiled, "Since you're a swordsman, you should have a lot more strength than all of us, right?" Use this sword to break the shackles and get us out! ”

"Huh? Where did you get the sword? The bald man and the others next to him all looked at him in surprise.

"Dig it up." The mustache took out a silver spoon from his pocket with a smug expression, "Originally, I wanted to secretly dig a tunnel and run away, but it turned out to be too hard underneath, and it took me almost a month to dig less than five meters." ”

"I was about to give up a few days ago, but I accidentally found a package underneath, and I don't know who hid it, so I finally dug it up." The mustache shrugged, and continued, "It's a pity that it's not a treasure, only a sword, but well, it should be the best now, and even gold can't compare to it." ”

Hearing this, the figure in the shadows, that is, Rose, finally reacted, and he moved his body, and with great difficulty he reached the prison door, hooked the sword with his foot, and then bent down to pick it up.

His gaze fell on the sword.

This is a traditional broadblade, with dirt on it, and the shape is relatively rough, suitable for the kind of swordsmanship that opens and closes, and Rose's swordsmanship is more delicate, so he didn't care about it at first, and even felt that this sword was too far from the saber he had snatched from Brock before.

But soon, after brushing the dust off it and taking a closer look, Rose's face changed.

He was right, the sword was very different from his own saber.

Because this sword is just too good.

"Twenty-one ...... of the Big Quick Knife"

After confirming it again, Rose's breathing became a little heavy, as a senior swordsman who has practiced swords for more than ten years, he has never seen such a good blade, which made him quickly confirm the level of this sword, "At least it is also a good sword at the level of the Great Quick Knife, and it is worth at least 200 million Bailey on the market, which is more valuable than the Devil Fruit......"

This kind of thing can be dug up in a dungeon by a thug?

And in the end it fell into his hands?

Rose's expression became serious, he looked at the mustache, pondered for a while, and then said seriously: "This sword is very valuable, I want it very much, but since you found it, I will definitely return it to you when I use it." ”

"What, is it still a good sword?"

The mustache was stunned for a moment, he obviously didn't know much about swords, but soon he waved his hand indifferently, "Hey, don't talk about this yet, hurry up, hurry up and use that sword to rescue us all!" ”

"Hmm."

Rose nodded, in fact, his treatment is relatively bad among these people, the food he eats every day may not be half a catty, and the state of malaise just now is basically unbearable from hunger, if it weren't for his conviction in his heart, Dramp, who escaped, they would definitely bring Captain Chano back to save themselves, maybe the whole person would have fallen a long time ago.

At this time, since there was hope, he could only forcibly suppress this feeling of weakness and fight hard, it was not a matter to be imprisoned like this, the small garden was a long way from the peak of Whiskey Mountain, and it would be too miserable if he hung up before Captain Chano arrived.

Without further ado, Rose raised his sword and fell, and the iron chain between his feet suddenly burst into a cloud of sparks, and the extra white marks on the chain were clearly visible.

"There's a chance!"

Rose's eyes lit up, the chain that held him was not too heavy, and it seemed to be old, and it was mottled with rust and corrosion. At this moment, seeing that his slash had an effect, he immediately fell several swords.

In the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty attempts passed, and finally, in the expectant eyes of everyone, the iron chain between Rose's legs finally broke, and then Rose did the same, and it took about the same time to carefully cut off the iron chain on his wrist.

"Great!"

"Come on, little brother, we are all optimistic about you!"

…………

The cheers of the prisoners rang out, and Rose smiled, but his attention was more concentrated, and he raised the sword in his hand, and his gaze fell on the solid iron railing in front of him, which was several times thicker than the chain.

This is where the real difficulty lies, and it is also a hurdle for swordsmen.

Unable to move forward, he could only continue to stay here hungry, praying in his heart that Xia Nuo's rescue would come soon.

After stepping over, not only will he and these prison friends be saved, but more importantly, he can also rely on swordsmanship to cut steel, so that he has the qualification to be called a sword hero and no longer pull back his captain's legs.

"Do your best, Rose!"

Rose, the leader of the Ichiban Pirates from the City of Seven Waters, a young man who had just turned twenty-five this year, clutched the hilt of the Great Blade tightly and roared in his heart.

……………………

The sun is gradually setting in the west, the fiery clouds are stretching wantonly, the glow is all over the sky, and the twilight is coming.

The big ship flying the flag of the Wind Pirates, after sailing for nearly half a month, finally saw the shadow of the whiskey peak not far ahead.

Dramp, who was at the helm, was the first to find out, and he immediately raised his head excitedly and shouted to Chano, who was sitting upright on the lookout: "Captain, we have arrived!" ”

"Oh?"

Xia Nuo was there to close his eyes and recuperate, thinking quietly in the blowing of the sea breeze, perfecting his wind control swordsmanship, when he heard this, his eyelids suddenly moved, he opened his eyes, and looked into the distance. Sure enough, under the mountains shrouded in sunset, a city emitting gunsmoke appeared in sight.

"Hurry up, prepare for a forced landing."

At this time, for the control and command of the personnel under his command, Xia no was no longer the rookie when he first left the Bharati restaurant, he fell lightly from the watchtower, and calmly ordered, "Let Daniel pass the order, all combatants, get ready for battle!" The gunners and snipers are immediately in position, and when they encounter a clear hostile target, report to me immediately! ”

"Yes!"

The ship immediately resounded with the sound of peace, and the atmosphere of the battle suddenly rose, and everyone's faces were slightly excited.

Without the slightest nervousness, nor the slightest fear, although the enemy may sound like they are outnumbered and not weak, they believe in their captain more than this, the Wind Sword Hero, Xia Nuo.