Callando and Shanks were nearly ten meters apart, and the chaotic scenes around them and the growing momentum of the two of them were all telling about the short but thrilling battle just now.

"Ascend the Tower, Look at the Flying Immortals!"

"Overlord Sword King Patrol!"

The two of them coincidentally used a stabbing attack, but in an instant, the kung fu disappeared from everyone's eyes, and only Beckman vaguely saw the trajectory of the two people's movements.

I saw Calando slam on the ground, and at the same time stabbed sharply from back to front, and then as if the wind brought by the knife carried him, he flew towards Shanks at great speed.

And Shanks bowed forward, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and stabbed out a sword like a snake in his left hand, and then it seemed that the space was unwilling to be oppressed by the momentum, and let out bursts of piercing explosions!

This is the power of the superior and the domineering!

Fast! Faster! Callando had long forgotten all the noise around him, and all he could see was the man's sword. In the more than three years since I came to this world, those thousands of days and nights of practice, fighting, thinking, and learning, filled with blood and sweat, seem to have exploded at this moment!

"Bang!"

It was obviously a collision of swords, but there was a deafening roar!

The majestic power of the two met at the place where the swords clashed, like fire and water! At the same time, Callando's deep and cold eyes also met Shanks's resolute and domineering gaze.

"Click! Click! ”

"It's me who loses."

Ignoring the long knife that stabbed his ear, Shanks said with a sad look as he looked at the tip of his broken sword.

"No, you didn't lose."

Carlando slowly sheathed the longship.

"Why don't you use the Iron Slash?"

"Why don't you?"

I won't...... Carlando was a little speechless, can I say I'm not a swordsman? No, I can't! Otherwise, wouldn't it become a façade of the West Sea Rolando?

Carlando clearly sensed that Shanks was an out-and-out swordsman, but he didn't use the rhythmic meaning of slashing iron.

"Fighting is different from duel, how can you fight to the death? Aren't you the same? ”

Using the mystery of slashing iron is equivalent to fighting for life and death? Carlando wondered about this, isn't this a realm that increases combat power? Is there something else hidden?

"Now that you're done......

Shanks pulled the broken blade and tip back into the scabbard and said to Callando with a hearty smile.

"So, I, Shanks! A formal invitation to you to be my crew, would you like it? ”

Carlando was silent for a moment when he heard this, should I give you face or what? But I didn't feel the power of the mystery affecting me at all......

"No, Shanks, I'm the leader of the Cracked Sky. ”

I knew it! Beckman covered his face helplessly, he had told Shanks early on how could someone like Calando, who had thousands of subordinates, join them? Aren't you happy to be your own boss?

"Why? I can feel it! ”

"What? What can you feel? ”

Carlando looked dazed, what was Shanks talking about? Why don't you understand?

"You don't seem to be happy."

"Before the battle, even if you have a smile on your face, I can feel as if you are unhappy in your heart! After the battle, the original happiness gradually disappears, and only when you fight, will you be happy from the bottom of your heart! ”

"If you love to fight so much, why don't you join us in navigating the seas? To meet the countless powerhouses in this world? ”

"I don't think there's anything more important than being happy!"

As soon as Calandor heard Shanks's words, he smiled in surprise, then slowly faded away, replaced by a deep calm.

"You don't understand."

You only know that I am unhappy, but you don't know why I am unhappy.

"I don't blame you."

"Blame me? Why do you think so? ”

Shanks also had a kind of confusion when he heard Carlando's words.

"Say no more, Shanks!"

Beckman, who saw everything in his eyes, suddenly grabbed Shanks's shoulders and said with a solemn face. Although it is not known exactly what Carlando is all about, Shanks clearly confronts him with the fact that he is unwilling to face.

"Unfortunately, I can't be your crew."

Carlando looked up at the sky, and the white clouds were long. Shanks might have been useful if he had told other people in the world who had stories, but ...... I don't want to be happy.

"Your sword was broken by me, I'll give you one."

……

"Is this sword ...... The famous knife of one of the fifty works of the good fast knife, whispering! ”

Almost as soon as Carlando's men handed over the sword, Shanks was keen to tell the origin of the sword.

"Huh? You know? ”

Carlando looked at Shanks in amazement, you can recognize this sword with just one glance?

"Yes! I heard the story of this sword when I was a kid! ”

Shanks took the whisper, and stroked it with some affection.

"No! This sword is too valuable! My sword is no match at all! ”

Although he was reluctant, Shanks knew that he could not accept this precious Western sword.

"Story? I'd like to hear it, can I? ”

Calando smiled slightly and said solemnly.

"Be the reward of this sword."

Shanks wanted to refuse, but couldn't say anything after seeing Callando's eyes.

"Okay."

"Legend has it that this sword was made by a court swordsmith. The swordsmith was skilled in his prime, so he was invited to the palace as a court swordsmith.

However, with the invention of the musket, the royal family no longer paid attention to the practicality of swords, and ordered swordsmiths to forge more ornate and beautiful royal swords.

Helpless, the swordsmith had no choice but to compromise and instead study how to inlay gems and depict patterns without affecting the toughness and sharpness of the sword.

But no matter how the swordsmith studied, it just couldn't meet his expectations. So when the appointed time came, he was imprisoned for not making a sword weapon that satisfied the king.

It wasn't until the next king succeeded to the throne that he was released back to his hometown under amnesty. When he returned home, he found that he had always wanted to be the son of a swordsmith when he was a child, and he became a firearms caster.

The swordsmith then forged the whisper, gave it to his son, and passed away in a hurry. ”

"Whispering ......"

"This sword will be given to you, don't let it down."

Callando looked at Shanks loudly, and the meaning of his words that could not be rejected was unmistakable.

"Good! I took it, my friend Carlando. ”

Shanks solemnly brought the whisper to his waist and replied to Carlando with a hearty smile.

"Let's have a feast! Just to introduce my crew to you! ”

Shanks, who recognizes his new friend, is happy, but regrets that Carlando didn't make it to his crew, just like Hawkeye, who he met a few years ago.

"Good! Banquet! Ha ha! ”

How could Callando refuse such a request?

"That's right! I also have a friend who is also a swordsman, and his dream is to fight with all kinds of swordsmen, hone his swordsmanship, and become the world's number one swordsman! ”

"When I have a chance in the future, I will introduce you to each other!"