When they returned to the port, Gal remembered what he had forgotten.

Loka held a large knife more than two meters long, leaning against the flagpole and shivering.

"What's in your hand?"

Loka looked up sickly and said weakly, "Lonely, lonely, cold..."

"Oh, and what's in your hand?" Gal ignored the other's innocent moans.

"Boss, you're going to lose me like this!" Seeing that the demon was ineffective, Loka scolded and jumped up and threw the long knife in his arms.

Gar reached out to catch it, and the blade was more than half a meter higher than him.

Loca's explanation followed.

"The men of Umit sent it, and the famous knife was slashed. But I didn't expect this knife to be like this, it seems to be in vain. ”

'King of the Sea' Umit, he is in charge of all the freight in the underground world, and these kings of the underground world are very powerful.

It is said that Umit has mastered a special route of deep ocean currents, so each delivery is not only fast, but also ensures that the goods will not be looted.

Loka gripped the hilt of the knife and took two steps back to pull it out.

"As you can see, this knife is two meters three meters long, the handle is 0.8 meters, and the blade is 1.5 meters.

"Indeed." Gal took the hilt and examined the knife carefully.

The whole knife is thin and long, from the handle to the scabbard, all dark red, and there are two black decorations on the bottom of the blade, which gives this one some decoration.

There is no quenching pattern on the blade, only a bright and reflective cold light.

It's a bit similar to the original world's slashing saber, but it's an extended version.

This knife must be longer than "Ghost Cry", but I don't know how it compares to "Herring".

"It's a bit difficult~" Loka scratched his head: "When I heard that this knife was favored by Big·mom's children, I used tricks to grab it." ”

"Not only is it useless now, but it has offended others in vain, and it has lost a lot!"

"Is it too late to go back now?"

Garr threw the knife into the air and lifted its scabbard, the blade of which was firmly seated in the sheath.

"Big·mom's children are tall, and this weapon really looks like they have built it in their conscience."

The appearance of the four generals appeared in Gal's mind, all of them tall and tall.

"But you don't have to, keep this knife."

As he spoke, Gal handed the knife to Stella behind him, who was also a little short in front of the knife and could only hold it horizontally.

"That's all there is to it." Loka sighed, then thought of something again, and said with a wicked smile: "It's funny to think that Joan of Arc will carry a knife taller than her in the future!" ”

Gal glared at him, "Who said it was for her?" ”

Loca: "Huh? ”

"A knife is a very important thing for Jian Hao, and a weapon like this one that is obviously not suitable for her is a burden."

Gal lifted his feet and walked towards the boat.

"Besides, I'm quite interested in this knife, and it'll be mine in the future."

Loka followed him, looking him up and down, disgust written in his eyes.

How tall do you think you are?

Gal saw what he meant, resisted the thought of kicking, and his temples bulged.

"I'm only 15 years old, and I'm as tall as your dwarf winter melon."

It will definitely be taller and bigger in the future.

I didn't say this, but this is what I mean, which is to leave a way out.

What if? What if it doesn't last long?

At the age of 15, more than 1.8 meters, in the past world, you could enter the basketball team by virtue of your height.

Although this world is not so exaggerated, it is also very potential.

"Boss, have you practiced swordsmanship?" Loka questioned that he felt that his boss was pretending to be a big-tailed wolf.

Even Stella looked at it, but she knew that her young master had never practiced swordsmanship at all.

Several people also went to the deck, and Gal first gestured to the sailors who had been waiting for a long time, signaling that the ship was ready to sail.

Then he sat down on the deck sofa and explained, "I haven't practiced." ”

In the meantime, Stella had already placed the 'foal' in the house, and sat down in her old position skillfully with oranges and juice in one hand and a small bench in the other.

"Haven't practiced? Boss, I need to warn you. Loka said, looking around for something that could serve as a chair.

After looking around a few times, there were only a few wooden boxes that could be used, so I moved them and put them underneath and sat on them.

continued: "Swordsmanship is not a small skill that can be quickly achieved, every great swordsman not only has extraordinary talent, but also has made unimaginable efforts, repeatedly swinging the sword since childhood, and finally can comprehend his sword. ”

"If you are cramming for the time being, you will not only waste your efforts in the end, but also waste a lot of time."

"Come on, I don't need you to remind me yet." Gal was unimpressed: "I don't plan to become a sword master. ”

Does Big Mom know swordsmanship?

Isn't it Napoleon's turn?

His path is a bit like that of the girl, he is strong enough to wield a sharp weapon.

Kaido's mace, Big's machete, and Whitebeard's Celestial Cloud.

He uses a long knife, isn't it too much?

"Cheng, you just have to know it in your heart." Loka shrugged and stopped talking.

After finishing business, he lazily collapsed to the ground, and said with melancholy: "Boss, let's just leave?" ”

Gal ate the orange brought to his mouth and squinted at him, "What else do you want?" ”

He knew that this mermaid was thinking about Fish-Man Island, and even if he didn't coax it back to warm the bed, it would be very valuable to sell it.

But Gal now has a good sense of Fish-Man Island because of Princess Otohime's relationship.

In that case, why are you still there?

"Okay, okay!" Loka writhed on the spot.

He understood what the boss meant, that is, he couldn't beat them to pay attention~

"But boss, it's been less than two days since we came back and forth, and Joan of Arc is probably not done yet!"

Gal was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that there was something else to say.

But now that they've left Fish-Man Island, they can't go back, right?

"It's a big deal, just stay in Chambord for a few days, there's no need to wait on Fish-Man Island." He had to say so.

Loka didn't say anything and sighed deeply.

The last excuse is useless, so I can only accept my fate.

Without saying a word all the way, the ship resurfaced.

The ship's sailors were busy looking for their way to the Chambord Islands, after all, the position of the ascent could not be in the same place.

The three of them were bored on the deck in a daze.

Loka was a man who couldn't sit still, and if he hadn't gone to sea with Gal, he would have even taken a few women or death row prisoners on board.

Idle and bored, he began to find words to say: "Boss, if I were you, I would definitely soak in the room all day and never come out, and I would never cultivate my sentiments here." ”

"You can only light the fire with the boss, not the younger brother!"

Gal ignored his yin and yang weirdness, and said calmly, "Stella and I didn't. ”

Needless to say, everyone here can hear it.

Stella also peeled oranges with a calm face and brought them to his lips, as if she hadn't heard their conversation.

Lokaten sat up and exclaimed, "Really? ”

Gal glared at him, but didn't speak.

Loka understood, and then the whole person suddenly couldn't sit still.

Her gaze wandered back and forth between Stella and Garr, as if she had discovered something unusual.

After thinking about it for a long time, he swallowed his saliva and stretched out his hand to point at himself.

"Then I'm still organic..."

Bang –

Gal instantly picked up the sofa as a cue and knocked the 'ball' out with the gesture of playing golf.

Stella, who was still sitting on the small bench, remained silent and continued her 'work'.

However, on that calm face, the corners of his eyebrows were full of smiles.