Chapter 106 Legend (Please Subscribe, Please Vote)

On the streets of the [City of Swords and Swords], Charlotte and his group were strolling leisurely.

Soon a boy wearing slim-fitting black clothes hanging around his waist came flying over, holding a phone bug in his hand.

"Report, boss, the phone bug of the Sky Pirates."

Charlotte frowned slightly.

"Moses Moses!"

"Charlotte..."

"Moses Moses..."

"Moses Moses..."

"Hey...isn't the signal good?"

"That's weird, can't you hear clearly?"

"Kacha!"

Charlotte hung up decisively, unable to hear clearly at all.

The younger brother on the side looked at it with eyes wide open, "Boss, is this possible?"

Charlotte glanced at the other party angrily, "What's going to work? The signal is not good, it's my fault!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. The third team didn't need their help, so why should he be so warm to others but cold to others?

Isn't that a disease?

With such a good excuse, he wouldn't be so stupid as to take the initiative to join in?

If you have something to do, go to Nexi, the captain of the third division, and he has a rough relationship with Charlotte.

Looking at everything around her, Charlotte became interested.

"He wants to take a nice stroll around here!"

A shop selling weapons came into view at the corner of the street.

Uyuki Weapons Shop.

The huge logo with crossed swords looks very eye-catching.

I became interested and walked slowly into it.

In the shop, there are various swords placed everywhere, which makes people dazzled.

Soon a Mediterranean man with fan-like hairstyle on both sides walked up, rubbing his hands, with a flattering smile on his face, a slightly red rosacea nose, and the look of a wretched uncle.

"Welcome guests, our store has been in business for 500 years, and it is an old and honest store."

Charlotte looked at the other party's unconventional hairstyle. Although she wanted to laugh, she held it back.

It's just that this 500-year-old store really feels like bragging.

He would have believed it if it was two hundred years.

"Take me and see the good knives here. Price is not an issue!"

The boss looked excited and said, "Quick, guest, please come with me."

With that said, he took Charlotte to an exhibition hall, where various swords were placed in various showcases.

Charlotte looked at them one by one.

After a long time he shook his head.

They are just some ordinary quick knives. Although they are not bad, there is still a certain gap compared to the famous knives.

He was a little disappointed, it turned out to be a famous sword! It is also the only one on the sea. Even a good sword is a treasure that can be encountered but cannot be found.

It's impossible to pick something up, as the protagonist really doesn't have his life!

The shop owner looked at the way Charlotte shook his head, and his heart skipped a beat, "Guest, is there nothing you want here?"

Charlotte looked at the other party and said with some disappointment, "Boss, are you sure this is a 500-year-old store?"

The boss's face turned red. Looking at Charlotte's extremely serious look, his heart trembled and he gritted his teeth.

"It seems that our guest is a powerful swordsman, so come with me!"

Charlotte looked at the other party in surprise, wondering why he couldn't create a hidden plot.

Charlotte, who was interested, followed the boss towards the back door of the store.

Passing through the long corridor connected by the back door, an independent attic appears in front of you.

"here?"

Charlotte looked at the shop owner in confusion, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

"Guest, can you let me tell you a legend?"

What the hell? ? ?

Charlotte looked confused. She didn't even say what she was doing when she brought him here. It was okay to tell a legend first.

However, the shop owner didn't pay attention to Charlotte's expression at all. Instead, he spoke with a pious look.

"Five hundred years ago, there was a swordsman named Ugetsu Tenshi. He single-handedly killed a giant snake named Vera that had lived for more than three hundred years."

Charlotte looked at the shop owner and then asked expressionlessly, "Then what?"

The shop owner raised his head proudly and said proudly, "I am that descendant."

"Then what?"

"Forehead???"

The shop owner looked at Charlotte, "Aren't you curious?"

"Oh! Not curious!" Charlotte responded lightly.

"boom!"

The shop owner slipped and fell down, then stood up angrily.

But when he looked at Charlotte's lack of interest and a look of defeat, he lost his temper.

"The weapons of our ancestors are stored in this attic. Although they have not been recorded, they are not the famous swords that are famous all over the world, but they are no worse than the supreme sharp swords."

Charlotte's eyes lit up, "What then?"

The shop owner said impatiently with a constipated expression on his face.

"The ancestors said that as long as someone can be recognized, they can be taken away."

"How generous! You are worthy of being a snake-slaying swordsman, so courageous." Charlotte couldn't help but admire him.

After hearing this, the shop owner looked at Charlotte and his expression softened, feeling a little proud.

Just as Charlotte was about to enter, the store owner reminded her.

"That knife was cursed and turned into a demon knife. You have to understand."

Charlotte looked at the serious look on the shop owner's face and nodded.

"Thank you, I understand."

Then he strode into it. The shop owner behind him shook his head. He was not the first person to do this. He also gave advice when it was time to do so.

If the other party hadn't questioned his century-old store, he wouldn't have let the other party come here.

A gust of cold wind blew, and everything was empty. Charlotte frowned slightly.

A long knife was placed on the table in the center.

Charlotte walked forward and stretched out his hand to grab the hilt.

A terrifying suction force came from the knife, and his body shrank rapidly, and his physical strength was lost madly.

Charlotte was shocked. This knife could actually absorb Armament Haki.

He used all his strength to activate Armament Haki, and endless Haki was absorbed as if there was no end.

After a long time, Charlotte's forehead was slightly sweaty.

A good knife is too important for a swordsman like him.

He knew the extraordinaryness of this knife at the first touch. Its poor reputation meant that its magic had not been known to the world, and he must not let it go at this moment.

This demon sword was saturated under Charlotte's massive Armament Haki, but it seemed to have a kind of resistance that was there and not there.

Charlotte shouted in a deep voice.

"Let fate decide!"

The domineering Haki suppressed the demon sword with all his strength.

The terrifying aura spread out, and invisible vibrations were generated all around.

After a long time, Charlotte was panting.

"Kacha!"

With a light sound, the magic sword was unsheathed. Charlotte felt his body return to normal, and an inexplicable joy lingered in his heart.

The dark red back of the blade combined with the silver-white blade looked chilling, and the flame-like waves ran through the blade, with a unique and charming beauty.

Charlotte waved gently.

A gust of wind-sharp light broke through the air.

"Kacha!"

The floor was easily cut with a smooth mirror-like knife mark.

"Good knife! Good knife!"

Charlotte laughed.

The shop owner who heard the sound rushed in, and when he saw the magic sword in Charlotte's hand, his eyes popped out exaggeratedly.

"Boss, you can't regret it."

Charlotte said happily.

The shocked shop owner came back to his senses, looked at Charlotte with a complicated face, and then sighed.

"I hope you can live up to the name of the magic sword-Tianku."

Charlotte looked at the magic sword in his hand and was secretly shocked.

Tianku?

What a great spirit.

"Thank you, boss, for the gift of the sword."

The shop owner looked at Charlotte and said solemnly, "Only a strong swordsman can equip it."

Charlotte left, of course not for nothing, leaving behind 10 million Baileys, purely out of gratitude.

In his opinion, no matter how much money you have, it is useless without strength.