One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

Zoro slowly turned his head, and the veins on his forehead bulged out almost instantly.

"You bastard..."

He instinctively reached for the knife at his waist.

But as soon as his hand fell, it hit the empty knife slot.

Zoro's face darkened even more.

Viktor laughed even harder when he saw this.

Don't look at me like that.

"I'm really trying to help you solve this problem."

Zoro said coldly:

"unnecessary."

Viktor casually delivered the final blow.

"A three-sword style swordsman, with only two swords hanging at his waist, can certainly speak with a bit more confidence."

Zoro's forehead vein throbbed again.

A sense of danger subtly permeated the air.

If the corridor hadn't been so narrow, and if neither of them had fully recovered from their injuries, this ordinary argument would probably have escalated into a brawl in the corridor.

Just then, Chopper's sharp voice suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

"Zoro!"

"Are you going to training again?!"

Zoro froze.

He was carrying a heavy load of forging tools on his shoulder, a knife at his waist, and bandages wrapped around his body.

There is absolutely no room for excuses in this situation.

Chopper charged over aggressively, pointing at the equipment on his shoulder and shouting:

"Is this what you call getting some exercise?"

"Your injury isn't fully healed yet! And I just told you yesterday not to do anything reckless!"

Zoro tried to explain:

"Just regaining a little bit of touch."

Chopper's eyes widened even more.

"You call carrying such heavy stuff to deck training a 'slightly regaining your touch'?!"

Viktor stood aside watching the spectacle, adding with a smile:

"I already reminded him."

Zoro looked at him coldly.

"Shut up."

Chopper turned around and started cursing Viktor as well.

"Victor too!"

"You are also a key focus for observing the wounded! Don't agitate another wounded person in the corridor!"

Viktor was silent for a moment.

"That's a bit unreasonable."

"The doctor's word is final!"

Chopper angrily slammed his fist on the floor.

Finally, he told Zoro to put the training equipment back where it was and forbade him from doing any high-intensity training.

Victor must also go to the deck for breakfast and is not allowed to continue provoking the patients in the corridor.

So, one with a blank expression and the other with a beaming smile, they were escorted onto the deck by Chopper.

On the deck, Sanji had already prepared breakfast.

The sea breeze blows through the sails, and the sunlight shines on the long table.

Luffy was trying to snatch the meat from Usopp's plate, while Usopp protected the plate and excitedly studied the changes he had experienced after eating the Gas-Gas Fruit.

"I'm a Devil Fruit user now! Luffy, you have to respect the great Gas Sniper!"

"Give me meat, and I'll respect you."

"What kind of respect is this?!"

As Usopp got excited, a small puff of faint gas suddenly came out of his nose.

Chopper screamed as soon as he stepped onto the deck.

"Usopp! Don't test your abilities at the dinner table!"

Brook leaned closer intently.

"Hey ho ho ho, does this gas have a smell? Even though I don't have a nose."

Sanji roared in anger:

"No discussing this kind of thing during breakfast!"

When Zoro sat down, Nami was the first to notice the empty space at his waist.

She was checking the list of supplies when her gaze suddenly stopped.

"Zoro, where's your third sword?"

The noise at the dining table gradually subsided.

Zoro glanced down at it, his tone casual.

"broken."

The statement was made so calmly that it left everyone speechless for a moment.

Luffy, with meat still stuffed in his mouth, also looked up at him.

Zoro explained simply:

"When fighting Jin, Yubashiri endured too much fire and Haki impact."

"After several head-on collisions, the blade chipped and cracked inside."

"It can no longer be used as a primary weapon."

Chopper asked in a low voice:

"Can't it be fixed?"

Franky took the wrapped snow from Zoro and carefully opened it to take a look.

The blade did not break completely, but the edge was shattered and internal cracks extended deep into the spine.

A simple repair might preserve its appearance, but it's unrealistic to expect it to withstand the kind of battles that are currently being fought at the level of a Royal Commander.

Franky paused for a moment, then handed the knife back to Franky.

"The appearance can be fixed."

"But it's difficult to go back to the battlefield."

Usopp was unusually joking.

He knew that a weapon that accompanies a soldier for a long time becomes more than just a tool.

Zoro reached out and took Yukishiro back, then wrapped it up again with the sword cloth.

"Making it this far is enough."

The words were spoken calmly.

But everyone could tell that he wasn't completely indifferent.

Nami didn't ask any further questions.

Sanji, unusually, did not mock the green-haired guy.

Luffy looked at Zoro and said seriously:

"Zoro, you will become even stronger."

Zoro's lips curled up slightly.

"certainly."

A brief silence fell over the deck.

Then, Victor put down the cup and said slowly:

"That's why I said it."

"Beg me, and I'll help you solve it."

Zoro's forehead veins bulged again.

"Do you really want to get chopped up?"

Viktor stood up with a smile, not bothering him any further.

A moment later, he took a black knife out of the room.

Even before the sword was drawn, the atmosphere on the deck had already become slightly somber.

Autumn waters.

Usopp's eyes widened.

"Hey, Viktor, isn't that your knife?"

Robin added softly:

"It's also the black sword left behind by the dragon-slaying samurai Ryuma."

Luffy blinked.

"Are you going to give your sword to Zoro?"

Zoro looked at Shusui, his eyes finally becoming serious.

He certainly recognized the knife.

The national treasure black sword left behind by the dragon-slaying samurai Ryoma.

It had once been wielded by him, and it had also been personally handed over to Viktor by him.

Later, Qiu Shui accompanied Viktor through one great battle after another.

Now, this knife is no less heavy than any famous sword.

Zoro did not reach out immediately.

He looked at Viktor.

"This is your knife."

"I won't take it."

Victor smiled.

"I now have the second-generation Kitetsu."

Zoro's gaze shifted slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Zoro's waist.

"That's a demon sword."

"So it suits me."

Viktor placed Shusui in front of Zoro, his tone unusually serious.

"I am not a pure swordsman."

"My fighting style is too diverse; the sword is just one of many methods for me."

He glanced down at Qiu Shui.

"Qiu Shui is a very useful knife in my hands."

"But in your hands, it will continue to serve as a swordsman's blade."

The deck fell silent.

Even Luffy didn't interrupt.

Victor continued:

"Xue Zou can no longer fight alongside you in the next battle."

"Then let Qiushui take its place."

"Whether we go to Treasure Kingdom, Laugh Tale, or fight Blackbeard, the enemies ahead will only become more and more troublesome."

"A three-sword style swordsman can't be without one sword."

Zoro remained silent for a long time.

The sea breeze swept across the deck, and the straw hat and skull flag fluttered on the mast.

Finally, he reached out and took Qiu Shui.

The moment the black knife touched his hand, that familiar yet heavy weight pressed down on his palm again.

Zoro closed his eyes briefly, as if confirming the breath of his sword, or as if reconnecting with a past relationship that had been severed.

A moment later, he hung Qiu Shui on the empty space at his waist.

The three knives were put back in their place.

Zoro said in a low voice:

"Then I'll accept it."

Victor laughed:

"You haven't begged me yet."

Zoro looked at him coldly.

"Do you want to die?"

Viktor shrugged.

"Look, now that's what you call a three-sword style."

Luffy immediately burst into laughter.

"Zoro has gotten stronger again!"

Sanji snorted coldly.

"Even if an algae-headed person has the best knife, they will still get lost."

Zoro gripped the Shusui at his waist, his eyes dangerous.

"Would you like to try the scalpel on my eyebrows?"

"Come on, let's see if your new knife can cut me."

The familiar noise returned to the deck.

After breakfast, Zoro did not immediately go to training.

He sat by the side of the boat, wiped the snow off again, and carefully put it into the special knife cloth.

Chopper, standing beside him, thought he was upset and wanted to offer some words of comfort.

Zoro spoke first:

Not all swords have to break on the battlefield.

"It's strong enough that it's come this far with me."

Chopper quieted down.

Viktor stood not far away and did not disturb them.

The snow recedes, not because it is discarded.

It will be carefully preserved as part of Zoro's journey.

Qiushui took over its position, not to erase the past, but to let the Three-Sword Style continue forward.

Robin watched this scene and said softly:

"The relationship between swordsmen and their swords is like a kind of history."

Nami nodded.

"However, this kind of history is usually very expensive."

Viktor looked at her.

Nami immediately warned:

"Don't expect me to reimburse you for the cost of those famous swords."

The atmosphere relaxed again.

On the other side of the deck, Usopp finally began to formally attempt to control the Gas-Gas Fruit.

He held up one finger, his face turning red from holding it in.

Franky immediately leaned closer, his eyes lighting up.

"Super fun!"

"If you can control the gas's spread, and combine that with specially made ammunition, the tactics will become incredibly powerful!"

Usopp became more and more excited as he listened.

Chopper grew increasingly frightened as he listened, and asked in a low voice:

"Usopp, is this gas poisonous?"

Usopp froze.

Because he doesn't know either.

But then, in order to prove that he had control over his abilities, he decided to give a formal demonstration.

He struck a cool pose, pointing his finger at the air.

"Ultimate Kill - Gas Star!"

A small puff of gas emerged from the fingertip.

The gas floated in the air for a few circles without exploding or attacking any target; it simply drifted slowly to Luffy's nose.

Luffy, who was eating meat, smelled it and suddenly sneezed loudly.

The plate was blown away.

Chopper screams.

Sanji was enraged.

Franky's eyes, however, shone even brighter.

"Excellent! Once developed properly, this will definitely become a terrifying weapon!"

Usopp stood in the middle of the chaos, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, his confidence was suddenly rekindled.

He raised his slingshot high and shouted:

"That's right!"

"This is the ultimate weapon of the brave sea warriors of the future!"

The next second, Nami walked up to him with a dark expression.

"Before that, you need to learn not to release poison gas indiscriminately on the ship."

Usopp froze instantly.

Once again, noise and laughter erupted on the deck.

The sea breeze billowed the sails as the Sunny continued its journey toward Totland.