After retiring from the Navy, I became a doting husband.

"This is a special ability similar to the Flower-Flower Fruit!"

Martin guessed what was going on.

This sword is different from the first demon sword. Although it is not a Soul-Slaying Sword, this demon sword seems to be able to absorb some of the power of the Flower Fruit, giving the blade some special effects. After slashing the target, it can even produce the effect of the cut blooming.

This is absolutely amazing!

This knife could probably fetch a lot of money, but that's where the problem lies.

Who can swallow this knife?

Kim, a secondhand dealer?

Forget it. If I want to expand and strengthen my business, I need to explore more channels.

As Martin was pondering how to sell the knife, there was a knock at the workshop door, followed by a call: "Master Martin, is Master Martin in?"

It seems like we've got some business coming in.

As soon as he opened the outer gate of the workshop, he saw six or seven people standing outside, each holding a gift box and smiling broadly. They all bowed at a ninety-degree angle the moment they saw him.

Leading the group was Jason, the workshop's first customer.

The other party bowed first and said, "Master Martin, we've come to ask for a knife!"

Chapter 15 I Really Want to Call Him Dad

“Master Martin, we are the Cross Bounty Hunters.”

"We are a bounty hunter group specializing in fighting pirates, finding treasure, and protecting merchant ships. We are certified by the Navy and have licenses."

“We… came specifically to ask Master Martin for a knife.”

Led by Jason, the group introduced themselves one after another, stammering and appearing somewhat nervous.

Martin looked at the group of young men, and they looked at him in return.

I've heard that this swordsmith is no ordinary person; he can forge demonic swords. He's definitely a master swordsmith living in seclusion in a small town.

I originally thought that such a master would be an old man with white hair and beard, but he turned out to be a young and strong handsome man.

Despite the unexpected turn of events, everyone still respectfully presented the gift of coke with both hands.

"Jason, you've formed a team?"

Martin looked at the group of young people and found that they were all in good spirits and full of energy. Except for a girl in the group who was carrying a musket, the rest of them had calluses on their hands, so he guessed they were all swordsmen.

"Yes, it's very difficult to work as a bounty hunter alone, so I simply formed a bounty hunter team. This way, we can take on more missions and it's safer."

Do you have a boat?

"We have an old-fashioned commercial sailing ship that we bought with our own money. It's a two-masted sailing ship, and it's more than capable of chasing pirates, but it cost a lot of money."

Jason explained, “I am their captain, this is the navigator, this is the bosun, this is the shipwright, and this is the lookout. Apart from the sniper Nanachi, we are all students of the kendo dojo. There is no problem with our combat strength or our sailing experience.”

Well, it looks like you have all the manpower you need and are ready to get things done.

"Take these knives. The price of a fine knife has increased to 40 Berries each."

"I'll give you a discount, 35 Berries per hand."

Martin handed the blade to the group and gave them his final offer.

"A high-quality sharp knife for 35?"

"Wow, that's so cheap!"

"The market price is almost 50 yuan per one now!"

While the group exclaimed in amazement, their faces showed signs of pain.

Several people reached into their pockets and trousers, their underwear almost punctured, and each person only managed to pull out about 100,000 Berries on average.

"Master Martin, we're afraid we can't afford a fine-quality knife, so please give us a regular one."

Jason looked at his troubled companions and said with a wry smile, "Master Martin, we don't have enough money to buy a premium sharp knife; we can only buy a regular one."

"Oh? But I only have high-quality sharp knives here."

Martin shrugged.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, their expressions a mixture of embarrassment and realization that they themselves were the clowns.

I originally came here to ask for a knife and to broaden my horizons, but I've made a fool of myself!

"I have good news for you: these knives of mine can be purchased on credit, but of course, you will have to pass a test."

Martin suddenly presented a test.

The group perked up immediately, their faces lighting up with anticipation: "Can we buy on credit? What kind of test are we facing?"

"Draw your swords and hack at me with all your might!"

"Cut you?"

"Yes, cut me!"

"This……"

"Stop talking nonsense, just cut me. Whoever can hurt me, I'll give them the knife and a million Berries in return."

"What? You're afraid? Do it!"

Urged on by Martin, the group drew their knives and prepared to attack.

They dared not make a cut, but fortunately, Jason had dealt with this master swordsmith before and tentatively made a cut.

The blade sliced ​​through, but left no mark.

Only then did everyone realize that Martin was impervious to blades and bullets. The others simply followed suit and launched an attack, but their knives were like cutting into iron. Even Jason's finest knife could not cause any damage, at most leaving a white mark on the opponent's skin, and their wrists were numb from the shock.

The group of people all looked surprised and at a loss, exchanging bewildered glances.

"Fool, this is the Iron Body, one of the Six Styles of the Navy. Once mastered, it makes you impervious to swords and spears and also has the power to counterattack enemies."

"That's what Nanachi, the girl carrying the gun, reminded me."

"Indeed, it is Iron Block. You do know about the Six Styles of the Navy."

Martin looked at the girl carrying a rifle.

The Six Styles of the Navy are not techniques that ordinary soldiers can learn; only a few talented soldiers have the opportunity to learn and master them, and succeed.

This is not considered a secret within the Navy, but it is little known to outsiders.

Nanachi didn't speak, her eyes looking elsewhere, seemingly unwilling to engage.

"Nanachi's father was once a naval lieutenant."

Jason replied politely, "Master Martin, I didn't expect you to be so powerful that you've even mastered one of the Six Styles of the Navy, Iron Body."

"This is nothing for a retired naval officer like me."

"I see you all have swordsmanship skills; are you all from the kendo dojo in Orange Town?"

"We are all from the Chessboard Kendo Dojo."

Jason and the others nodded.

Martin scanned the group one by one: "You six have passed the test because your basic swordsmanship is up to standard. These fine swords are all yours."

Upon hearing this, the group all wore expressions of disbelief. When they received their own exquisite knives, shock and joy alternated on their faces.

"Now, sign an investment contract with me."

Martin took out paper and pen: "These swords are an investment in you, so you should naturally meet my needs."

"I need you to bring me back smelting materials like Tamahagane, Seastone, and top-grade coke in return, as well as information about East Blue Devil Fruits and Devil Fruit users."

"In addition, I will invest another million Berries in your operations, on the condition that you bring me at least double the return. Do you agree?"

The group nodded in agreement, thinking it was a good deal. They were short of money, and pirate hunters could easily make a fortune by capturing pirates.

Martin had high hopes for these young people whose eyes shone with light.

Tashigi is a bit clueless, I wonder if she can get her hands on Tamahagane or something, and she's rarely around, so it's more reliable to have these young people run errands and collect materials for her.

He also wanted to hear information about Devil Fruits in the East China Sea.

Having more friends means having more options.

He also wanted to use this opportunity to conduct an experiment, an experiment that could change the future, and this experiment would begin with these unknown young people.

When he saw the light in Jason and the others' eyes, he made up his mind.

After the contents of the agreement were drafted, Captain Jason took the lead in signing it, and the other six bounty hunters followed suit.

"Jason, your knife is chipped. It must have been damaged in the fight. I'll get you some new knives."

Martin casually tossed three more fine-quality daggers to the other man: "I see your other hand is quite nimble, your tongue is nimble too, and you have a whole grassland on your head... cough cough, the chessboard slash you've been practicing is also suitable for using multiple swords together, you can try the three-sword style."

"Three-sword style?"

"Hmm, one knife in each hand, and another in your mouth."

"Young man with green hair, I have high hopes for you. Consider this an investment in you!"

Martin patted the other person's green-haired head.

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This brought Jason to tears.

What is the most important thing for a swordsman?

It's a sword!

The other party actually gifted him three such valuable swords; he didn't know how to repay such a kindness.

Jason's hand holding the knife trembled. He looked at Martin with an incredulous expression, tears streaming down his face. He had an urge to kneel down and call him "Dad."

These three knives are worth at least a million Berries, and the other party just gave them to me like that?

Even though Martin wasn't related to him by blood, he couldn't help but want to call him "Dad."

Calling me "Dad" won't work, but calling me "Godfather" is fine too!