The Black Duke of the Pirate

Chapter 669 669. Crazy Death Lang

"You are quite willing to fuse this knife." The old man named Jia Luo said something inexplicably, and seemed to have a lot of affection for [Jia Luo Zhizun].After all, it is a weapon made by myself.

"For me, there is a reason why this weapon must be restored."

Seeing Reinhardt's insistence, Galo didn't say anything, since the [Galo Priest] was given to him, it's up to him to decide how to deal with it.

Reinhardt followed Galo to a yard surrounded by a simple fence. There were chickens, ducks and some vegetables in the yard.

There is an oven in the middle of the yard, and there is a bellows beside the oven. In addition, there are many simple supporting facilities, just like a small blacksmithing facility.

"It hasn't been used for a long time, and it will take a long time to re-burn it." The old man Jia Luo walked to the front of the oven and started to work. Reinhardt handed over the two weapons to him and helped him.

Jia Luo was busy for a while, and then said to Reinhardt: "Should we keep the original shape of this knife, or change it to another shape?"

"Can you change the shape?" Reinhard was taken aback.

"Of course, although the characteristics of the demon sword will be retained after recasting, it can also be said to be a new weapon that can be cast according to one's own ideas." Jia Luo nodded, and Reinhard pondered for a while. Although the shape of the upper katana is good, it has not been his favorite all the time.

"Is this okay?" After thinking for a while, Reinhardt simply drew an outline of the blade on the ground, but Jia Luo shook his head: "It's not clear."

Gallo walked to the next room, took a piece of paper and a pen and handed it to Reinhardt: "Just draw the outline."

For a master swordsmith like him, as long as there is a simple outline of the weapon, he can restore the original appearance of the weapon.

Reinhardt took the pen and paper, and the shape of the often used long sword gradually took shape in his mind, so he began to draw on the paper. After a while, the simple outline of a long sword finally took shape.

Jia Luo took the paper and read it.

It is a long sword with a length of 1.5 meters. The length, width, and thickness are marked on the drawings. The hilt is close to 120 cm, and the blade is close to 7 cm. , the narrowed position is less than 5CM, and the thickness of the sword body is 1CM.

There is an obvious raised line in the middle of the sword body, which divides the blade into two slopes. The same is true on the other side of the blade. Thirty centimeters from the hilt, there is a black oriental dragon drawn. This black dragon pattern seems to be It is to inherit the black dragon pattern on the blade of [Gara Jizun].

The sword stand of this sword is very narrow, only two centimeters wider than the blade, and the body of the sword is straight as a whole. People have a kind of righteousness and domineering, as if the temperament only possessed by a king.

"This sword..." Jia Luo was stunned for a moment. His old eyes stayed on the paper for a long time. Although he felt that the pattern was distorted, it had a different temperament.

"This is the weapon I want. It is upright, upright, and domineering. When it is in the sheath, it is unpretentious, and when it is out of the sheath, it will show its sharpness!" Reinhard said softly.

Crown clothing long sword, this is the thought in his heart.

Jia Luo nodded: "I will try my best to make this weapon according to the blueprint you drew."

About half a day later, the preliminary work of casting was finally completed, and Galo got busy, but before that, Galo asked Reinhardt again: "If you let me stop working now, there is still time."

Reinhardt looked at [Gara Jizun] and [Feng Qie] in Jia Luo's hands, and understood what he meant. After all, [Gara Ji Zun] was a very powerful weapon, and it was only one step away from the black knife. remote.

He knew that if [Jia Luo Zhizun] became a black sword, then the status of this sword could be raised to another level.

"Forget it..." After thinking for a while, Reinhardt still shook his head, "Let's melt it down."

Seeing that his tone was firm, Jia Luo didn't say anything, so he started to get busy.

In the middle of the night, the fire in the courtyard kept flickering, and the sound of steel beating continued, and the sound of beating did not subside throughout the whole night.

In the early morning of the next day, Jia Luo was still casting weapons, and he stayed up all night, which didn't seem to leave much fatigue on the old man.

After another half day, the sun was just overhead, and the flames in the courtyard continued to burn.

Jia Luo stopped the work in his hand, took a pot of water from Reinhardt, and began to pant quickly after drinking, "When you are old, if you are young, these tasks will be effortless at all."

"I'll do the blacksmithing work." Seeing him continue to pant, Reinhardt said.

But Jia Luo shook his head: "You don't know casting, and you don't know how to use the most appropriate force. If you use force rashly, you will destroy the material."

Having said that, Jia Luo said again: "Your sword is more complicated than I imagined."

"Then it's hard work, Mr. Galo." Reinhard thanked him sincerely.

Clang, clang... The sound of iron strikes continued again.

"I didn't expect that there was such a highly skilled swordsmith hidden in the corner of the northern cemetery."

At this moment, an abrupt voice came over, and Reinhardt turned his head subconsciously, and saw a tall man standing at the entrance of the courtyard, with a smile hanging on his face, and his eyes stayed on Jia Luo who continued to strike iron. body.

This man... Reinhardt can feel an unusual oppressive force from this man. Is it because he is too distracted, or is this guy's knowledgeable and domineering so powerful that he didn't even realize it...

This man has a jet-set head, squinting his eyes as if he has not woken up, wearing a circle-patterned Wano country costume, a cape, and a samurai sword hanging from his waist. His cheeks are flushed, and he seems to be drunk.

"Samurai of Orochi?"

Galo ignored the man, and Reinhardt said something.

Hearing this voice, the man's eyes fell on Reinhardt: "Are you the assassin who assassinated the big snake?"

"No." Reinhardt replied.

He vetoed the sword, and the man continued to stare at Reinhardt, and after a while he began to draw his sword: "Is it you who killed the imperial family?"

"Do you want to do it? Samurai..." Reinhardt laughed.

The man at the head of the plane glanced at Jia Luo who was forging iron, and continued: "Samurai of Wano Country, Kushiro."

Much like introducing yourself when meeting an enemy.

"Go out and fight." Reinhardt nodded and walked out of the courtyard, but before leaving, he heard Jia Luo shouting: "Wait..."

Both Reinhardt and Kushiro looked at Jia Luo suspiciously.

"Absoluteness between warriors always requires a sword at hand."

With that said, Jia Luo stopped what he was doing, walked towards the next room, and said as he walked, "Your new weapon will take at least two days to complete, so I'll lend you a weapon first..."

(End of this chapter)