Roar of the Pirate Fire Dragon

Our country was called the land of samurai. It was a long time ago.

Sorry, I made a mistake. Our country is called Wano Country. It is a very old country. It is really very old. Although as a citizen of this country, it sounds a bit bad to say this, but I still think that this The country is really in decay, and I don’t know how many years have passed, but the people here live the same life as their ancestors hundreds of years ago, and nothing has changed.

My family is a samurai family. Like most samurai families, my family has inherited swordsmanship from a long time ago. Although the secret swordsmanship is not very powerful, it is enough to keep our family superior to the common people. Above.

Originally, my life trajectory should be like that of my elders, my father, grandfather, great-grandfather, and great-great-grandfathers. I would learn the swordsmanship inherited from my family, then inherit the family business and become the new head of the samurai family. If I could go one step further, Maybe I can become a retainer of a certain daimyo, officially making my family the upper echelon of this country.

Originally, it should be like this, but it wasn't.

Although it sounds like I am boasting, my talent in swordsmanship is really good. I have learned the swordsmanship inherited from my family very well when I was only a few years old. In terms of swordsmanship alone, even my father is no longer my opponent. From that moment on, my life changed.

My father believed that if I continued to stay at home, it would only delay my future. He believed that I would bring my family to a level that no one before me had ever imagined, so he sent me to another place to learn swordsmanship. .

It's not those swordsmanship schools. Their swordsmanship is not necessarily very strong. The place my father sent me to was Guri, the place where the Kozuki family ruled. The daimyo here was also one of the most famous samurai in this country. Lord Kozuki Oden didn't care about my father's arrogance, he accepted me graciously and made me his disciple.

From that day on, I have been learning swordsmanship from Mr. Oden. In a flash, 17 years have passed. I am now 25 years old and have always stayed in Guri. I only left when my parents died.

17 years have passed. I have learned the swordsmanship from Mr. Oden very well, but the teacher has never recognized that I have the qualifications to become a swordsman. If it is placed in those swordsmanship schools, then my current situation is that I have already acquired the skills of Wuxuji. I passed the exam, but the teacher never gave me the certificate.

But it doesn’t matter, or in other words, this is better. If I really leave Jiuli, I don’t know where to go. I only know swordsmanship and am only interested in swordsmanship. I don’t know what to do after I become a master. It might be good if it goes on like this.

In the past few days, I have been observing a person, an outsider who suddenly appeared. There is no doubt that he is a person from abroad. He is accustomed to dressing up very differently from the people in Wano.

The man’s name is Ferdinand Vlad. It’s a really strange name. Do all people overseas have names like this?

The man named Vlad seems to have come to Mr. Oden to learn a language. I never knew that the teacher could speak such a language. Maybe the teacher learned it overseas. The teacher had left Wano Country in the past. I know something. Before taking over as the Kuri Daimyo, the teacher had been out on the sea for several years.

I was a little curious about the teacher’s experience, but the teacher was unwilling to tell me about his overseas experience. He always smiled and refused my request, which I couldn’t understand.

To be honest, even I am a little curious about the overseas world. I am a little curious whether there are stronger swordsman masters overseas.

So I have been observing this man named Vlad these past few days. This man exudes a completely different smell.

"Ah, fake samurai"

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p; Just when I was huddled behind a pillar and observing the teacher teaching that man to see if I could hear their exchanges about overseas, such a voice came from behind me.

I turned around, and it turned out to be this little kid named Momonosuke. He was the teacher's son, and he was my junior. He was a very lustful kid.

There's a reason why this little guy calls me a fake samurai. I hate the hairstyle that samurai have. Don't you think the top of your head is cold? It's so stupid. What's the point of saying this is a symbol of samurai? Does that powerful samurai still wear a helmet when fighting?

So I didn’t wear a bun. I was very satisfied with my long black hair. So this kid who was only five years old but as conservative as an old man always disliked me and kept calling me a fake samurai. .

"Oh, you pervert"

I answered so.

Haha, little devil, don’t think that you took advantage of your age and went to the women’s bathhouse to blatantly peek at me. I didn’t see you. That wretched look was really infuriating, but those lovely ladies didn’t notice this brat. The true face of the head, how can you be so lustful when you grow up?

"What did you say?"

This kid's face turned red. No one but me had ever dared to talk to him. After all, although this kid was a pervert, he was also the genuine heir to the Kuri name.

"You still have the nerve to talk about me, I saw you last night too"

The pervert kid said this, with a sudden look of pride on his face, "It's really embarrassing. Can you still be considered a samurai if your nose bleeds all the time?"

Tsk, was it actually seen?

What's the matter? As a 25-year-old unmarried man, is it weird for me to go peeping into a women's bathhouse? Isn't it a shameful thing? What's wrong with a samurai peeping into a women's bathhouse?

And, kid, what's wrong with the nosebleed? I just got a little angry recently, and it has nothing to do with the things in the women's bathhouse. Don't think too much about it, I am an upright samurai.

"Oh~ it's you,"

"Lawful Mr. Samurai"

Hey hey hey, who do you think is a lustful samurai? Asshole, be careful I will chop you down.

I turned around unhappily, and then I saw the guy standing in front of me with a lazy smile on his face, that is Ferdinand Vlad.

I didn't speak. Although my inner activities were very rich, I was actually a taciturn person. After all, some words were bad, and I still understood this.

"How about Mr. Samurai,"

The man said, "How did you consider my suggestion last time?"

The last suggestion he mentioned happened a few days ago. This man suddenly said he wanted me to get on his boat and go to sea with him.

To be honest, I am a little hesitant. Wano Country is really a boring and annoying place. I am very impatient to stay. However, the teacher has not allowed me to leave as a teacher, so I am not qualified to leave yet.

So, I answer this.

"Feel sorry"

I turned around and left, feeling a little melancholy, and decided that I would go to the women's bathhouse again tonight.

Oh, by the way, I haven’t introduced myself yet, my name is,

Sakata xx, a samurai who is currently a little confused.