The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

Yasuo, who was rescued by Yamato, had a bloody hole in his abdomen. Although he did not end up being dismembered on the spot, for an old man, such a serious injury to his mortal body was enough to put an end to his life.

Yasuo looked carefully at the girl who saved him. There was an indescribable heroic spirit between Yamato's brows, and from her appearance she looked like a kind-hearted child.

After so many years of struggling outside, he still has the ability to judge people and things. Yasuo wanted to explain something urgently, but just as he was about to speak, a large amount of blood gushed out of his throat, causing him to speak unclearly, and Yamato could not understand what he meant.

Having read Kozuki Oden's diary, Yamato has a natural liking for samurai swordsmen, and on the way he meets a mother and child who were rescued by Yasuo.

People living at the bottom of society are always thinking about their saviors. Yamato came to the vicinity of the general's mansion at the request of the mother and son, and took old Mr. Yasuo to a safe place.

"Don't get excited, old man. Speak slowly about what you want to say. I'm listening here." Yamato covered the wound on Yasuo's stomach. The damaged internal organs were mixed with blood. A good man's life was about to pass away before his eyes.

Perhaps it was a last burst of energy, and Yasuo, who had calmed down, no longer had blood choking in his mouth. He just looked at Yamato's appearance silently. The other party had two horns on his head, and it was obvious that he was not an orthodox human.

Summoning the last of his strength, he groped inside his clothes with his remaining hand, then pulled out something like a book in front of Yamato, and made arrangements for his final arrangements in his last moments of consciousness.

"The swordsmanship recorded here is what I have learned throughout my life. It doesn't matter if I die, but it can't be buried with me. It's up to you whether you want to learn it or not..."

Before he died, Yasuo remembered to look for a successor, but it was too late at this point. But it was better than having all he had learned in his life be buried in the dust.

Even if the little girl threw it into a pile of old papers, there is a small chance that it will reappear in the world, which is much better than rotting in the soil with an old man.

Yamato seemed to understand a little bit as she took the secret book with the blood-stained cover. She didn't know what was inside, but the rare item that the old swordsman had before his death must be extraordinary and definitely not an ordinary thing.

Seeing this, Kurozumi Orochi couldn't help but let out a strange laugh, "Hahaha... Yasuo, Yasuo is still confused when he is dying, do you know who his father is?"

"It's Kaido, the master of the Beasts Pirates, and she is Yamato, the young master of the Beasts Pirates. You might as well leave your things to me, maybe I can find a successor for you."

Hearing the skeleton demigod's heart-wrenching words, Yasuo's eyes widened and he looked at Yamato in disbelief. He had never imagined how a kind lamb could be raised in a den of wolves.

Yamato retorted angrily: "Kaido is Kaido and I am me, don't mix the two things together"!

Yasuo did not ask for the secret book back. There was no reason to ask for it back after giving it away, and it would be even more unreliable to give it to Kurozumi Orochi.

"We cannot decide our origins and parents, Yamato, I believe you will find another way..."

For a child troubled by his original family, Yasuo, who was an orphan himself, did not preach too much to Yamato. In his last moments, he only had one hand left that tightly grasped Yamato's wrist.

A generation of wind swordsman died in the arms of a little girl. No one knew his past life, but from his vicissitudes of life, it can be seen that he must have experienced a lot of things. Perhaps dying in his hometown was a relief.

After Yamato confirmed that Yasuo was completely dead, she laid the body flat on the ground and closed his eyes. She attached great importance to the secret book she obtained and held it directly between her majestic chest.

"Rest in peace, Mr. Yasuo. Even if I cannot learn the swordsmanship you left behind, I will help you find a successor and will never let your swordsmanship disappear from the sea from now on."

Listening to the solemn promise of Kaido's son, Yasuo, who was lying on the ground, even had a smile on his face. It was an expression of relief. Perhaps Yamato had seen it wrong.

Yamato carried his mace on his shoulder and faced the eighth form of the Skeleton Demigod. The domineering aura on his body surged, and he was not at all inferior to the monster in terms of momentum.

Kurozumi Orochi was very dissatisfied with Yamato's behavior of hiding things. "On the surface, your father and I are still allies. As long as you hand over the things left by Yasuo to me, I will let you leave safely today. If you really don't listen, don't blame your uncle if you lose arms and legs afterwards."

Yamato knew clearly what he had gained from Yasuo, but Kurozumi Orochi had been an expert in this from the beginning to the end. He understood Yasuo's life and the dojo behind him. Yasuo was the last heir to the Wind Control Sword Technique.

As long as we have the secret book that records the Gale Sword Technique, maybe we can cultivate a swordsman of weaker level. If we lack quality, we can make up for it with quantity. It is better than the current samurai class learning the swordsmanship left behind by that fool Kozuki Oden.

As the current general of Wano Country, Kurozumi Orochi wants to erase all information about the Kozuki clan, and he is about to succeed. More than 20 years will pass and as the next generation grows up, who will still remember Kozuki Oden?

Those with mediocre talents want to become stronger, and there will always be samurai class who try to steal Oden's swordsmanship. In the process of learning, they might be brainwashed by the dead souls and stand on the side of the Kozuki clan. This is something Kurozumi Orochi cannot accept.

"Dream on, that's what Mr. Yasuo left me, I'm going to smash your head right now"

Yamato's aura changed dramatically, as if an invisible force was surging through her.

Her body quickly twisted and deformed, and in the blink of an eye she turned into a beast form. Her whole body turned as white as snow, like a noble divine beast. Her figure was slender and agile, her limbs were strong and powerful, and every step she took was accompanied by unparalleled majesty.

What is amazing is that there are auspicious clouds entwined behind her that are like a dream, adding a sense of mystery to her. These auspicious clouds seem to be integrated with her, floating with her movements, and emitting a soft and mysterious light.

At this moment, the girl is no longer an ordinary human, but has transformed into a canine creature with extraordinary strength. It is the human-beast form of the mythical beast-type devil fruit, Oogawa Shinto. According to legend, this mythical beast is the guardian god of Wano Country.

Today she will be the enemy of the master of Wano Country and experience the skills of the eighth form of the Skeleton Demigod. This is a powerful opponent she has never faced before.

Years of imprisonment in the Beasts Pirates have never stopped her from becoming stronger. Yamato wants to prove herself and let the outside world know that she cannot live under Kaido's shadow all her life.