Not long after.

Zefa came to the Warring States Office.

However, at this moment, he had no idea what Warring States wanted to do with him.

"Zefa, what's the situation with Sean?"

After hearing this, and looking at Antonio who was a little excited, Zefa seemed to understand something.

So, this guy came directly to Warring States to ask for someone?

If I had known this, I should have struck harder last time and let him lie down for a whole year.

really...

I am still too kind.

"Sean wanted to learn sword-making skills, so he applied to me for three months to join the sword-making unit to study."

"Learn sword-making skills and then work as a blacksmith for three months. What kind of joke is this? Let him go back quickly and don't waste such a good talent."

The Warring States Period was speechless.

He has such a good talent, and it is still a prime time for cultivation. He said he wanted to be a blacksmith, but you really let him do it?

At this time, Warring States had forgotten the knife that was placed on his table.

On the side, Antonio, who was still excited just now, suddenly turned dark.

Even if you are the marshal, can you take care of my feelings?

Why is being a blacksmith a waste of youth?

There is no distinction between high and low in profession, okay?

"Warring States, the time agreed upon by Sean and I is less than a month away. There's not much time left, so let's go as promised!"

"In this case, he can give up, right?"

"Otherwise, if you force him back to the elite training camp now, not only will he feel dissatisfied, but he may also be unable to concentrate on his training, which is not good!"

Shaking his head, Zefa said.

"Yeah, that's right! I'll do as you say, but when the time comes, he must return to the training camp immediately!"

"No problem, I will personally take this kid away in a month!"

Zefa nodded.

And Antonio, who was watching the conversation between the two, could no longer bear it.

"Marshal, that knife, that knife!!"

"Well, that knife? Oh, by the way, why did I forget this!"

"Huh? What knife are you talking about?"

Zefa was a little confused and couldn't understand it at all!

"Zefa, look at this knife!"

Pointing to the knife on his desk, Warring States said.

Although he was a little confused, Zefa still picked up the knife on the desk and quickly pulled it out!

"Hiss...what a great knife. Which one of the twenty-one great swords is this?"

After all, Zefa was once a naval admiral, so Zefa still has this insight.

Just a moment after pulling out the blade, he judged the level of the knife in his hand.

However, he had seen the map of famous swords before, but he had no impression of the sword in his hand.

It seems that there is no such thing among the fast knives, and there is no such thing among the supreme fast knives!

It’s not necessarily a good and sharp knife, right?

But it seems that there is no good knife like this...

"This is just made by the sword forging force!"

"Impossible, with their half-skilled skills, can they use this knife?"

Hurtful!

It’s so hurtful!

It’s more hurtful than what Warring States said just now!

What do you mean we are a bunch of dilettantes?

This is too much, hey!!

On the side, Antonio was hit again.

"Ahem, according to what Antonio said, Sean built this less than half an hour ago!"

"Impossible! Sean has only been there for two months, how could he go from knowing nothing to becoming a master swordsmith? And none of the existing swordsmith masters seems to be able to create such a sword.

A level knife, right?”

Regarding what Warring States said, Zefa directly denied it!

This is simply impossible and completely unscientific!!

However, with Sean's talent in learning physical arts...

It seems, possible, maybe a little bit possible?

Zefa suddenly became a little uncertain.

And just then...

DONG DONG DONG!!

"Come in!"

"Marshal, my mission has been completed and I am here to report to you!"

The office door opened, and a tall and beautiful woman walked in.

With a vice-admiral's coat draped behind her, it was obvious that this woman with an incredible figure was a vice-admiral.

Moreover, even in the navy, she is an extremely special existence.

Candidate for the admiral of the Navy Headquarters, codename Momoha, real name Gion.

"Gion, you came back just in time. Take a look at this knife and tell us your feelings. After all, you are more professional than Zefa and I in this regard."

Yes, purely in terms of swordsmanship, Momotu is the strongest in the entire navy.

And his research on famous swords is much deeper than that of Warring States Period and Zefa.

Although there is still a big gap between him and Hawkeye, in any case, he has initially entered the realm of great swordsmen.

Koushiro once told Kuina that female swordsmen would never be able to support the world's great swordsmen due to their physical limitations.

To be honest, Momotu simply exists to slap Koushiro in the face.

Although he was a little confused, Taotu was quickly shocked when he took the knife from Zefa's hand.

Even Jin Kunluo and Taotu have never felt this feeling of being connected to their own blood.

"A good knife, it is very close to the level of the supreme sharp knife!"

"Just when I came back, I entrusted Jin Kunluo to someone else for maintenance. This knife belongs to me!"

...

...

There was silence in the room.

Good guy, I want you to take a look at this knife and give me some opinions.

As a result, you didn’t give your opinion or say anything, but instead just took it as your own?

The most important thing is that after Taotu took the knife, he never showed a frown from the beginning to the end. Could it be...

This sword did not launch a sword attack on her, but chose its master?

No way...

"Marshal, no one in the navy is more qualified to own such a knife than me, right?"

"That's true, but this..."

"Since the marshal also thinks this is correct, then this sword will belong to me from now on. Colonel Antonio happens to be here too. This scabbard is really ugly. I will draw the pattern for you later. Please excuse me.

Build one for me as quickly as possible.”

"Okay, no problem...ah, no!!"

He just said it was no problem, and Antonio wanted to slap himself!
To be continued...