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A black-haired boy carrying a bundle arrived at Frostmoon Village.
"Is this Shimotsuki Village?"
[Ding, current location: Frostmoon Village. You can check in now. Do you want to check in?]
"Sign in."
Ron didn't hesitate.
Sign-in successful, reward: Health +10.
Reward: Great Grade Sword No. 21 - Raikiri.
Ron instantly felt a warm current surge through his body, flowing into all his muscles and giving him a strong feeling of muscle tearing!
The pain quickly disappeared, replaced by a feeling of comfort, ease, and a surge of energy throughout my body.
Improving basic physical fitness is the most comprehensive approach.
Strength, speed, stamina, and recovery ability will all improve with the improvement of basic physical fitness.
However, what surprised him even more than the improvement in his blood and qi was another reward.
"It's actually one of the Twenty-One Great Swords!"
Ron stared at the long sword in his hand, which was almost as tall as him, his face full of excitement and his eyes full of surprise.
There are 21 Great Grade Swords, totaling 21 swords. Some have disappeared into history, and probably no more than ten have appeared in the world of One Piece.
Although it cannot compare to the Supreme Grade Swords, it is still an absolute treasure, and for some swordsmen, it is even more precious than their lives.
Ron examined the longsword in his hand.
It resembles a Japanese sword, is very heavy, has a white scabbard with golden lightning patterns, and is extremely beautiful.
Ron gripped the cold hilt of the knife and gently pulled it out.
"Zizzi."
The sound of it being drawn was like thunder, the blade was covered with lightning patterns, and the blade's light was cold and sharp, as if surrounded by lightning.
Ron drew his sword and swung it with lightning speed, disappearing in a flash. There was even a smell of burning in the air, just like a bolt of lightning.
"Good knife,"
Ron returned the sword to its sheath with satisfaction. He was about to hang it on his waist, but after trying it, he realized that he couldn't do it at his current height, so he had to carry it on his back.
As for why it's not included in the system space, there's only one reason—
Because it looks cool that way.
Whether it's convenient or not doesn't matter.
The main requirement is that he/she is handsome.
As Ron slung his sword over his shoulder, ready to head to the kendo dojo.
A voice sounded behind Ron.
"Hey, you, can I touch that knife?"
He turned to look.
A little boy with green seaweed-like hair and a mischievous look stood on the path, staring intently at the long sword on Ron's back, his gaze burning with fervor.
"This guy is..."
Ron saw the familiar green seaweed head, and the image of a person instantly flashed into his mind.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Let me touch your knife."
The boy with the green seaweed-like hair repeated it again.
"May I have your name?"
Ron asked.
"Me? My name is Roronoa Zoro. Remember me well, one day this name will resound throughout the sea."
The little boy with green seaweed-like hair crossed his arms and said with a proud expression.
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11. Encounter Zoro on the way, at the Kendo Dojo in Shimotsuki Town (1/5)
really.
Ron thought to himself.
Unexpectedly, the first person he met upon arriving here was the very person he had come to see.
But speaking of it...
This arrogant brat is quite different from the green-haired swordsman who will later become him.
"Hey, what's your name? I don't think I've seen you before. Are you from out of town?"
Even when Zoro asked questions, his attitude was arrogant.
"My name is Ron, and I am a traveler."
Ron laughed.
"Pfft!"
Little Zoro covered his mouth and laughed, "A traveler?! Hahahaha! I think you're about the same age as me, yet you dare to call yourself a traveler, hahahaha!"
He burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face.
Ron didn't mind.
After all, given his current appearance, it's rather funny for him to call himself a traveler.
After laughing, Zoro wiped away his tears and looked at Ron, saying, "Since you say you're a traveler, why are you carrying a sword?"
"I'm a traveler, so it's reasonable for me to carry a sword for self-defense, right?"
Ron laughed.
"Uh...that seems reasonable."
Little Zoro scratched his head.
"So your knife is real? Can I touch it?"
He still hasn't forgotten this.
Ron shook his head: "No."
"Why?"
"Because it would be too much trouble to carry it again."
Ron said with a serious expression.
Zoro with the green seaweed-like hair was completely stunned.
Just because of this?
Wouldn't it be faster to just take it off and put it back on?
What reason is this?
A few seconds later, he came to his senses, but Ron had already walked away.
He quickly caught up with him and said, "I think you just didn't want me to touch you, so you made up an excuse, didn't you? You stingy thing!"
"No."
That's true.
Ron just didn't want this guy to touch his Raiche, lest it fall into his hands and he couldn't get it back later.
After all, there is a law of cause and effect.
It's called the protagonist's halo.
"Tch, fine, I won't touch it then. My knives will definitely be better and more numerous than yours in the future!"