Grand Line: How Are You So Proficient!

Our country was called the country of warriors, and that was a long time ago

Sorry for the strings, our country is called Wanokuni, it is a very old country, it is really very old, although as a citizen of this country, it is a bit bad to say this, but I still think that this country is really It has been decayed, and I don't know how many years have passed, but the life of the people here is no different from that of the ancestors hundreds of years ago, and there is no change.

My family is a samurai family. Like most samurai families, my family has been a family of swordsmanship since a long time ago. Although the secret swordsmanship is not very powerful, it is enough to keep our family above the common people. above.

Originally, my life trajectory should be like my elders, my father, grandfather, great-grandfather, great-great-grandfather "270", learning the swordsmanship passed down from the family, and then inheriting the family business, becoming the new head of the samurai family. If I can go a step further, maybe I can become a retainer of a certain daimyo and officially make my family the upper echelon of this country.

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

Although it sounds a bit boastful, but my swordsmanship talent is really good. The swordsmanship inherited from my family has been mastered since I was a few years old. In terms of swordsmanship alone, even my father is no longer my opponent. Since then, my life has changed.

My father thinks that if I continue to stay at home, it will only delay my future. He thinks that I will bring my family to a height that no one has ever imagined before, so I was sent to another place by him to learn swordsmanship .

Not those schools of swordsmanship, their swordsmanship is not necessarily very strong, the place my father sent me to is the place ruled by the Kuri clan, these daimyos are also one of the most famous warriors in this country, Master Kozuki Oden did not Concerned about his father's overreach, he accepted me very generously and made me his disciple.

From that day on, I have been learning swordsmanship from Mr. Oden, and seventeen years have passed in a flash. I am already twenty-five years old this year, and I have been staying in Jiuli all the time. I only left when my parents died.

Seventeen years have passed, and I have mastered Mr. Oden's swordsmanship for a long time, but the teacher has never admitted that I have the qualifications to become a master. All pass the qualifications, but the teacher has not given me a certificate.

But it doesn't matter, or, it's better, if I really let me leave Jiuli, I don't know where to go, I only know swordsmanship, and I'm only interested in swordsmanship, I don't know what to do after leaving the teacher, It might be fine if it goes on like this.

For the last few days I have been observing a man, a sudden appearance of an outsider, no doubt from abroad, who has a very different attire from the Wanokuni people and is used to it.

The man's name is Ferdinando-Noel, what a strange name, are all overseas people's names like this?

The man named Noel seems to come to Mr. Oden to learn a language. I never knew that the teacher can speak such a language. Maybe the teacher is studying overseas. The teacher left Wanokuni in the past. I know such things. Before taking over as Kuri Daimyo, the teacher had been out in the sea for several years.

I am a little curious about the teacher's experience, but the teacher is not willing to tell me his overseas experience, every time he refuses my request with a smile, I don't understand.

To be honest, even I am a little curious about the overseas world. Will there be stronger sword masters overseas? I am a little curious.

So I have been observing this man named Noel these days, this man exudes a completely different taste.

"Ah, fake samurai!!"

Just as I crouched behind the pillar to observe the teacher giving the man a lesson to see if I could hear the communication between them about overseas, such a voice came from behind me.

I turned around, and it really was this lecherous brat, a brat named Momonosuke, the teacher's son, my junior, a very lecherous brat!

There is a reason why this little ghost called me a fake samurai. I hate the hairstyle that samurai shave. Don’t you think the top of your head is very cold? It’s so stupid, okay? What the hell is there to say that this is a symbol of a samurai Do you use it? Does that powerful samurai still wear a helmet when he fights?

So I didn't wear my hair in a bun. I'm very satisfied with my long black hair, so this kid who is only five years old but as conservative as an old man has always disliked me and called me a fake samurai …

"Oh, pervert!"

I answered so.

Hehe, little ghost, don’t think that you trot to the women’s bathhouse last night to peep at the women’s bathroom blatantly. I didn’t see it. That wretched look really made people angry, but those lovely ladies didn’t notice this little ghost The true face of the head, how can you be so lewd at a young age when you grow up?

"What? What did you bastard say—"

This little ghost's face was flushed red, and no one but me has ever dared to talk to him. After all, although this little ghost is a pervert, he is also the real successor of the Kuri Daimyo.

"You still have the face to tell me, I saw you last night too!!"

When the pervert said this, he suddenly had a smug look on his face, "What a disgrace, nosebleeds keep flowing! Can this be considered a warrior?"

Cut, was it actually seen?

What's wrong? As a twenty-five-year-old unmarried man, what happened when I went to spy on the ten-time female bathhouse? Is there anything strange? It's not something shameful, right? What's wrong with Takeda spying on the female bathhouse?

And, kid, what's the matter with the nosebleed? I just got angry recently, and it has nothing to do with the things in the women's bathhouse. Don't give me too much thought, Laozi is an upright warrior.

"Oh 4.4~ It's you,"

"Mr. Lustful Samurai!"

Hey hey hey, who are you calling a lecherous samurai! Bastard, be careful Laozi will cut you!

I turned my head annoyed and saw the guy standing in front of me with a lazy smile on his face, which was Ferdinando Noel.

I didn't speak, although my inner activities are very rich, but in fact I am a taciturn person, after all, some words are very bad, I still understand this

"How is it, Mr. Samurai,"

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

The last suggestion he said happened a few days ago. This man suddenly said that he hoped that I would get on his boat and go to sea with him. .