Pirates: Dangerous options in my head

[You have completed the current task]

[Rewards are being settled..]

Vivian:???

Settlement in progress?

Frowning slightly, Vivian held his chin and waited for a long time. Seeing that the settlement prompt had not changed at all, he couldn't help but lose his composure.

What's going on?

Stuck?

Can this system still be stuck?

Where is my great sharp sword, the Blood Demon with twenty-one skills?

It’s time to start having fun, right?

Just as he was going crazy, he saw the old man turning over and sitting up with the help of Lamore. He nodded gratefully to Vivian and said: "This... Lord Navy, thank you... thank you for your kindness to our grandson.

Everything you do.”

"You're welcome."

Vivian waved her hand and said absently.

And at the same time.

"Captain Vivian... I heard they all call you that. Didn't you say before that you wanted to watch me forging iron? It just so happens that I am forging a brand new blood-red blade."

Larmore said, wiping the sweat from his forehead and taking out a red iron stone from under the bed.

"Unlike the knives I forged in the past, this time I spent a lot of money on the materials." Larmore said with a smile: "So this time, I guarantee that I can forge the best knife in history.

The blood-red blade, and give it to you as a gift."

It can be seen that Larmore is extremely excited and excited at the moment.

Vivian first let his grandfather's legs grow back, and before leaving, he helped him solve the problem of Jack's gang. In fact, he had already planned it. Even if Vivian didn't bring the antidote, he would definitely

I will do my best to repay Vivian's kindness.

"Then I'll wait and see." Vivian found a bench and sat down and said.

There was no other way. Although he didn't know what the settlement situation of this system was now, there was no way he would refuse it if he could get a good knife first.

"Lamore, you have been learning knife forging from me since you were a child."

Seeing his grandson starting to get busy in front of the fire, the old man, who had just taken the antidote and his mind became much clearer, sat up from the bed and said with a smile: "I think the knife I made when I was young is better than Lamo's."

Come on, it will be much inferior."

His eyes were filled with relief.

During the days when he was lying in bed with a broken leg, he had already chosen to accept his fate. He even had the idea of ​​committing suicide for a while, but he never thought that he would meet someone like Vivian.

Noble person.

And at the moment when the grandfather was speaking, Larmore had already begun to use his unique crafting skills to build this blood-red blade for Vivian with a smile on his face.

Vivian sat to the side and watched with concentration.

It's not because he is very interested in knife forging, but because...

He wanted to see if there was a big gap between his low-level forging skills and those of a knifesmith who could forge good and sharp knives.

If possible, he would even like to try forging a knife by himself after his skills reach the intermediate level to see if he can forge a blade that is unique to him.

Clang-clang-clang-clang!

The rhythm of tapping the material is still extremely regular.

I don’t know how much time passed.

It wasn't until the sun high in the sky completely set that Larmore stopped swinging the hammer in his hand.

Place the blade that has begun to take shape into the water.

Wow——!

A large amount of steam was emitted, and bursts of red light emerged from the water. The old man lying on the bed also opened his eyes wide, and murmured to himself in surprise: "This feeling... this kid Lamore

, could you say?"

"Um?"

Vivian raised his eyebrows. He also felt that something was not right. He wanted to get closer and take a look, but before he could get closer, the water tank suddenly exploded, and one of the tanks was hit by the blade of the sword.

The boiling water dyed red poured on the ground, and some of it splashed onto Vivian's ankles.

"So hot?"

Feeling the burning sensation coming from the skin of her feet, Vivian was surprised and took the red knife from Larmore's hand, holding it in her hand and weighing it a few times.

A very strange breath surged up his arm, seeming to make his blood boil subconsciously.

"It's very heavy..."

he said.

"Yeah. Because the material I use is blood red iron. Just this little bit weighs about thirty kilograms." Larmore explained.

Before his grandfather was killed by gangsters, he had already fallen in love with this iron and started saving money to try to buy it. Now he can use it to beat it into a piece of hard work and give it to their savior.

, Larmore can be said to be extremely satisfied.

However, just when Vivian was about to hand the knife back to Larmore, a bit of golden electricity suddenly emerged from Vivian's body and automatically wrapped around the blade in his hand.

"this?"

Vivian opened her mouth in surprise when she saw this.

"Sure enough, my guess was correct. This knife has gone far beyond the scope of a good and sharp knife!" The old man lying on the bed stood up and shouted excitedly.

It can explode the water vat and make the cold water boil instantly just by the heat of the oven. In addition, it can independently lead the ability of the sword wielder...

This knife can be said to have begun to take shape of its own consciousness!

"Did I create a demon sword?" Larmore said in confusion as he looked at the red blade.

"No." The old man shook his head, "All world-famous blades will have their own consciousness, which is no different from the legendary ship elves. It's just that some swords have a gentle and loyal consciousness, while some swords have a rebellious consciousness.

It’s just warlike, that’s why the latter is called the Demon Sword by the world.”

"So?" The expression on Larmore's face became excited again.

"That's right... this knife has broken away from the category of good and fast knives and can join the ranks of great fast knives!" the old man said with a smile.

Big sharp knife?

I can actually make a big sharp knife?

I..I..

Larmore's fair face began to turn red.

This has been his dream since childhood, to create a weapon that can be included in the ranks of great swords. But now, has this dream come true?

"Lord Vivian..."

At the same time, the old man continued: "This knife was given to you by Larmore, please give it a name."

"Name?"

Vivian was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.

Could it be said...

This knife is...

"The Blood Demon..." he whispered.

"Blood Demon?"

Larmore and his grandfather blinked at the same time.

"What a name."

"It kind of feels like a demon sword."

"Then from now on, this sword will be called the Blood Demon!"

"Perhaps in the future this sword in the hands of Captain Vivian will be able to join the ranks of the twelve supreme sharp swords?" Larmore began to look forward to it.

The two people's voices fell.

[Settlement Completed]

[You have received the reward: Twenty-one skills of the sharp knife - "Blood Demon"]

Vivian: "..."