The Black Duke of the Pirate

"So that's it. I'm a wine merchant, and I usually have some money from business. Why don't I sponsor some money for Yixin Dojo." Reinhardt said with a smile, "Just use it as my tuition during this period."

"Okay, okay." Before Koushiro could answer, Zoro said it first, and then he responded: "Hey, you said you are a wine merchant... you mean a wine merchant?"

"yes."

"Then why don't you bring us some wine..." Zoro whispered, and then he saw Koushiro's eyes again, so he lowered his head and continued eating.

This guy... Reinhardt was a little speechless. At such a young age, he probably only had wine in his head besides swordsmanship.

But this is also a kind of inheritance of swordsmen. There must be an inseparable connection between wine and swordsmen.

"No problem. From now on, I, Reinhardt, will take care of all the ingredients, weapons, equipment and wine for the Isshin Dojo."

"Hey, it turns out your name is Reinhardt... What a strange name." Zoro added another sentence. Kuina, who was eating next to her, also looked up at Reinhardt, seeming to be interested in this strange name.

Also somewhat interested.

All the teenagers were devouring their food, and most of them didn't pay much attention to the conversation between them.

Hearing his introduction, Koushiro knew his name for the first time, and he still just smiled and shook his head: "The gym grows its own food, and the bamboo swords and other weapons are also made by itself. As a swordsman,

In other words, it’s better to drink less. It’s poison that will make your palms tremble.”

"Really... Hahaha." Reinhardt obviously disagreed, "A person's life would be too boring if he didn't have wine."

However, during this period of time at Shinshin Dojo, it is obviously necessary to stop drinking.

After a while, the apprentices had finished their meal, and all the food on the huge table was swept away. Not long after, the childish shouts of the teenagers could be heard coming from the yard.

Hey...

That was the sound of young men waving their bamboo swords in unison.

Reinhardt walked to the door and saw the children in the yard waving bamboo swords, so he smiled and looked at Koushiro next to him: "Do these children practice like this every day?"

Koushiro smiled and pushed his eyes: "In the morning they study cultural classes, in the afternoon they practice swordsmanship, and in the evening they have free time to practice."

The arrangement is also more reasonable.

"Here you go." At this time, Koushiro handed over a weapon.

"Bamboo knife?" He was a little confused.

Koushiro nodded: "Yes, let's try this. Steel is metal after all, and the murderous aura is a little stronger."

"You want me to chop up human stakes?"

"Hold it with both hands and be careful to control your strength, otherwise my gym won't have that many bamboo knives for you to practice with." Koushiro smiled, and after finishing speaking, he went into the house and got a shovel and a bucket.

Reinhardt nodded, and there was no problem with what he said. As long as he could improve his strength and break the bottleneck of swordsmanship, he could do anything. Besides, things like chopping up grass and human stakes were too simple for him.

.

But seeing Koushiro's behavior, he was a little confused: "What are you doing?"

"In addition to being a gym teacher, I am also a farmer." Koushiro turned his head and smiled with squinted eyes, "If you want to live, you have to eat. I grow some vegetables so that these children will not starve."

"You...adopted these children?" Reinhardt was a little surprised. He had never thought that all the children in Isshin Dojo were adopted by Koushiro.

"Part of it, right..." Koushiro turned around and walked out, heading towards the backyard.

Although he is hidden from the world, he has a heart to help the world.

Reinhardt shook his head mockingly and walked towards the straw man with a bamboo knife.

He had practiced with wooden dummies in his previous life, but he had never chopped down the straw dummies in kendo.

Reinhardt held the bamboo knife in both hands, weakened the strength to the minimum, and swung it towards the straw man stake, bang!

After the bamboo knife collided with the straw man stake, there was a crisp sound, but... the bamboo knife in his hand seemed to have cracked, which surprised him. No wonder Koushiro would let him control the power. It seemed that he could see that Rhine

Problems with Hart's swordsmanship.

I just used a little bit of force and it broke?

Reinhardt looked at the handle of the bamboo knife in his hand, feeling quite helpless. The strength had been weakened to the extreme just now, but the bamboo knife in his hand still couldn't withstand it.

He looked around the gym and found that there were more than twenty bamboo knives placed in the corner, so he walked over and picked up a bamboo knife and continued practicing.

Bang...another one broke.

Bang...another one broke.

Bang bang bang bang... fifteen bamboo knives were broken.

By evening, all the more than twenty bamboo knives in the gym had been cut off, but his control of power had also been further improved. It seemed that this method was really effective.

"Hey, you broke all the bamboo knives we used for training." One of the disciples in the dojo couldn't help shouting when he saw broken bamboo knives everywhere.

At this time, Koushiro was also finished. He was not angry when he saw this scene. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "Since they are all broken, let's make some."

"How do you feel? The bamboo sword is not completely useless, right?" Koushiro said with a smile, and Reinhardt scratched his head: "You are right, maybe this is something that cannot be obtained by being stubborn."

"You are very smart, but your temperament is too extreme."

Seeing Reinhardt a little confused, Koushiro continued: "You may think what I said is wrong. You should think that you are a smart, calm and extremely intelligent person, and your self-control of emotions is also extraordinary. This kind of

How can a person have an extreme personality...right?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was moved by what he said. After a moment of silence, Reinhardt nodded: "To be honest, I never thought that I would be a person with an extreme temperament."

"You may seem gentle on the surface, but you are extremely domineering deep down. You always have to suppress the domineering behavior of others. Your subordinates should be absolutely obedient to you, right?"

"Does this have anything to do with it?" Reinhardt didn't understand, but he understood something vaguely, but he just didn't want to admit it. Especially when Koushiro asked him to take a bath and change clothes and put on the Tao uniform, he felt relaxed.

I have already realized this.

Koushiro was obviously not a person who argued. He just smiled and replied softly: "Maybe, maybe not. I'm just trying another option. It won't do you any harm."

Seeing Reinhardt nodded slightly, he continued.

"Swords are like human beings. You have whatever style of swordsmanship you have based on your temperament, so your swordsmanship is extremely fierce and domineering." Koushiro continued, "Human temperament is difficult to change, but the style of swordsmanship is hard to change.

But it can guide.”