When you are in the pirate world, the sound of a sheep opens the gate of heaven

There was no sunlight in the hot and cramped workshop, and only the blazing flames in the forge could serve as the only light source.

In the flickering firelight, Orn was shirtless, holding up his hammer and hitting the red ingot again and again.

Clang clang clang.

The collision between the hammer and the ingot made a crisp sound of metal and iron, but not many sparks flew out - this showed that the impurities and excess carbon in it were almost gone.

As usual, the extended ingot was folded and compacted, until the last hammer fell, and a wisp of green smoke suddenly floated out of the ingot.

The green smoke dissipated in the workshop, and soon it became a rich aroma of wine.

This rising aroma of wine is the sign of the formation of high-quality wine-core steel.

Taking a few deep breaths of this somewhat intoxicating aroma, Orn's originally calm face couldn't help but smile a little more.

The high-quality alcohol steel that was originally planned to be forged in ten days or half a month was completed in just seven days.

Speaking of which, I have to thank Yamato.

If she hadn't taken me hunting every night, so that I could eat a lot to supplement the huge consumption of ironmaking during the day, the forging process of alcohol steel would not have been so smooth.

Looking down at the ingot in my hand, although the ingot was burning red at this time, it had obviously changed a lot compared to seven days ago.

After seven days of refining, the whole ingot was a full circle smaller than before, but its weight did not change much.

If you don't fear the high temperature on its surface and take a closer look, you can find that the surface of the ingot has a few patterns at some point - this is the unique texture of alcohol steel.

The higher the purity and quality of alcohol steel, the more obvious and gorgeous the pattern.

Placing his hand on the red ingot, a stream of information immediately emerged in his mind:

[High-quality alcoholic steel: high-quality steel condensed through thousands of hammers and tempers, with unparalleled hardness and just the right toughness. It is the material that swordsmen dream of forging swords, and can also be used as a raw material carrier for legendary creations. ]

[Evaluation: This is called - Thousands of Hammers! ]

With this thing, plus the hearts of five animal-type devil fruit ability users, the preparation work for the steel of the heart is complete.

While thinking about this, a small stone suddenly fell on his head.

Orn looked up at the exhaust duct above his head, and could vaguely see the Prajna mask behind the exhaust fan.

How come he came to find him before it got dark? Could it be...

Thinking of the possibility in his mind, Orn suddenly felt his heartbeat speed up.

Grabbing the ingot, he quietly left the workshop and walked along the ventilation duct to the back of the factory.

As soon as Orn landed, he saw Yamato running over with four unconscious Beast Pirates, his voice filled with uncontrollable joy:

"Orn, I really found the thing you want in Quinn's laboratory, and this is the ability user I knocked out secretly these two days."

As he spoke, Yamato reached into the collar of his kimono, and soon he grabbed a ball of... tinfoil.

Resisting the urge to lower his head and smell it, Orn took the ball of tinfoil, and then took out a thin metal bar from his pocket.

This was a gadget he made while forging wine-core steel. It was a small steel bar similar in size to a key, with a groove carved in the middle and countless sawtooths filed on it.

Facing Yamato's expectant eyes, Orn tore off a piece of tinfoil, folded it into a strip, wrapped the steel bar, and then inserted it into the lock of the shackles he was wearing.

Because the size was measured in advance and the tinfoil was tough, there was no stagnation in the process of inserting it into the keyhole.

Orn pinched the steel bar and shook it back and forth. After a while, he twisted it clockwise. With a "click" sound, the shackles under his feet opened.

"It actually opened!" Yamato exclaimed, and Orn couldn't help but smile.

This method was told to him by a classmate whose house had been robbed when he was a child in his previous life. It left a deep impression on him in his childhood, but he never tried it because he didn't know where to find the tools and the method was too cruel.

It was probably because the locks in the pirate world were relatively primitive, which allowed him, a novice, to succeed at once.

Before Orn could think about it, Yamato stretched out a pair of arms and looked at him eagerly.

Seeing this, Orn did not hesitate and immediately tore off another piece of tinfoil and did the same.

While unlocking Yamato's hand, Orn subconsciously pressed on the handcuffs. Although he retracted his hand as if he had received an electric shock the moment he touched it, a feeling of powerlessness quickly swept over Orn's body, making him almost unable to hold the tinfoil key in his hand.

Just touching it for a moment was enough to make her whole body powerless, but Yamato lived with this thing for a full fourteen years.

From being powerless to being able to move freely, it is hard to imagine what kind of suffering she went through during this period.

After adjusting his strength and spirit, Orn deliberately wrapped the handcuffs with clothes this time, and soon, Yamato's handcuffs opened.

Almost at the moment the handcuffs were opened, Yamato's figure changed rapidly, with wisps of blue-white smoke rising from his shoulders, his feet turned into giant claws with padded feet, sharp claws grew on his hands, and a huge and furry tail emerged from behind him, waving happily in the air.

It is Yamato's fruit ability, the animal type, the dog fruit, the phantom beast species, and the human-beast mode in the form of Oguchi Shingo.

Along with this change in body shape, a terrifying aura burst out from Yamato's body. The unrivaled aura turned into a substantial mental shock, almost knocking Aoun unconscious.

Fortunately, Aoun was well prepared and mobilized his fruit ability in time to resist. In addition, Yamato's timely control prevented Aoun from showing embarrassment.

"The handcuffs that have imprisoned me for fourteen years, finally, finally..."

Before Aoun could adjust his mind, he suddenly felt an extremely elastic body bump into him:

"Onn, thank you very much. After taking off these handcuffs, I can finally pursue my own freedom!"

Feeling the strength of Yamato's embrace and the wet feeling of tears falling on his shoulders, Aoun couldn't help but sigh, and subconsciously reached out and patted Yamato's back:

"Don't cry, it's all over."

After a while, Yamato finally adjusted her condition. She let go of Aoun and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes rather embarrassedly, but she agreed:

"You are right, everything has passed. From today on, I want to leave this ghost island. I want to go to the sea and live as freely as Oden! And all this starts from..."

Having said this, Yamato swung his mace again and stared sharply at the huge torii in the distance with the bronze statue of the dragon's head.

However, before Yamato could make a move, Aoun grabbed her by the corner of her clothes:

"Calm down, even if you want to do something like that, at least wait for me to make some arrangements before you do it."