One Piece: Shadow of the Navy

Cohen did not take the knife from his hand, but looked at the young man with teasing eyes, "Okay, you said that your store is full of seastone weapons, so where do your seastones come from? ? Hailou Stone, this is not something that ordinary people can get."

"Ah? Lord of the Navy, what I said is true," the young man realized. The sea tower stone is something under the supervision of the navy, and the man in front of him is a navy, and he seems to be a The navy, who had some power, hurriedly explained.

"The sea floor stone we have here is because there is a spring on our island. It will erupt every once in a while. Each time it erupts, some tiny particles will be brought out. My father knew that these particles are precious sea floor stone particles. ."

"So every time the spring erupted, he would look for these particles and add some to them when making weapons, so that the weapons would contain sea tower stones. Although the amount of sea tower stones was small, the weapons were indeed sea tower stone weapons. "

"Oh, the seastone particles brought out by the spring explosion. Does this spring belong to your family? Why is your family the only one selling seastone weapons in this town?"

"No, Lord Navy, this spring does not belong to ordinary people, and the sea floor stone particles are not only found in ordinary people's homes." After saying this, the young man had a hint of pride on his face, "But My father is the only one in this town who can use seastone particles to make weapons."

"Oh, it turns out it's an exclusive business. No wonder." Cohen nodded, "How many sea floor stone particles are brought out by each explosion?"

The young man looked at Cohen cautiously and said, "Master Navy, the seastone particles brought out from the spring every time are very few. They are mixed in a large amount of gravel. It is not easy to find. And most of the time, people in the town will go there." Look for it, and sometimes my father and I go and can’t find it at all.”

Cohen glanced at the young man and ignored his cautious eyes. Instead, he held up the black stick in his hand and asked, "Then what's going on with this stick? It shouldn't be made by your father, right? After all, it looks like this, if It was made by your father, so I have to doubt your father's ability to make weapons."

Hearing this, the young man looked at Cohen awkwardly and said, "Well, this is indeed not made by my father. I picked it up when I was looking for sea floor stone particles after a spring eruption. I saw that it looked weird and also... I don’t know what kind of material it was made of, but it was heavy and hard, so I brought it back.”

"Oh, that's it. Then you said it was a sea tower stone before. Does your father also think it is a sea tower stone?"

"This...my father is not sure whether it is Hailou Stone. Its material is indeed similar to Hailou Stone, and it also has the same strong characteristics of Hailou Stone, but it is too big and looks like Hailou Stone. It doesn’t look like it, the most important thing is that it is too strong and my father can’t move it, so I use it to hold the door.”

"Too strong?"

"Well, my father can process those very strong sea floor stone particles and use them to make weapons. But for this thing, my father has tried all methods, but he can't process it at all."

"That's it." Cohen nodded, and then waved the stick a few times with one hand, shaking it several times.

The young man couldn't help but duck when he saw Cohen swinging the heavy and unseemly stick.

"I really like using sticks, and the weight of this stick is very suitable for me. Although it looks a bit ugly and is not a regular round stick, it is very handy to use. Please give me a price." Cohen stopped. He stopped waving the stick, looked at the young man and said.

After listening to Cohen's words, the young man couldn't help but look at the knife on Cohen's waist, and didn't believe a word he said.

However, when he heard that Cohen wanted to buy this thing, the young man didn't say anything more, rubbed his hands and stood up from behind the counter.

"Master Marine, you have really good vision. Although this stick is a little heavier, it is very strong..."

"Price." Cohen grabbed one end of the stick and held it up, interrupting the young man impatiently.

The young man swallowed, but did not dare to attack, and said carefully, "Master Navy, I really like this stick. Look at one hundred thousand..."

"Huh?" Cohen turned his head and looked at the young man with slightly squinted eyes. The rather ferocious scar on his right eye was accompanied by a slightly confused sound coming from his mouth.

"Uh..." The young man really didn't dare to spit out the word Bailey when it came to his lips. The young man couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and immediately changed his words, "Ten thousand Baileys, ten thousand Baileys, Lord Navy Do you think ten thousand Baileys is appropriate?"

Cohen withdrew his gaze, placed it on the black stick, and ignored the young man.

Seeing that Cohen finally looked away, the young man couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. When he was first stared at, he felt as cold as a hot day.

Cohen looked at the black stick with a satisfied expression. After a while, he placed the black stick on the counter, reached into his pocket, and took out his wallet.

Then he held the wallet in his right hand and patted it on his open left hand. He walked around the store and looked at the weapons on the weapons rack.

He didn't touch the various weapons, just walked around the store, and then returned to the counter where the black stick was.

Cohen opened his wallet, counted out [-] Baileys, and then handed it to the young man, "Here, here are [-] Baileys, keep it."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Navy," the young man smiled charmingly and took Bailey. He just stuffed it under the counter without ordering. Then he asked Cohen, "Sir, Mr. Navy, what are you doing?" Don’t you want to buy a weapon that’s suitable for you? The weapons in my store are definitely the best.”

Cohen patted the knife hanging on his waist and showed it to the young man. "I won't buy it. The weapon is already sufficient."

Then, Cohen reached out and grasped one end of the black stick placed on the counter, and put the black stick on his shoulder, "Then let's leave first, boss. I wish you a prosperous business."

Cohen waved his hand at the young man, shouldered the black stick, and turned around and left the weapons store with two navy soldiers.

Afterwards, Cohen stopped shopping and left the street directly, heading towards the port.

The young man stood at the door of the weapons store, watching the three Cohens gradually walk away until they could no longer see their backs. A smile gradually appeared on his face. Then he quickly returned to the counter and took out something from under the counter. He picked up a handful of Baileys and started counting them.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that a broken stick used to hold the door could be sold for [-] beli. Should I find two more sticks to hold the door? Maybe I can meet such a big fat sheep again. ."

While counting Bailey, the man's thoughts began to wander.

One large chapter was divided into two smaller chapters and published together.