Fire Fist of the Rebirth Pirate Comes to the World

Among such multiple knives, in terms of the material, toughness, and the blade spirit of the knife itself, there wasn't any difference between the Great Fast Knife Twenty-one Work and the Supreme Great Fast Knife Twelve Work, but when truly used, it was definitely the Supreme Great Fast Knife that claimed to be the king. The fundamental reason for this is that these twelve Great Fast Knives have a knife spirit that belongs to the knife itself!

The Supreme Great Fast Sword was originally the same existence as the Great Fast Sword, but the encounter of the afterlife gave it a new creation. Every expert with a sword, in the end will inevitably reach the realm of the unity of the human sword, so far, the swordsman and the sword itself in no difference, slowly, the swordsman's breath is brought to the sword, and thus produce the sword spirit.

The arrogance of the black sword "Night" in the hand of Hawkeye, the tyranny of the five old stars, the tyranny of the elder Sasaki, the coldness of the "Spring Rain Maru" in the hand of Yu no Shiro, and even the evil of the legendary head of the demon sword - "Muramasa"!

And without exception, each Supreme Great Fast Blade represented the sword dao of the blade's true owner during his or her lifetime, regardless of whether his or her sword intent was good or evil.

The Kikuichi Monogatari clan, which was originally the first of the 21 katana, has been tempered by Roger Ace in recent generations, and has finally transformed into the Supreme Fast Knife, now known as the 13 katana.

The reason for this was slowly explained to me by a little girl whose appearance resembled that of the "Hatsune Miku", and I came to an understanding. Since it is the result of the joint efforts of several generations, so the knife spirit should also have those who hold the swordsmanship bar, if you can get the inheritance of those predecessors, that their own strength is not like a rocket.

Unfortunately, when Ace cheerfully asked Lori about it, the other party twisted and replied, "I only have the existence of my master in my consciousness, and don't have anyone else's memories, so kendo or anything like that, no."

Only the memories of me exist? You really think highly of me, should I be happy or should I cry!

Well, in any case, the path of the Sword Path was completely cut off.

"Then how did you come to possess this face? It's almost like the Hatsune Miku I remember!"

"That is that because," here Lori's cheeks turned red, "I was shaped in the image of my master's soul, the deepest longing of his heart, and thus I came to be born and die with him!"

To Lori who cut her off, Ace could only run to the side and draw circles, all the while mouthing "Lori is my deepest desire, I'm Lori-controlled, I'm Lori-controlled."

"Wait to be born with the Master and die with the Master? Why does that sound so familiar to me?"

No way.

It's a Zanpakuto!

Indeed! Crossing over, anything is possible!

Ace was lost for joy, "Come, tell me your name, and join hands with me to set foot in this territory again!" Afterwards, Ace was also very bullishly crossing his arms with one hand and holding it over his head in a light grip.

"Clam?" Lori tilted her head once again in a cute and adorable state, "Name? Did the master just give me that? Hatsune Miku?"

With a huge drop of sweat left on his head, Ace couldn't afford to spit at the confused blade spirit anymore. "You don't even have a name? Where's such a zanpakuto, and where's the beginning explanation?"

"Clam?" The naturally nerdy little loli looked innocent, "Begin to understand the language? What's that?"

Well, you're not a Zanpakuto at all! Then why did you say something so misleading?

As for the main character of the cup, Ace, who couldn't stand the heavy blow of reality, had already run to the side to draw circles.

"No beginning solution, no zanpakuto, no kendo I'm loli control."

"Master is so interesting" lightly biting his right index finger, Hatsune looked infatuated.

Chapter 14 - Waking Up

Maybe it's because it's only been born a short time, the little loli knife spirit named "Hatsune" by Ace appears to be very energetic, pulling Ace to ask questions. After all, being a Blade Spirit, there was still a desire for the real world.

"Alright, Hatsune." Ace who barely sort of accepted the name looked as if he had no energy, "Then let me ask you, how long can I stay inside this consciousness space?"

"Ah." Hatsune still answered back with her sweet voice, "By the outside world, the master should be able to stay for another two hours."

Two hours, ah, slightly too long.

"OK, Hatsune, let's reintroduce each other, my name is Porcas D. Ace, this year"

"Seventeen years, two months and fourteen days."

"Clam?" Ace was confused, how did Hatsune even know about this.

"Oh, but I'm forged with my master's soul, I have all the memories of my master from birth to now!" Hatsune patted her fledgling little chest proudly, as if she was eager to receive praise from her master.

"All the memories?" This information could be a thunderbolt dropped on Ace's head, "Isn't she even aware of the fact that I'm a Trekkie! But nevermind, the words of the blade spirit will be seen by no one but the master." The heart palpitating Ace sort of dropped the boulder from his chest, who else could Hatsune tell that he was a traveler other than himself as his master.

"Since you know all about me, I won't say more, now it's your turn." Ace squinted at Hatsune, "Tell me about your abilities, I don't think you're a normal blade spirit oh."

That's only natural, since you're a soul derivative of a traveler, you have to have some special ability, even if it's not that whatever zanpakuto

"The master is really good!" Blinking countless little stars in her eyes, Hatsune looked adoring, "Hatsune's ability is to communicate with her master with her consciousness at any time the moment her master is holding the knife, and can also use her soul to interfere with the enemy's mental energy, oh, it's that so-called brainwave from her master's previous life that causes the enemy to have a blurred consciousness, or even to hallucinate oh! "

Shrimp?

Interfering with brain waves? Psionics?

My mother, is this not the power of the mirror? Hatsune has such unorthodox powers. The gods haven't abandoned us, after all! Thanks to TV, thanks to CCTV, and thanks to the Golden Lion and my deadbeat daddy, without you guys, I wouldn't be where I am today, Ace.

With this pirate version of the "Mirror Flower and Water Moon", you will be on the great voyage, right? At the thought of that, Ace couldn't help but giggle himself, even though he was very unimpressive in front of the little hatsune.

"Master is so funny." However, for this naturally dumb little loli, she still held blind admiration for Ace, the unscrupulous "master".

As a matter of fact, just like Uncle Blue said, "Longing is the most distant emotion from understanding", Hatsune still doesn't understand at the moment, just because of such an unscrupulous master, the original noble and elegant Kikuichi text Zenzong, has been completely installed with a "demon sword". The Name. Of course, that's a story for later.

"Hahahahahahaha" the teenager who was currently lying on a hospital bed, suddenly giggled like he was crazy, and his body was still convulsing.

"Well, the heart beats too fast, the body temperature is too high, there is currently no accurate definition of the insane condition." Next to the hospital bed, an eleven or twelve year old boy stared at the data on the device in front of him, muttering as he recorded with a pen.

"Pfft, pfft, pfft," an extremely funny sounding footstep slowly approached from a distance.

"Dr. Indigo, would you please put away your ridiculous footsteps in the hospital room?" What sounded like a complaint or a petulant tone came out of the little boy's mouth.

Greeting him was a tall man, dressed in a white coat, but with a blue scarf around his neck and a peculiar ink painted on his face, who looked rather ridiculous. It was obvious that the unpleasant sound of footsteps just now was at his feet.

Upon hearing the little boy's words, the man named Dr. Indigo danced around as if he were gesturing.

"Okay, okay, you can talk." Looking helplessly at his teacher and partner, the little boy seemed to have gotten used to his black humor.

"Piccolo Piccolo Piccolo, Al, how is the brat now, is he still in a coma?" After a few chuckles, Dr. Indigo asked about the patient's condition. But honestly, Dr. Indigo's laughter was just as uninviting as his footsteps.

"You'll see for yourself," Said the little boy named Al, who looked helpless as he handed over the data in his hands to Dr. Indigo.

"Crazy?" Dr. Indigo is a bit confused, "How can a good person be crazy? You're not mistaken, he's the one Sich-sama designated to be saved."

"Hmm, how should I know." Al, whose tone had suddenly become very ill-tempered, turned his head to the side as if he had some sort of conflict with Sikki.

"Never mind, I'd better go check it out." Without paying any more attention to the disturbed Al, Dr. Indigo stepped towards the hospital bed, and presented before him, the

"Yo, good morning." As if greeting an acquaintance, Ace skillfully rolled over and landed on his bed, looking at the clothes and Kikuchi Fumi-san placed beside the bed, Ace quickly changed into his own clothes.

"Oh, good morning to you. No, you're not" Dr. Indigo flinched first and actually returned his own salute after the other man's salute, "Al, what's going on?"

He didn't understand how the guy who was classified as "mentally ill" a moment ago could suddenly become so energetic.

He didn't understand how the guy who was classified as "mentally ill" a moment before suddenly became so energetic. Waking up, Ace saw the little boy a little further away, "Did you save me?"

"It's not me." The boy, who had regained his composure, held his glasses to the bridge of his nose, "It's Lord Sickey."