The Seven Star Sword Emerges!

[Clang, clang, clang.]

In the open space outside the prison gate, the Fish-Man, led by Dane, lined up. Vidal walked up to them and personally removed the explosive collars from each of them with his fingers, then casually tossed the collars to the ground, where they made a series of metallic thuds.

It's worth noting that every time he helped a Fish-Man remove his collar, he would gently pat the merman's shoulder while saying a few words of encouragement and comfort, under the merman's excited gaze.

"Keep going, hang in there for a few more years!"

Overcome past despair and embrace the future starting today!

Look up at the sun overhead; it will give you hope!

Live well!

A short while later, all nineteen Fish-Man removed their cold, black explosive collars. Some of them had tears in their eyes, some gritted their teeth, and some clenched their fists.

At this moment, Vidal returned to the center of the ranks, raised his right hand, and laughed, "Now, everyone take off your shirts, turn around, and I'll help you erase the mark of shame!"

"Yes!"

"Roar!"

"Clear!"

The Fish-Man were quite decisive. Even though they knew they would be in excruciating pain, no one hesitated for a moment. Without saying a word, they took off their shirts. Some of the more impatient ones even tore their clothes open and quickly turned around, exposing the 'Hoof of the Soaring Dragon' brand on their backs.

"Alright, I'll begin then. Don't cry out in pain, okay? Let me see the spirit of your Fish-Man Race!"

Vidal walked over jokingly, and a comforting, warm golden light began to emanate from his right hand. However, as soon as it touched Dane's silvery-white back, it emitted a terrifyingly high temperature.

Almost instantly, the area marked 'Hoof of the Soaring Dragon' was scorched. The intense pain made the Fish-Man's robust body tremble, and he let out a muffled groan, but it was clear that Dane was trying his best to suppress it.

His ability to stably attach 'Solar Beam' to his hands was something he couldn't have done before. He used to gather sunlight into a ball and then release it all at once before losing control.

Since coming into contact with Sunlight Tree Eve yesterday, although he hasn't fully transformed his physique yet, he has improved his control over Sunlight Energy to some extent. At least he can control it with a single palm strike.

He decided to call this energy, which attracts sunlight through Photosynthesis but is not fully converted into 'Photosynthetic Energy', 'Sunlight Energy'. Naturally, the technique of spraying 'Sunlight Energy' was also officially renamed from 'Sun's Halo' to 'Solar Beam', the latter sounding more colloquial and easier to pronounce.

After finishing the back treatment on the last Fish-Man, Vidal turned to the marines watching and ordered, "Go and fetch nineteen of the largest size Marine Uniforms!"

"Yes, sir!!" The marine immediately accepted the order and ran towards the logistics building in the distance.

"Alright, turn around, all of you. Go to the public bathhouse later, take a shower, change into new clothes, have a good meal, and get some rest. I'll tell you what to do next tomorrow!"

"From today onwards, you will be Third-Class Seaman Fish-Man at the Sabaody Archipelago Marine Base, belonging to the unit 'Sea Spirit,' and your captain is Dane. After you finish your meal, someone will take you to your quarters."

After saying this, Vidal stood there pondering if he had forgotten anything, and after a moment, he added another sentence.

"If you encounter anyone discriminating against or bullying you in the base, I allow you to teach them a lesson, but be careful not to kill anyone!"

He felt that this situation was possible: the superiors were clearly well-intentioned, but due to the excessive behavior of their subordinates, the newcomers had to swallow their anger out of fear and eventually erupted into murder and rebellion.

Therefore, it would be better to allow them to retaliate to a certain extent beforehand. After all, this is not a school, but an army, and sometimes it is more appropriate to communicate with fists.

"Take them to the bathhouse. Remember, they'll be part of the navy at this base from now on, no different from you in terms of status. Get along well with them, understand?" Vidal said to another marine.

"Yes, Commander!"

The marine hesitated for a moment, but his reaction was quick; he immediately agreed. However, when he stood before a group of Fish-Men, each over two meters tall and with fierce-looking faces, he instinctively showed a hint of nervousness.

"Um... please come with me."

Dane was the first to take the lead and follow the marine. Seeing this, the other eighteen fish followed one by one. Watching their backs, Vidal smiled with satisfaction. From today onwards, he had a special force under his command specializing in underwater combat.

"I hope there won't be any leaks, after all, I don't want to hurt my own people."

With the matter concerning the Fish-Men temporarily settled, Vidal Vice Admiral to his office, entrusting Lieutenant Isoka with the arrangements for the fish-men's accommodation and living conditions, trusting that his little secretary would handle it well.

"That said, the title of 'Ryokugyu,' the Admiral Candidate, is really just a title; it doesn't come with any special privileges."

Vidal plopped back into his large office chair, glanced at the command document that Isoka had put back on the table, and casually muttered something as he put it into the drawer.

At this moment, he was the only one left in the office. As soon as the little manatee came back, it went to practice its boxing. He had originally wanted it to learn Zangjing Fish-Man Karate from the scriptures in the parallel universe, but in the end, he gave up the idea of leaving it alone.

Although Zangjing is Seastone Handcuffs and carries the threat of the seed within him, who knows if he might take the opportunity to kidnap the manatee and then have it leave through another door?

As far as we know, Seastone doesn't seem to completely immobilize ability users.

"Phew, I'll process these documents first, then gradually improve my strength. I'm still too weak right now," Vidal said with a smile, looking at the towering mountain of documents on the table.

Just as he picked up his pen, ready to read the first document, a gurgling sound came from inside his coat, forcing him to put the pen down again and reluctantly take out his personal Den Den Mushi.

Who is it?

"It's me, Vidal."

A laugh rang out, followed by a series of "Hehehehe" laughs. "And me, Mr. Vidal!"

"Brook, Yixiao, how have you been lately? Where are you now?"

Vidal was somewhat surprised to hear that it was them calling. He then extended a wooden hand from his shoulder to help hold the microphone, while simultaneously picking up his pen and working on documents as he spoke.

"We've arrived at Asuka Island, which you told me about before, and we're currently in the ruins of the castle on the island."

"Really? What about the sword? Did you get it?" Vidal raised an eyebrow.

"Got it. This Seven Star Sword is indeed a demonic blade. The moment I picked it up, a sinister spiritual energy flowed up the hilt and invaded my mind. It's definitely not a power that an ordinary person can control. Moreover, it seems to have the ability to incite desires in others and amplify negative emotions."

In the first half of the Grand Line, deep within an abandoned ancient castle on Asuka Island, Issho stood before a stone coffin on the top floor that they had opened, his right hand gripping a white-handled longsword that was a full two and a half meters long.

This sword has a dark green blade covered with twisted black patterns. The two blades are extremely sharp, and just looking at it is jarring and unsettling. It exudes an eerie aura.

"However, according to what you said before, and the legends on the island, this sword will only unleash its true power when the red moon appears once every hundred years."

At this moment, Yi Xiao casually swung the Seven Star Sword, and an eerie green flame surged from the blade, splitting the stone coffin in front of him in two, which caused Brook behind him to scream in surprise.

"Yes, that's how I remember it."

"Unfortunately, it will be another twenty-eight years before the next red full moon appears." Yi Xiao sighed regretfully as he looked at the Seven Star Sword. As a sword master, he naturally wanted to see the sword's strongest form.

This sword, though now quite demonic and evil, is far from being enough to control. I just don't know what level of blade it is in its current form; it should be stronger than Skillful Grade Blades, right?

There was nothing he could do; he had never seen Great Grade Sword, let alone a legendary Great Grade Sword Famous Sword unparalleled skill.

"Then you should take it with you. You're still young, and you'll definitely have a chance in the future. Besides, it's better for the sword to be in your hands than for it to fall into the hands of some clowns. Otherwise, it will definitely cause serious chaos and casualties," Vidal sighed.

"But I don't like using this type of sword." Yi Xiao pouted, her face full of struggle.

Actually, I'm also struggling with the terminology for "knife" and "sword." If we follow the style of the original work, then we definitely have to use "knife" for both, since in Japan both swords and knives are called "knife." But for us Chinese, it would feel awkward; a knife is a knife, and a sword is a sword.

What do you think?