Forged Through a Thousand Trials to Become a Famous Sword

"It's Miss Bagin!!!"

"She came to confess her love to Whitebeard again!!!"

"No matter how many times she's been rejected, Miss Bagin has never given up. With that kind of persistence, she'll move Newgate one day!!"

"I'm so jealous of that bastard Whitebeard. He actually won Miss Bagin's heart!!"

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On the deck of the Rocks Pirates' ship, a large group of the crew members were gossiping excitedly.

Their words were filled with envy. With Miss Bagin's figure, all the lecherous men on the ship stared until their eyes nearly popped out.

They wished they could press their eyes against Bagin's curvaceous, devilish body.

Silver Axe stood by the railing and couldn't resist whistling at Bagin by the harbor. "Miss Bagin, since that bastard Whitebeard won't accept you, why not consider me, Silver Axe?!"

The pirates nearby immediately turned to watch the show.

"Get lost!"

"Or I'll kill you!!"

Bagin's face was filled with ferocity as she lashed back without the slightest courtesy.

In an instant.

The entire harbor fell silent, not a sound remaining.

She looked up at the enormous pirate ship and couldn't help reaching up to remove her sunglasses, revealing a pair of stunning eyes.

Her pupils shifted back and forth as if searching for Whitebeard's figure.

At that moment, Whitebeard was hiding behind the mast, his face tense and awkward. He muttered irritably, "Why is she here again?!"

"Didn't I already tell her not to confess her love to me in public?"

He was deeply troubled. All he wanted now was to live the life of a pirate. He simply couldn't take care of or protect anyone else.

He might die one day, after all.

Golden Lion stood nearby with a cigar between his teeth and chuckled. "Whitebeard, I think you should just accept Miss Bagin."

"That isn't something most people could even dream of being lucky enough to have."

There was a teasing edge to his expression. After all, it was rare to see Whitebeard in such an awkward state.

And that woman named Bagin was also an absolute beauty!

Ordinary people simply didn't have the fortune...

"Get lost!!" Whitebeard shouted at Golden Lion in annoyance.

Golden Lion chuckled, his body floating into the air as he flew toward the harbor.

Meanwhile, in the seawater.

A thunderous boom rang out.

Ares leaped out of the sea like a dolphin and landed at the harbor.

His entire body was drenched, seawater continuously streaming onto the ground from him. He looked out over the bustling harbor.

"So this is the stronghold of the Rocks Pirates!"

Ares shook himself, sending the seawater on his pants splattering in all directions like rain.

At that moment, Ochoku walked over to Ares and said, "Come with me. I'll take you to change your clothes. You're going to attend a banquet later!"

"This is a tradition of the Rocks Pirates. Every time an operation succeeds, everyone throws a wild celebration."

Ares nodded and followed Ochoku toward Skull Castle at the center of the island.

His four-meter height attracted quite a bit of attention.

Many people pointed at Ares curiously, wondering why a stranger had appeared beside the officer Ochoku.

On the streets of Hachinosu Island, most people were pirates. Those who weren't pirates belonged to various dark forces.

On this island, even the civilians were no simple characters. Under the law of survival of the fittest, only the toughest civilians remained.

Before long.

Ochoku brought Ares to a room and said with a smile, "From now on, this room belongs to you. This is the treatment given to official members of the Rocks Pirates."

"It's much safer than outside Skull Castle!"

"Out there, you have to worry even while sleeping about whether someone will attack you and steal your treasure and everything else of value."

"Even the valuable organs in your body."

Only after living in this world could one truly understand how cruel it was.

In this pirate-ridden world, the underground dark forces had also sprung up like mushrooms after the rain.

Wherever there was profit, countless people would swarm in—especially when it involved enormous profits.

Providing pirates with sexual services, guns and cannons, stolen-goods disposal, supplies, contraband, and more had gradually formed an entire ecosystem.

Even pirates' organs could be sold through the black market to those who needed them.

Yet the first question Ares asked was about training. "Is there somewhere I can train here?!"

"You really never forget training, no matter where you go. If you want to forge yourself into an indestructible famous sword, it won't be that simple." A hidden glint flashed through Ochoku's eyes before he continued, "Naturally, Skull Castle has a training area for everyone."

"Once you've changed, I'll take you there."

Ochoku leaned against the doorframe and quietly waited for Ares to finish changing. He raised his head and gazed blankly at the gradually darkening sky.

After a while.

Once Ares had changed clothes, Ochoku took him to the training room.

The next day.

Before dawn, Ares opened his eyes on his own. A sharp glint burst from his bright eyes.

He rolled out of bed, completing the movement in one smooth motion.

Anyone who didn't know better might have thought Ares was sleepwalking.

After washing up, Ares left the room.

Looking down over all of Hachinosu Island, he saw that the lights were still shining brightly.

He also began walking toward the training room.

Suddenly, a wanton, charming laugh came from the road ahead. "Even if you're an officer of the Rocks Pirates, you'll still have to leave my place leaning against the wall!"

Ares focused his eyes and saw a man in silver armor walking away unsteadily with one hand against the wall.

He seemed to be an officer of the Rocks Pirates—Silver Axe.

His appearance also caught the owner's attention. She immediately waved at Ares and smiled brightly. "Yo, looks like we've got a new customer. A virgin, too!"

Looking at Ares's muscular bare torso, she sighed. "Though his build is a little too big..."

"Those women couldn't withstand someone like him..."

At four meters tall, Ares was not someone an ordinary person could handle.

She didn't dare take this business, afraid someone might die, which would be troublesome.

The women under her were all money trees in her eyes.

Hearing her voice, Silver Axe glanced back. The moment he saw Ares, he immediately clamped his legs together and hurried away.

His heart began pounding. That kid didn't recognize me, did he?

How did he have to see me in such an embarrassing state? It's not even dawn yet. He shouldn't have recognized me, right?

To Ares, the entire incident was nothing more than a minor interlude.

He paid it no attention whatsoever.

He walked straight to the training room, found a huge, heavy iron bar, and began striking various parts of his body with it.

Boom!!!

Boom!!!

Boom!!!

As for what it felt like to have steel smash into his body, Ares could say that his muscles grew denser with every blow.

A peerless famous sword could only be forged through a thousand trials!

He had long since grown accustomed to the pain, even becoming "addicted" to it.

His long-term persistence had gradually made him dependent on it, even giving him a certain twisted pleasure!

If he went a day without training, his entire body would feel uncomfortable.