Night fell, and darkness shrouded the sky as starlight flickered faintly.
Ettol Sea.
G-5 Branch, on the warship of Unit 03, inside the commander's office.
Frank had just shut the door and turned to leave.
Before long, a Spatial Gate silently opened. Sephiroth, dressed in a black suit and holding the Butcher Blade, stepped out from within.
With a soft snap of his fingers, the Bat Clone instantly split into a swarm of Black Bats that surged into his body, returning the remaining unspent life energy to him.
Only a single Crimson Bat remained in midair, continuously flapping its wings.
Behind the desk, a white cape and two long blades lay on the office chair.
Sephiroth controlled the Crimson Bat and had it return to an iron cage in the room.
Besides that, another Crimson Bat was also kept in that cage as an emergency backup, just in case.
Next, Sephiroth hung the white Justice cape from the office chair on a coat rack. Then, he swung the Butcher Blade through the air, opening his Personal Space, and tossed in the two long blades modeled after the Butcher Blade and Netherflame.
Because this was the New World, pirates appeared frequently on the seas, and this warship often encountered them.
To save himself the trouble of constantly going back and forth, and to cover the flaw of his clone not carrying two blades, Sephiroth had personally forged four long blades.
Since they only imitated the appearance, and each blade had taken only around ten days to forge, even though he had used top-grade forging materials, the four long blades merely belonged to the Grade Blade category. They did not even meet the standard for Skillful Grade Blades!
In Kozaburo's words, only one word could describe it... "Wasteful!"
Actually, if Sephiroth had