Sakazuki shook his head, driving those thoughts from his mind.
It was still too early. Everything had only just begun.
Then he remembered the gift he wanted to give Carol.
He turned and walked toward the bookshelf.
He took down a long blade wrapped in red cloth.
He handed it to Carol.
Sakazuki chuckled.
"This is a gift for you."
Carol accepted the blade wrapped in red cloth.
He gently ran a hand over it.
A little surprised, he said:
"What a sharp aura."
"The owner of this blade..."
"Was he a master swordsman?"
Sakazuki smiled.
"Not just a master swordsman, but a top-tier wielder of Conqueror's Haki."
Something occurred to Carol, and his eyes widened.
"Could it be?!"
Sakazuki said:
"Open it and see."
Carol eagerly pulled away the red cloth.
A flash of admiration crossed his eyes.
"One of the Twenty-One Great Grade Swords."
"Golden Lion's blade."
"Sakura Ten."
Rather than a saber, it was more accurately a sword.
It was a double-edged longsword, honed by Golden Lion's years of care and battle.
Even with no one wielding it, it radiated a keen aura where it lay.
Carol drew the longsword from its sheath.
He gave it a casual flourish, barely using any strength.
A whistle cut through the air, and faint blades of air shot out, striking the surrounding furniture.
This also indirectly demonstrated both the sword's sharpness and Golden Lion's rotten luck.
A top-tier wielder of Conqueror's Haki, a powerhouse who could split the sea with a single slash.
Golden Lion was the very picture of high offense and low defense.
At the Sgrily Naval Battle, he had brought Frank and Whitebeard along-one weak, the other crippled-to face three Marine juggernauts.
Conqueror's Haki was no use, and his Sword Aura could not breach their defenses.
He