After leaving the Elite Camp, Vic went straight back to the seaside cabin. He had buried all the rare metals there before, and now he was going to officially forge the sword, so he had to bring all the materials with him.
Vic unearthed the buried metal materials and headed towards the weapons workshop with all of them. In addition to Cast Blue Gold and Nagayama Black Gold, there were seven or eight other rare metals.
"I still don't have enough special metals. If I had one more, I could definitely forge Supreme Great Grade Sword. But for now, I can only try my best and see how it goes!"
Upon arriving at the workshop, Vic found the master craftsman introduced by Andrew. This master craftsman, named Allen, was in charge of the sword forging area and was also the most skilled master craftsman. Many of the naval officers' swords were made by him.
"Master Allen, I can forge swords myself. You just need to find me a separate workbench!" Vic said to the short old man.
"That won't do! How much skill can a young person like you have? Don't waste such good talent! Let me do it!"
Allen, an old man with a wrinkled face, excitedly saw the Cast Blue Gold and Nagayama Black Gold in Vic's bag.
This is an extremely rare material, a legendary existence even in the forging world; Allen has only seen it once.
He saw it 35 years ago when he was an apprentice and someone brought him to his master to have a knife forged; he had never seen it since.
However, at that time there was no Cast Blue Gold, only Nagayama Black Gold and another special metal.
Back then, he always fantasized about when he could use such good materials to forge weapons. But he waited and waited, and still hadn't encountered it.
Just when he thought he was going to have to keep this wish as his last, it suddenly appeared. How could he possibly miss it!
"I really can forge swords! Look, this is one I forged!"
With a hint of helplessness, Vic pointed to the Blood Wither from his waist and said, "The old man is getting on in years, Vic is afraid that if he raises his voice, he'll be sent to his grave!"
But the old man kept pestering him, refusing to let him come himself. Vic could see the burning light in Allen's eyes, which might be the kind of persistence a craftsman has, always wanting to leave something behind to be passed down in his lifetime.
Allen looked at the Blood Wither on Vic's waist and remembered that this was the knife he had reviewed back then. He had praised the forger of this knife highly, thinking it was a very old master craftsman. He never expected it to be this young man in front of him.
"It's you? Impossible, absolutely impossible! Without thirty years of forging experience, there's absolutely no way you could forge such a high-quality knife using such simple materials. You're kidding me, aren't you?"
Allen stared at Vic in shock, finding it hard to believe.
If this knife was truly forged by this young man, then what is he? What are his decades of skill worth? Has he lived in vain?
He felt that at his advanced age, he was no match for such a young man. He wanted to jump into the furnace in front of him and burn his remaining body. What was the point of living?
"I really typed this. If you don't believe me, I'll type it right now and show you!"
Vic really couldn't handle the old man; he couldn't hit him or yell at him.
"Alright, you can only use these precious materials in small quantities!"
"With Nagayama Black Gold here, there won't be any waste of materials, don't worry!"
Vic was speechless. These are all my things, you're meddling way too much!
"That's true!"
A month slipped by quietly as Vic forged Vic weapons, producing four: three knives and one sword.
One of the swords and the other were attempts at crafting, but they still reached the level of Great Grade Sword, given that the materials used were anything but ordinary.
When Vic forged his first knife, old man Allen had already put his jaw down, leaving a big dent. He was too lazy to lift it up anyway, since it would just fall off again later.
The old man stared intently as Vic forged the blacksmith, the legendary techniques flowing effortlessly from Vic's hands, his control flawless.
He believed it; he believed that such geniuses truly existed in this world. His worldview shattered, and he wanted to slink away from the scene.
Finally, Vic pulled Allen back, saying he could help out on the sidelines, Allen readily agreed, his eyes lighting up again.
Vic eventually forged his own two knives, using more materials and of much higher quality than the other two weapons.
As the blade was completed, two whirlwinds emerged from its body and swept across the entire forging workshop. Everyone inside shivered from the wind, almost dropping their heavy iron hammers, and felt a chill run down their spines!
"Alas, what a pity! Just a little short! Two Supreme Great Grade Sword! How could it be so close!" The old man pounded his chest and stamped his feet, his face full of regret.
"There's nothing to regret. I was mentally prepared before I came, so this was within my expectations. There will be other opportunities in the future!"
Vic gripped the hilt of the Great Grade Sword, turning it over from side to side, a smile playing on his lips, clearly showing his satisfaction with both swords.
Vic was indeed very satisfied. The moment the sword was completed, he felt its power. It was already at the level of Shusui, Great Grade Sword. As long as he spent more time nurturing it with Haki, it would eventually become a sword no weaker than Black Blade Shusui that could Dragon Slayer.
"You have a chance, but what about me, old man? How much longer can I live? I'm just a little unwilling!" The old man was still very disappointed.
"How about I name one of the knives after you?" Vic looked at old Allen with a smile.
"Real!!!"
The old man trembled slightly upon hearing Vic's words, and his eyes welled up with tears.
This is an unparalleled honor. Gold like Nagayama Black Gold and Cast Blue Gold are named after people and can be passed down for hundreds of years.
As long as this sword is not destroyed, it can be passed down through generations. If it encounters a powerful master, it could be elevated to a divine status, just like the National Treasure of Wano Country, the Black Blade Shusui.
"Of course, do you agree? This is your only chance!" Vic looked at old Allen with a smile.
"Of course... I agree! Let's name this one with the white beast gauntlets Allen!" Allen was excited, his face flushed, as if he had done something indescribable.
"Alright, this one will be called Allen, and the other one will still be called Blood Wither, in memory of its predecessor. Let's decide on that!" Vic made the final decision, and the two knives now had their own names.
"Old man Allen, just wait until this knife becomes famous throughout the world. You'd better read the newspapers often, hahaha!" Vic laughed heartily, then left the workshop with all the weapons.
With two knives tucked into his waistband, Vic walked contentedly back to the seaside, carrying another knife and Vic on his back.
The sword was prepared for Rebecca. Rebecca was already used to her old longsword, so the blade length and width of this sword were exactly the same as the previous one, and the whole thing was the same.
But once you draw the blade, you can see the difference. The blade is blue, which is Rebecca's favorite color, though it doesn't have the same bright and deep beauty as Cast Blue Gold.
Vic's two knives are identical in design, resembling the shape of a Tang dynasty horizontal sword. The blade is straight without any curve, and the edge features a flame-patterned finish. The guard and hilt are shaped like a dragon, with the guard resembling a dragon's head biting the blade in its mouth, and the hilt resembling a dragon's tail.
The two swords are made of two dragons of different colors, one white and one black. The sword with the white dragon is called Allen, and the sword with the black dragon is called Blood Wither.
Vic was very satisfied with the two knives; they perfectly matched his aesthetic sense and his philosophy. From now on, this would be the standard design, and the knives would reach the pinnacle of the Great Grade Sword.
Covered in Haki, it is immune to any weapon. Even if Kaido were to strike again, it wouldn't matter; at most, the back of the blade would hit its chest before it flew away.
That's something only people with weak arms would do. If it were Vic, he would fly out while holding his knife in a defensive posture, which would provide much more cushioning.
You can use Geppo to slow down after flying out, so it doesn't do much damage. The only damage is from the Haki attached to the spiked club.
After arriving in the forest, Vic sensed two figures on the beach using his Observation Haki. Rebecca and Wendy were training, with Rebecca mainly training Wendy's Observation Haki.
A smile appeared on Vic's lips. He hadn't been back here for a month, nor had he seen Rebecca and Wendy. He had told them he was going into seclusion, so they hadn't bothered him.
He was very busy, working as a blacksmith during the day and practicing his control over Haki and Ryuo at night; he was never idle.
However, Vic has also made great progress; he can now use the Ryuo skill at any time without the instability of sometimes working and sometimes not.