30. Shinto!

Tick-tick

Looking at the cursed sword stuck on the whetstone, Rob raised his blood-dripping right hand with calm eyes.

Then he smiled and said:

"Cursed sword? After the successful forging, the first drop of blood you drank turned out to belong to your 'father' and future 'master'! It seems your temper is quite violent!"

Just now—

When the sword was almost polished, a strong, sharp aura emanated from the blade, causing Rob, who had been working on this sword for days, to lose focus for a moment. The sword then cut his right hand, absorbing the blood that dripped onto it. Only then was the forging considered complete.

In its birth, it harmed the "father" who forged it and its future master.

This sword was undoubtedly an extremely vicious cursed sword!

Ignoring the wound on his right arm, which had already begun to heal, Rob directly grasped the Supreme Grade cursed sword.

Ding—

He pulled the cursed sword from the whetstone and carefully examined it.

He measured the sword:

The entire sword was 120 cm long, with a blade length of 97 cm, a width of 3.5 cm, a back thickness of 0.3 cm, a handle length of 23 cm, and a total weight of 10 kg!

Its size was comparable to a normal sword, but it was much heavier, indicating its density and toughness.

There was no pattern on the blade, but a faint blood-red light shone in the cold blade. Even someone who didn't understand swords could see that this sword was extraordinary.

The hilt was a Rob-style purple wood crane hilt, simple yet noble, fitting perfectly with the plain purple wood scabbard. The entire sword had the edge of a top famous sword, filled with the evil aura of a demon sword, and a high-end, low-key luxury appearance!

Simply put—

Advanced.

The whole sword exuded the elegance of a top famous sword, the malevolence of a cursed sword, and a refined, luxurious aesthetic.

This sword—

It was undoubtedly the precious sword that all swordsmen dreamed of having!

Kozaburo and Koshiro stood beside Rob, looking at the cursed sword in his hand with emotion:

"What a powerful 'child'! Have you thought of a name for it?"

While handing over the scabbard, Kozaburo asked about the sword's name.

Swish—

After twirling the sword, Rob's eyes flickered:

"Supreme Great Sword-Cursed Sword-Shinto!"

Shinto—

This was the name Rob chose for his Supreme Grade sword, a fitting name for a cursed sword. Originally, he had wanted to name it Fubuki, but given its transformation into a demon sword, he decided on a name that suited its nature.

In the world before Rob crossed over, there are legends that Shinto is King from the Underworld, some say Shinto is the Eastern Ghost Emperor among the five ghost emperors, and others claim Shinto can subdue any evil spirits. (T/N: Orginial name is Shen tu)

But no matter the legend, Rob believes the name Shinto is quite suitable for this cursed sword.

"Cursed Sword-Shinto..."

Kozaburo, savoring the name, stroked his beard and said:

"It sounds better than the name I had in mind!"

Kozaburo then took a puff from his cigarette and looked at Rob expectantly:

"How about it? Are you going to test the sword on the beach? As a swordsman and a master swordsmith, you've forged a Supreme Grade sword with your own hands. Don't you want to test its power?"

Pat—

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Rob's face was full of anticipation:

"Of course I have to try the sword!"

The moment Rob got Shinto, he already wanted to chop something up. Testing the sword was a must!

...

An hour later.

By the seaside—

Kozaburo, Koshiro, and Kuina, held by her grandfather, along with Robin with a serious and expectant expression, and Rob, now in a gorgeous outfit after a bath, with Shinto at his waist.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, after adjusting his state, Rob stood up, stepped forward, and finally stood by the sea.

Pulling Shinto from his waist, Rob looked with satisfaction at the blade shining with a strange blood-red light in the snow-white moonlight, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

Hum—

Shinto slowly exuded a demonic aura. At the same time, Rob directly channeled his large and strong Armament Haki, covering Shinto like flowing water.

Looking at Rob's back, Robin's eyes glowed with admiration, feeling that her Oni-chan was extraordinarily handsome at this moment.

As for Koshiro and Kosaburo, after seeing Rob's Armament Haki covering Shinto like flowing water, both of them were stunned for a moment before showing shock on their faces.

"Father...that is—Ryou?"

Koshiro stared at Shinto and Rob's extremely powerful Armament Haki and asked Kosaburo beside him.

Of course, Koshiro had also awakened two types of Haki by now. However, he had only mastered Armament Haki's hardening and imbuing techniques. To control Armament Haki for outward release and internal destruction like flowing water, he still lacked some proficiency.

Ryou—

In Wanokuni, it can be both an alias for Armament Haki and an alias for Advanced Armament Haki!

"It is indeed a very advanced Ryou!"

Kosaburo, coming back to his senses, said seriously:

"Rob, this boy, has many hidden abilities! What an amazing young man, a truly remarkable person has come to the sea!"

Hearing Kosaburo's confirmation, Koshiro couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. Though not young, facing Rob, a boy not yet ten, filled him with a sense of inadequacy.

His swordsmithing skills were completely inferior to Rob's; his swordsmanship was also outclassed, and now even his Haki attainments were surpassed!

"Compared to Teacher Rob, I'm like a waste!"

After sighing, a relieved expression appeared on Koshiro's face. He gave up any idea of comparing himself with Rob. Compared to such a natural monster, he realized he couldn't compete.

So—

Koshiro decided to make peace with himself.

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