"Oh? What's unusual?" Luo Heng asked curiously, wanting to hear what different opinions this cold swordsman could offer.
"This knife carries an ominous aura. Wearing it for a long time will have a bad effect on the owner's health. I suggest you change it." Hawkeye said in a deep voice.
As the world's greatest swordsman, Hawkeye used his own strength to transform his supreme sword into a black sword, making it the most powerful cold weapon in the world.
It can be said that no one in this world can match his understanding of knives.
After Luo Heng came in and spoke only a few words, he keenly discovered the difference between Luo Heng's Anubis and other weapons.
Luo Heng didn't expect that this always arrogant swordsman would show kindness to him. Even if it was just because of a knife, it was extremely rare and precious.
"I appreciate your kindness. This knife fits me very well and I have no plans to replace it for the time being." Luo Heng said with a smile.
"Although I can't remember the origin and name of this sword, judging by its quality, it must be stronger than the Great Blade Twenty-One Work."
"Anyone who can wield this kind of sword must have extraordinary swordsmanship. I really want to see it for myself." Hawkeye said to Luo Heng seriously.
Luo Heng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this. He was indeed the number one swordsman. He was simply a sword maniac. Whenever he saw any swordsman with some strength, he would want to fight with him.
However, Luo Heng's purpose of this trip was not to compete with him in sword fighting.
This guy has strength comparable to the Four Emperors. If we get entangled with him, the war at Marineford will get out of control.
"I'm afraid it won't work this time. Our opponent is Whitebeard, so we must take it seriously. If there's a chance in the future, I'd also like to spar with you." Luo Heng politely refused.
Rather than satisfying the curiosity of a sword fanatic, he felt that business was more important.
After hearing what Luo Heng said, Hawkeye stopped talking and returned to his aloof state.
"Does the maintenance method you mentioned require some kind of medicinal herbs or some newly invented machine?" Brother Ming, whose mind was full of big business, approached Luo Heng with a smile again and asked shamelessly.
Luo Heng glanced at the other person and now felt very regretful. Why did he tease this guy by talking about special maintenance methods before?
"This is a trade secret." Luo Heng replied with a forced smile.
"If we have a chance to cooperate, can we include this as well?" Doflamingo asked persistently.
"It's not impossible." Luo Heng said ambiguously.
Seeing that Luo Heng refused to reveal a single word, Doflamingo could only put his thoughts aside and sat back in his original seat somewhat awkwardly.
Hawkeye and Kuma are both quiet, and Moriah's mind is now full of how to deal with the World Government after the war.
Doflamingo had no interest in talking to anyone other than Luo Heng, and the reception room fell into an eerie silence.
This depressing atmosphere made Luo Heng feel a little uncomfortable, so he stood up and walked out without saying a word, wanting to get some fresh air outside.
"Da da da da da!" After walking out of the yard specially used to entertain them.
On the streets of Marinford, teams of elite naval soldiers with solemn expressions lined up in neat formations and trotted past from time to time.
Even when he saw the world-famous pirates like the Seven Warlords of the Sea, his expression only changed slightly without any other action, showing very good military discipline.
"Hurry up, transport those trucks of artillery shells to the No. 26 fortress gun position. Make sure there is enough ammunition." A major shouted to the soldiers with an anxious look on his face.
"Troops that just arrived from the G8 branch, follow me quickly to confirm your defense zone." A soldier was hurriedly leading the elites from other branches who had just arrived at the Navy Headquarters to confirm their positions.
"Everyone, brace yourself! They're just a bunch of pirates. There's nothing to be afraid of. Our navy is the most powerful in the world."
"As long as you have made contributions in this war, everyone can be promoted and get a raise." A general was giving a pre-war mobilization to some troops with low morale.
The entire island was filled with a tense atmosphere. After all, they were about to face the most powerful force besides the navy.
Luo Heng discovered that two officers had been following him closely not far away, obviously monitoring him.
But he didn't care and just wandered around on his own.
He walked all the way to a high ground with a wide view overlooking the sea, then stopped, silently lit a cigar, and reviewed the many details of the Battle of Marineford in the comics.
He is now worried about which link to take action tomorrow to gain the greatest benefit in this war.
Acting too early or too late would make his efforts in vain, and he might even become the enemy of both forces.
"Cough cough." Whether intentionally or unintentionally, one of the navy men who was monitoring him coughed twice, waking up Luo Heng who was lost in thought.
Taking out the slightly old-fashioned pocket watch from his arms, Luo Heng realized that he had been standing here for several hours. The time was now two o'clock in the morning, and there were still ten hours before Ace was executed. He had to go back and rest for a while.
Luo Heng ignored the two people who were monitoring him and walked straight back.
"Krok-kun!" Just as he was about to arrive at the temporary residence of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Luo Heng suddenly heard a surprised voice.
Luo Heng looked closely and found that it was the empress.
"Mr. Crook, did you get the news and come here to pick me up?" Hancock asked shyly.
"Hancock, I am..." Luo Heng hurriedly prepared to explain this inexplicable misunderstanding, but he was interrupted by the other party as soon as he opened his mouth.
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