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The Unicorn Pirates? Sounds like a good name.

The commander of the Northern Army of the Dawn Revolutionary Army, Sirle Qiao, looked calmly at the morning mist that gradually dissipated with the rising sun on the sea, and seemed to be muttering to himself.

The deputy commander Zakun came up next to him, bowed slightly and said, Commander, I just received internal news that the fish has left the school, and we can go to the target location and wait first.

That would save us a lot of time.

Commander Sille's thoughts have drifted back to the Grand Duchy of Shayash, The Winter Revolutionary Army has local advantages and is still growing. This time we can no longer passively develop.

What do you mean? asked Deputy Commander Zakuun.

Searle frowned and pondered for a moment, then said indifferently, Choose some villages where capable people have appeared, and let that celestial prisoner lead the action. Be sure to get fresh blood before the Winter Revolutionary Army.

Having said this, he paused, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, The Winter Revolutionary Army wants soldiers who return to their hearts. We only need iron-blooded soldiers. This is the cornerstone of overturning the rule of heaven and man.

Yes! I'll make arrangements right away. Deputy Commander Zakun bowed in response.

But Zakun did not leave immediately.

After thinking about it, he still asked, In today's action, should we absorb some people who are willing to surrender, there should be many capable people on the target ship.

Hearing Zakun's words, Commander Searle shook his head without hesitation, It's unnecessary, kill them all. This is a condition for the high-level officials of Wano to maintain trade relations with us for a long time.

That's a pity. Zakun sighed.

Nemuro Strait

The early morning sun sheds a layer of New Year's gold on the surface of the North Sea.

A warship pulled a huge white wave across the sparkling sea, and the helicopter of the NHK TV station overhead was circling back and forth like seabirds, performing a synchronous live broadcast of the morning news.

Happy New Year to the viewers in front of the TV! I'm Makoto Funado, an outdoor reporter from NHK. You can look at the place under my feet, the boundless blue sea. That's right, I'm currently in the Nemuro Strait in Hokkaido. It was a live broadcast of Team Leader Tokugawa's inspection of the waters around Hokkaido.

Can the cameraman zoom in on us? Hey! That's it! We can see Captain Tokugawa standing on the bow deck and waving to us. Let's also come and work hard on the first day of the new year. Let's say hi to the crew of the ship.

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East side of the peninsula.

Shari County, Koshimizu Town.

Higashino Yukino, who went out to pay New Year's greetings in the village early in the morning, came home happily with a pile of red envelopes, and sat with Nishimaru Miri in the kotatsu in the living room while watching TV and counting the money.

Wait a minute, can you say that these are all for you? Suddenly, Xiaodou Ding Dongye Yukino rolled his eyes, turned his head and said to Nishimaru Miri who was sitting by the kotatsu.

Ah? But these are yours. Nishimaru Miri said quickly.

No no no! I mean it's yours for the time being, and secretly return it to me later. Dongye Yukino pouted angrily with a small round face, Humph! Mom and Dad confiscate my red envelopes every New Year's Eve. .

What about you, will your father confiscate it? She asked Nishimaru Miri again.

Nishimaru Miri was stunned for a moment, and hesitantly said, Probably... not.

Tokugawa Lihu was very kind to her, and it didn't look like he would confiscate her red envelope.

As for the former Nishimaru Shunsuke, Nishimaru Miri has never received New Year's money in just a few short years since he was born, and of course there is no confiscation.

Oh, I really envy you.

The unknown Xiaodouding held his chin and sighed. When he turned his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, Hey look! It's Team Leader Tokugawa! Your father is on TV.

Nishimaru Miri turned her head and glanced at it, only to see a familiar man with a tall figure and a dignified and resolute face on the TV standing on the deck of the bow and waving at the camera.

The scene was quickly broadcast through NHK's TV signal to home TVs across the country who gathered to watch TV on the first day of the new year across the country.

The soldiers guard the border, and the people live in peace.

Tokugawa Lihu's aura like a tiger entrenched on the bow of the boat, and just looking at it, without saying a word, gives people a very reassuring feeling.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhou Ducheng, an outdoor reporter in the live broadcast, suddenly became suspicious, and his tone became more and more surprised as the camera drew closer.

Eh? What's over there? Wait! Oh! There's also behind! There's a few more ships over there.

In the picture, I saw the offshore waters of the Nemuro Strait. A dozen black and stern light warships were like ghosts crawling out of the deep sea hell, silently rushing over from all directions to search for the place where the Tokugawa Kurito was located. The battleships were surrounded in the middle.

So a peaceful and peaceful first day of the new year.

Countless Wano TV money people looked at the black unicorn warships on the screen and the unicorn skull flag flying on the standing ship.

They quickly realized what was going on.

It's the pirates!

But wait!

How could a pirate group appear in the Nemuro Strait?

This is the Shari coastal waters of Hokkaido. There are naval defenses in the north. How did they get around?

More importantly, don't these pirates know that the warship is riding the colorful tiger that has been in New Tokyo and moved to the North Sea for many years?

Shocked, bewildered.

All kinds of different emotions flooded everyone's mind.

At the same time, Shari Port.

Higashinohara just arrived by shuttle bus.

According to the location that Tokugawa Lihu said on the phone, he found a middle-aged man at the logistics office of the port. The other party took him in very politely, took out a black rectangular package and placed it on the table.

Excuse me. Higashinohara asked.

I don't know, Team Leader Tokugawa didn't say anything. The man shook his head, apologized after saying that, and went out to do other things.

After Higashinohara waited for the other party to leave, his eyes fell on the long black package again. He walked up curiously and opened the package with the blade next to it.

After dismantling it, he realized that there was actually a bronze sword box in front of him. He had seen some precious ancient swords in the weapons store in New Tokyo, and they would be kept in such a box.

Is it a samurai sword?

Higashinohara buttoned the hidden button on the sword box.

In an instant, there was a rustling sound of gears opening and closing, and then he gently opened the sword box, but a cold and sharp aura suddenly enveloped the small room.

Higashinohara's heart froze slightly.

He looked down, and what jumped into view was an ancient black-gold double-edged sword with a strange shape and dense patterns. It was a bit like the cutting sword of the western sword in the previous life, but it was more light and agile in appearance, and the handle looked like sycamore wood. Made with mithril-handled rolls wrapped around in circles.

Lifelike phoenix wings are stretched on the blade, the blade has two blades on the left and right, and the lines on the edge of the blade are like a beautiful craft relief.

However, the ray of clear light that came in from the window fell on the knife, but it gurgled and rolled down like a clear spring in a mountain stream, silently indicating that this was not a flashy handicraft.

It is a terrifying weapon that kills and kills.

Higashinohara noticed that there were still a few lines engraved in the sword box, and leaned slightly to look intently.

In the year 781 of the Tianyuan calendar, the famous Kyoto craftsman, Kitchen Gate, smelted the meteorite iron of heaven and man and forged the twelve masters of the Supreme Great Knife in Kyoto. This knife was combined into one sword and divided into two blades. blade

Higashinohara silently read the words on the sword box.

He gently stroked the blade with his right hand and felt the cold texture of the meteorite. When his index finger slid to the blade that stretched the wings of the fire phoenix, it gently pressed against the machine below.

Click!

Without warning, the double-edged ancient knife in the sword box suddenly split into two from the middle, turning into two knives.

Tonohara couldn't help but squinted slightly.

In the small room where he was alone, it suddenly fell into an inexplicable silence.

Ask for a ticket!