I Promised to Win with Roger… But I Was Just a Kid

When Roger and others returned to the Waters 7 City with the treasure tree Adam, they quietly entered the Waters 7 City from the hidden port left by Tom and went directly into Tom's workshop. The huge tree trunk almost occupied the entire workshop.

Tom rushed over as soon as he received the news. When he saw the intact precious Adam tree that exuded an ancient atmosphere, he was stunned.

Roger laughed. "Not bad, Tom."

Tom's eyes suddenly widened, flashing with a fiery light, and he ignored Roger.

He walked forward quickly, carefully stroking the rough yet tough texture of Adam tree, and put his face against Adam tree "Who is the strongest baby?"

Tom rubs his face

"Who is the strongest Wood?"

*stroke stroke*

"Uncle Tom, stop wiping it. It's bleeding."

Rhett couldn't bear it any longer.

The corners of Tom's mouth began to twitch uncontrollably, and then slowly rose upwards, forming an incomparably brilliant smile.

His body trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing the unspeakable excitement in his heart.

It was no wonder that Tom was excited. The precious Adam tree was a natural treasure for shipbuilding. No shipbuilder could refuse it.

Suddenly, Tom seemed to remember something. He raised his head and looked at Roger and the others, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

"You...you really did it!" Tom's voice was a little choked, but more of it was excitement and joy. "This is the real treasure Adam tree! With it, I can build the strongest ship!"

"Uncle Tom, your reaction time is too long." Rhett curled his lips.

Uncle Tom didn't listen to what Rhett said. He turned back and looked at the precious Adam tree lovingly.

At this moment, there seemed to be stars twinkling in Tom's eyes, and a happy expression appeared at the corners of his mouth. One could even see a trace of crystal tears sliding down from the corner of his mouth.

Roger couldn't help laughing when he saw Tom's excitement. "Uncle Tom, you look happier than us."

"Haha, of course I'm happy!" Tom wiped the corners of his mouth, turned around, and his face was filled with a proud smile. "This is the greatest moment in my shipbuilding career! Thanks to you, I have the opportunity to build such a legendary ship with my own hands!"

Rayleigh pushed up his glasses, smiled, and said, "Then we can look forward to the birth of the ship."

Tom nodded vigorously, grabbed Rayleigh Gaban, Roger and Rhett "all of you, go."

None of the four people resisted, their small eyes were filled with confusion.

Tom turned around and said, "Come back in half a year to pick up the boat."

Tom doesn't even give people a chance to refuse.

*Bang* the door closed.

Rhett looked at Captain Roger, Roger looked at Vice Captain Rayleigh, Rayleigh looked at Gaban, Gaban looked back at Rhett,

"What should we do now?"

Roger, Rayleigh and Gaban looked at Rhett at the same time.

Rhett :?????

Gaban cleared his throat "Little Rhett, don't you think you are too weak now?"

Rhett has a bad feeling.

Roger laughed "There's still half a year left, Rhett, let's do special training."

"Next you will learn the Navy six styles, the use of the heavy sword, the development of the fruit ability and further training of the three-color Haki." Rayleigh said the most indifferent words in the calmest state.

Rhett was devastated.

As Rhett experienced his joyful exercise,

What are the Five Elders doing???

Of course it's a small meeting.

The Five Elder Stars sat around the void throne, the atmosphere was as heavy as iron as the candlelight flickered.

"Adam tree is lost, CP0 is annihilated, but we don't even see the shadow of the enemy?"

The old man holding the sword had white knuckles.

"The people sent out to investigate found that there were only sea kings around." Financial Elder, "Should we announce to the public that we were robbed by fish?"

"Block the news." The blond old man made the decision, "Treat it as an 'unusual maritime disaster'."

The transport ship was changed to "encountered an underwater volcanic eruption". It was an accident. Our ship had been hijacked. This is a shame. We have stepped up efforts to search, but this matter cannot be spread out. The majesty of the world government cannot be violated.

The Finance elder said, "It seems that we have been slack over the years. We should suppress this matter and kill all those who know about it."

The Five Elders were really angry. There was no way they could find anyone. A bunch of rubbish couldn't even send a message before they died.

Rhett: If I let you send it out, I'm not going to be able to continue my career.

"Second" x4

Three months have passed in a flash.

Let's go back to Rhett.

Rhett was lying on the roof, swinging his legs idly, playing with a rough wooden sword in his hand - it was the one Rayleigh had casually cut for him two days ago.

"Alas, this thing is so light and I don't feel anything at all..." He curled his lips, swung his hand casually, and the wooden sword broke into two pieces with a "crack".

In recent days, my power has increased significantly, and I can't control my power.

Gaban was cleaning his axe in the yard, and he sneered when he saw this "Kid, that's not how you play with swords."

"I didn't mean to do that!" Rhett exploded. "This wood is too brittle!"

Rayleigh came out of the house with a sea chart in his hand "There is an island near the Waters 7 City. It is said that a very powerful blacksmith lives in seclusion there."

Rhett suddenly sat up straight, his red eyes slightly shining "Blacksmith... will it be a very powerful sword?"

Gaban raised an eyebrow, "Why? The little devil is interested in swords?"

Rhett clenched his fists, his eyes rarely serious "I want a real sword! Not a toy, not a stick, a sword that can cut through the waves!"

Roger laughed, jumped down from the mast, and patted Rhett on the back "You have ambition! Then let's go to the island and take a look!"

Roger and his crew borrowed a boat from the shipyard and set off.

At night, Rhett lay on the deck and looked at the starry sky.

The waves gently hit the hull, making a rhythmic sound.

Rhett was on the deck, looking at the stars.

"Can't sleep?" Rayleigh came over and sat down next to him.

Rhett turned over and said sullenly, "Brother Rayleigh, what kind of sword is worthy of the future 'Emperor in the Mist'?"

Rayleigh chuckled, "It's not the sword that matters, it's the man holding it that matters."

Rhett curled his lips "That's too old-fashioned. You're not going to lecture me on this, are you?"

"But this is the truth." Rayleigh looked towards the distant sea level, "The black swords of those great swordsmen, in addition to the high quality of the swords themselves, are all nurtured by their own armament color to become black swords. A good sword will only make you more powerful in battle, but it will have the same effect on your swordsmanship as an ordinary sword. To put it bluntly, it's just a pile of iron."

Rhett was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "What if... the sword I found is very heavy and very big, and I can't lift it?"

Rayleigh pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the moonlight. "Then get stronger until you can lift it. You want to play with the heavy sword, don't be afraid of it. Practice until you can lift it."

The next morning, the ship docked.

As the four of them stepped onto the dock, they heard a commotion coming from the tavern.

"Have you heard? The old blacksmith's 'final work' is finally completed!"