One Piece: My Descendants All Become Monsters

"Big Sister!"

"Seimei!"

"Yujiro!"

Along with a low voice, a figure came striding over step by step, laughing openly. "Every night, the ones I run into are always you few."

The three of them also smiled and greeted him.

The person who came was naturally Nimaiya Ōetsu.

As someone studying forging, Nimaiya Ōetsu studied until very late every day.

The current Nimaiya Ōetsu was already ten years old. As his age increased, his body had also begun developing. Naturally, the improvement he could bring in technique and every other aspect had become even more outstanding.

"Right!" Ōetsu looked at his eldest sister and younger brothers, then suddenly said seriously, "Big Sister, originally, I was planning to look for you. Since I happened to run into you here, I don't need to go find you anymore."

"Seventh Brother," Artoria smiled slightly and asked, "What is it?"

"It's not really anything major!" Nimaiya Ōetsu said with a grin. "I did a bit of development. Big Sister, come over tomorrow. I think this weapon is very suitable for you!"

"A weapon suitable for me?" Artoria was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Alright. I'll go take a look tomorrow."

Nimaiya Ōetsu raised a thumb and said confidently, "Exactly, Big Sister! Tomorrow is when it will be completed. Don't worry, Big Sister! I can guarantee that this weapon is absolutely no worse than a Supreme Grade Blade. Although, in the short term, it still cannot truly compare to one…"

"But this is the world's first true growth-type weapon!"

Seimei and Yujiro both became interested.

A growth-type weapon?!

Although it was only five words, these five words carried even more meaning.

One had to know.

Sometimes, even though something was only a few words, the result it brought was completely different.

"Of course!" Nimaiya Ōetsu looked at Seimei and Yujiro, then raised two fingers and said confidently, "You two brats, what kind of eyes are those? Isn't it only natural that I can forge a weapon of this level?"

Seimei smiled gently and said, "Seventh Brother, of course I believe you."

"Forget it." Yujiro crossed his arms and said, "Seventh Brother, I don't use weapons. If I ever did use a weapon, I'd definitely have you make one for me."

Nimaiya Ōetsu waved his hand and said, "You can wait. Line up. You'll all need to wait for a while. After all, there are quite a few people ahead of you. Everyone knows about this matter."

"Everyone is waiting. One by one, they all look at me like I'm some brand-new merchant with goods to grab."

Looking at Nimaiya Ōetsu's confident expression, Artoria, Seimei, and Yujiro all paused.

Artoria asked curiously, "Seventh Brother, why didn't I know about this?"

Nimaiya Ōetsu said, "Big Sister, this one was made for you. And I wanted to give you a surprise."

Artoria and Seimei both smiled.

"Tch!" Yujiro said, "You two don't use weapons, so why are you making that face here?"

Artoria and Seimei, for a moment, did not know how to refute him.

Artoria's combat style was a combat style she had created herself, with Haki as the core and swordsmanship as support.

As for Yujiro?!

It was very simple. He only needed to rely on his flesh and body. For Yujiro, that was absolutely invincible. Weapons? He fundamentally did not need them.

"Big Sister!" Ōetsu waved his hand. "Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Remember to come! I'm heading back first."

After saying that, Nimaiya Ōetsu left in a very excited manner.

Artoria smiled and shook her head. "Seimei, Yujiro, we should go rest too. Although Seventh Brother said that the weapon may be very suitable for me…"

This was Artoria's personality.

She was very grateful for her younger brother's kindness.

However.

She would not be blindly excited about it. Yet this absolute trust and warmth still made every younger brother and sister admire her very much.

When a person's existence truly becomes like the sun, others will naturally gather around her.

This was, to a certain degree, Artoria's special charm.

"Big Sister, rest well."

Yujiro said carelessly, "Tomorrow, I'll go take a look too. I want to see what kind of weapon it is. Seventh Brother really makes people feel annoyed!"

The three of them then parted ways.

The second day.

Everyone arrived.

To be honest.

Ike was also very curious. What kind of weapon had Ōetsu actually forged?

One had to know!

Ōetsu's talent was Sword God. It could be said that this talent was the strongest in the world in sword forging and weapon forging. In this field, no one could compare to him.

From the age of three, he had begun studying. Up to today, only seven years had passed.

Yet Nimaiya Ōetsu had already reached an extremely high level. According to rough estimation, Nimaiya Ōetsu had already surpassed the craftsmen of Wano Country by at least thirteen years of effort.

This person's talent, ability, and aptitude were completely different.

They were not on the same level at all.

Ike suddenly thought of something and directly checked Nimaiya Ōetsu's panel. Then, he was slightly stunned and laughed.

Good grief.

This boy's talent had already improved.

The current Nimaiya Ōetsu had already become an A-rank craftsman.

Nimaiya Ōetsu's talent had risen directly from B-rank to A-rank. This was something Ike had not expected.

Ike had a lot of daily work. On top of that, he had many children. As for his bare-bones System, it also did not notify him properly. He really had not expected Ōetsu's talent to increase so sharply.

"Oh?" Ike thought to himself, "So if a child studies in a corresponding direction, their talent can be improved?"

Ike looked at his own son's aptitude and usage level, then thought briefly.

Clearly.

This talent had improved through corresponding learning.

Ike nodded inwardly and did not think too much about it. There was nothing much to think about. It was not a major issue.

No matter what, his child's improvement was naturally a good thing.

That was definitely excellent. As for whether it could improve further in the future?

Ike felt that, based on Ōetsu's talent in forging, future improvement should naturally be a matter of course, without any doubt.

"No need to think too much."

Ike shook his head and did not consider it further. He simply waited calmly.

Very soon.

As time passed.

Creak.

As the large doors slowly opened, Nimaiya Ōetsu walked out holding a box. Judging by the length of the box, the weapon inside should be a sword.

"Big Sister!"

"Older brothers, younger brothers, younger sisters."

Nimaiya Ōetsu greeted everyone one by one with a smile. Then he said, "Father…"

Ike smiled and said, "Just pretend I don't exist. No need to mind me. I only came to see what exactly was going on."

"Alright."

Nimaiya Ōetsu immediately nodded obediently, then walked to Artoria and said seriously, "Big Sister, open it and take a look. This is the weapon most suitable for you. I believe it is absolutely the most suitable weapon for you. This is a growth-type weapon I forged with all my effort. It is definitely the most unique and special weapon in the world."

"Alright."

Artoria smiled gently and opened the box before her. As the box was opened, a sword that seemed to belong to a knight appeared. However, it did not look plain. Instead, it appeared extremely gorgeous, and within that magnificence, there was also a sacred aura.

In short.

This was a holy sword that made one feel its special nature just by looking at it.

"…"

Ike quietly watched everything. Looking at this extremely familiar holy sword, for a moment, he did not know what to say.

Coincidence?

Fate?

All that could be said was that everything seemed so fitting. His eldest daughter had been named Artoria by him. And the result? The weapon his seventh son forged was exactly the same as the Sword of Promised Victory. This situation could only be described as…

Ike shook his head and said nothing. It was suitable, and that was enough. After all, given his eldest daughter's name and appearance, was there any weapon more fitting than this?

"Big Sister." Nimaiya Ōetsu said excitedly, "Try it! Try it!"

"Don't crowd!"

One by one, the little ones all leaned closer, all extremely curious about what kind of weapon it was and what effects it had. Every one of them was both curious and excited.

Ike stopped the little ones from squeezing forward and softly said, "I am also very curious whether this weapon is the same as what I expect."

Artoria gripped the holy sword.

In that instant.

This holy sword actually began madly absorbing Artoria's Armament Haki. Not only Armament Haki—Conqueror's Haki and Observation Haki were also absorbed. In short, as long as it was Haki, it absorbed it all.

Artoria was slightly stunned. Of course, she did not particularly care. She was the Red Dragon King. In terms of Haki quality, she might not yet be that high, but in terms of quantity, she was absolutely terrifying.

To put it another way!

When Luffy used Gear Fourth, it consumed a huge amount of Haki and required him to rest for half an hour.

As for Artoria?

If she used the same kind of exhaustion, she could keep fighting you for an entire day and night.

This was the pure difference in physical strength brought by bloodline.

Even between monsters, there were still gaps.

"Big Sister," Nimaiya Ōetsu said very seriously, "this holy sword has very special effects. It can absorb its owner's Haki to strengthen itself. Moreover, it should possess life. If you cannot control it, it will be extremely dangerous. If…"

As Ōetsu spoke, he fell silent. He was still explaining from his side, yet on his eldest sister's side, she had already raised the holy sword in her hand with a smile and swung it toward an empty area.

The next moment.

Countless wind blades instantly gathered together, even forming the shape of a sword before cutting down directly.

Artoria nodded. "It is quite good. I'll try the other effects."

As she spoke.

Artoria held the holy sword in both hands, injecting Haki into it. The next instant, a terrifying shockwave directly swept out, rushing straight toward the distant sea. Everything in its path was swallowed up.

Of course.

The shockwave only lasted for an instant before disappearing.

"Seventh Brother." After Artoria finished testing it, she asked, "What were you planning to say?"

"Nothing!"

"Nothing!"

Nimaiya Ōetsu shook his head awkwardly, feeling as if he wanted to cry but had no tears. He had forged the weapon himself, so he naturally understood it extremely well. But looking at his eldest sister…

Nimaiya Ōetsu said helplessly yet happily, "Big Sister, basically, all the effects it should have have already been used by you. It truly proves that this weapon is very suitable for you."

Artoria nodded. She was also very serious as she nodded. This was true.

Artoria then asked in confusion, "What is this weapon called?"

"The name…"

Hearing his eldest sister's question, Nimaiya Ōetsu scratched his head and said, "Big Sister, this sword does not have any name. I think it would be best for you to name it yourself. Or…"

Ōetsu turned his head and said, "Father?"

Nimaiya Ōetsu looked at Ike with great expectation.

Clearly.

To Nimaiya Ōetsu, this was the first special holy sword he had forged, and also his most outstanding growth-type holy sword. To him, he truly hoped his father could give an idea.

Listening to Nimaiya Ōetsu, Ike smiled lightly and nodded.

Ike looked at Artoria holding the holy sword. Although she was still very young, only eleven years old…

Yet!

Actually!

Her current appearance was already very similar to the king in his memories.

Ike shook his head and said, "Seventh Brother, can you forge Lily a set of armor and a long spear?"

"Of course, no problem." Ōetsu immediately said confidently, "Father, you can rest assured. After completing it the first time, the speed afterward will become very fast. I can definitely finish them before the end of this year."

Ike said softly, "Then this holy sword shall be called the Sword of Promised Victory."

"Sword of Promised Victory."

Everyone murmured the name Ike had given, and they could not help feeling something different.

Artoria, in particular, raised the holy sword in her hand—or rather, it should now be called the Sword of Promised Victory—and fell into silence.

A very fitting name.

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