Chapter 6: The Magician's Academy

                                    

                                          
Zoro grunt as he realised the crew had left him alone at the ship. He angrily sat down leaning his back on the ship's railing. "Tch, can't believe they left me here.. at least alarm me.. bastards.."
After few minutes, he stood up from his place then jump off the ship. He noticed that there are some eyes watching him from behind. Zoro shot a glare but he saw no one. He hummed in suspicion before walk off towards to the town.
It was lively and there's kids running around with wand in their hands. The wand made a illusion of trail before it making the kids giggles in amazement.
Zoro hummed happy a little at the kids having fun. He walk towards a shop, A weapon shop. When he enter it the door bell rang, then beside the entrance door there was an greyish owl wearing a round eyeglasses.
"Hoo Hoo! Master! Master! there is a swordman human hybrid moss entered! Hoo! Hoo! Should we kick him out? Hoo!"
Zoro eyes twitched at the nickname the owl gave him.
"Swordman human hybrid moss!? That is more worse than that swirl brows nicknames!!"
He rolled his eyes at the owl before hit it's head with the holder of his katana.
"Don't call me that, damn Bird! Stupid bird.." he grumbles.
A old man around 70 years old emerge from a pile of books behind the counter. It was a mess of books and wands.
"Cahaha, my apologies Mr Swordsman. My pet is quite nosy. Please forgive him."
"Hm, it's ok I guess."
He look around as he slid his katana back into his belly warmer.
"So what is this weapon shop has to offer?"
"Oh dear, you must be a traveller! This weapon shop is for every magicians and the royal soldiers! I mostly got customers that around middle age! Are you interested in magic?"
"No. I'm a swordman."
"Yeah I can see that."
"..."
"So what brings you here then Mr?"
"Roronoa Zoro. I'm a pirate. Used to be a hunter."
"Ahh I see, you're that infamous pirate hunter back in east blue is that true?"
"Yeah. You sure do read newspapers huh, old geezer?"
"Haha of course I do, an old timer like me always curious on what's happening around the world. At this age I can't go anywhere without getting back pain! Hahah!"
"Hmm, I see."
"So anything caught your interest??"
"Hmm, not yet. I'll walk around first then decide what to buy."
"Alright then, as you wish. Go ahead Sir."
"Okay."
"Hahah you sure don't talk a lot huh?"
"... I only talk when it's needed to."
"Ah I see, alright then. Go feast your eyes, and tell me which the one that might caught your interest"
Zoro walk to the knives shelf. The knives doesn't look normal, all of them have different sizes, colour, shape and aura. Zoro eyes fell on the dark green one which have strong red colour illuminated around it.
He picked it up, then turn to the old man. "How much is this?"
"Ah the most oldest yet indestructible knives to ever exist in the magical society! The person made this knife was the most strongest Sorcerer in the kingdom 1000 years ago! They casted the knife to be unbreakable and destructive! I can guarantee you that it can be very useful in a tough time!  no one in this kingdom dared to wield it. Because it have strong magic!"