My Father of the Pirates Whitebeard

Chapter 34 Departure, see you in two years!

Matilda hesitated and said, "Father... what do you mean?"

Marco, who was standing aside, shook his head and said, "Let me explain what Dad means to you."

Matilda turned to look at Marco.

Marco said: "Father means that he wants you to become the captain. Although I have helped you train for several months and improved your strength a lot, it is still far from reaching the captain's level."

When he said this, Marco glanced at George next to him and said, "I think you have also seen the strength of our captains. With your current strength, you are no match at all."

Marco rubbed his hair, and continued: "Although Dad can directly make you the captain regardless of your strength, it will be difficult to convince the public."

Matilda pursed her lips: "So?"

"So you have to use these two years to prove your strength!" Marco looked at Matilda seriously.

Matilda nodded: "I see."

He raised his head, looked at the white beard, and said firmly, "Father, I will definitely not let down your painstaking efforts."

"Stinky boy, you haven't seen the danger of the sea yet, so don't die!" White Beard said solemnly.

Matilda showed a smile, glanced at Marco beside her, and said half-jokingly: "How could I be willing to die before becoming the deputy captain?"

The heavy atmosphere on the field was broken by Matilda's words, and a relaxed atmosphere was restored.

"Matilda, shall we have a party before we go?" George said with a smile.

Matilda raised her eyebrows: "That's for sure!"

Marco also booed, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't be drunk under the table."

"Cut, it's up to you?" Matilda looked at Marco disdainfully, pouted.

In terms of fighting, he admits that he is not Marco's opponent, but when it comes to drinking, he is really not afraid of anyone.

White Beard sat on the chair, smiling and watching the three of Matilda fight each other. For him, there was nothing more exciting than watching his sons.

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Day two.

Matilda packed her bags and stood on the plywood of the Moby Dick.

Marco, who was standing aside, sighed and said, "If you want to leave, you don't have to leave so soon, right?"

Matilda looked at the endless sea and smiled: "I have to leave anyway, so what if I leave late?"

Marco rubbed his head: "Really, I can't drink with you next time, George is still lying on the bed and asleep!"

"Okay, I'm leaving." Matilda waved casually to Marco beside her.

Marco took out a piece of paper from his arms and tore it in half in front of Matilda.

While tearing it up, he said, "This is a life card I made out of your hair. I keep half of it here, and keep the other half for yourself."

As he spoke, he put the other piece in Matilda's hand.

Matilda put the small piece of paper in her arms, looked at Marco, and said gratefully: "Thank you."

Marco grinned: "Don't say that, it's so nasty!"

Matilda patted Marco on the shoulder vigorously, and the two smiled one after another, everything was silent.

Matilda jumped forward, jumped off the Moby Dick, and landed on a small wooden boat. This small wooden boat was so small that it could only accommodate Matilda alone and his luggage. , One more person will not be able to sit down.

There is a flame accelerator on the boat, as long as the flame is used to make the boat move, this is specially made by Marco for him!

The wood of this wooden boat is not an ordinary material, but a high-quality sycamore wood, which has excellent wear resistance and defense.

"Goodbye!" Matilda waved her hand towards Marco. The flames ignited from the bottom of his feet. Matilda controlled it very well. The flames did not burn the small wooden boat, but only injected into the flame accelerator.

boom!
The two exhaust pipes at the tail immediately released a strong heat flow, and the small wooden boat rushed out immediately, and disappeared on the sea level in a blink of an eye.

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