Pirate: I am the Holy Lord

“Tread,” the crisp sound of footsteps sounded among the towns of an island in the North Sea where a naval base was located.

At this time, Corazon was walking leisurely on the island where the naval base was located.

“Does this little brother want to come in and sit?”

“This guest officer, my clothes here are very beautiful and cheap.”

“Come on, come on, freshly baked delicious.”

Walking on this street, Corazon saw a lively scene.

Bustling streets, enthusiastic people, it can be said that it is full of prosperity and stability.

“It seems that the people here must be living very peaceful and happy,” looking at these hard working people, looking at the lively scene in front of them.

Corazon nodded with a satisfied look of “two one three”.

With this scene in front of him, it is enough to see that the naval base run by Vice Admiral Clark is a disciplined naval base.

The naval soldiers here do not act like robbers.

Because only then will the faces of these people show happy smiles.

Because they do not have the slightest oppression, some are just efforts to fight for the future.

They don’t need to worry about the plunder of pirates.

There will be no oppression by this navy, they will only work hard and struggle for the future.

How great their future achievements will depend on how hard they are working now.

“Lord Corazon,” looking at the prosperous Torrebol in front of him, his eyes could be said to be full of greed.

In his eyes, all this is a wealth that can be plundered.

He and Corazon were thinking in a different direction, and Torrebol was thinking about where to start looting the island when the Doflamingo family plundered the island.

In Torrepol’s eyes, the island in front of them is the fat in their mouths.

An existence that they can plunder at any time.

“Did you hear everything I asked you to inquire about?” Corazon turned his head to look at Torrepol, but there was not the slightest politeness in his eyes.

“Lord Corazon, I have already inquired clearly for you about your request, where Vice Admiral Clark is located at this time at the naval base,” Torrebol took out a note with a respectful look and placed it in front of Corazon’s eyes.

At this time, his face can be said to be full of respect, without the slightest will to resist.

Corazon’s strength has been deeply reflected in his mind, and Corazon’s fear is also deeply reflected in his heart.

“I hope you do these things well, otherwise be careful with your head,” Song took the note in Torepol’s hand with a disdainful look.

He carefully looked at Clark’s itinerary for these days.

“Don’t worry, Lord Corazon, I’m disappointed,” Torebol assured Corazon with trepidation on his face.

“Vice Admiral Clark, let me see what kind of person you really are,” with a smile on his face, Corazon looked up at the naval base not far away.

You must know that in the call yesterday evening, the Marshal of the Warring States repeatedly asked him to protect Lieutenant General Clark.

What the hell is going on with all this? The words of the Marshal of the Warring States can be said to be full of seriousness.

Is it really that simple? Corazon didn’t believe it was that simple.

Was this just Doflamingo’s simple temptation of him?

“Let’s wait until the evening,” Corazon, who was walking through the lively street, looked up at the top floor of the highest position in the naval base.

Corazon’s heart can be said to be full of a trace of sadness, but also full of curiosity.

He didn’t believe it was really just Doflamingo.

“Lord Corazon, where are we going now?” With trepidation on his face, Torrebol looked at Corazon inquiringly and said.

“Let’s find a place to rest first, everything will wait until today’s evening,” Corazon glanced at Torrebol angrily, and he could be said to be full of disgust for this fart Corazon.0

But there is no way this is arranged and requested by Doflamingo.

It sounds good that Doflamingo sent Torrepol to assist Corazon, and it is ugly that Doflamingo sent to spy on Corazon.

“Lord Corazon,” Torrepol, who was walking slowly away from his eyes, quickly followed by Torrepol, who was walking slowly away from his eyes.

“You’re too slow,” Corazon shook his head disdainfully.

But there is no way, after all, at this time, he is not the time to turn his face with Doflamingo, he needs to know the secret of the Draco controlled by Doflamingo.

What is the secret that allows Draco to protect Doflamingo?

“I’m sorry, Lord Corazon,” Torrebol followed with trepidation, and he saluted Corazon respectfully.

“Don’t waste my time, quicken my pace,” shook his head dismissively, and Corazon, who slowed down, continued to walk the lively street.

“Well,” Corazon suddenly looked up at the roof not far above the street.

“Is there something there?” With a puzzled look on his face, Corazon raised his head and looked in that direction.

Because he had just felt a sense of peeping there, it was as if someone was spying on him there.

“I hope this matter is just that I overthought it,” Corazon shook his head helplessly, although he felt that something was wrong with this matter.

But in order to find out, Corazon decided to go to the room of Lieutenant General Clark today to see what was going on.

What the hell is going on with this Lieutenant General Clark?

Although according to his investigation, this Vice Admiral Clark is indeed an honest vice admiral.

But Classon always felt that there was something wrong with this.

It was as if a fog was hanging over this naval base.

Let Corazon, who was in the fog, be full of puzzlement and doubts. _

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