Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

After a long silence, the flying squirrel let out a long breath.

He looked at Darren's back standing in front of the French window again, and seemed to see the soul carried in the body of this navy "scum" in the mouth of the people.

An unruly and ever-moving soul.

Yes, it is because he is such a man.

He will be... and the person he is willing to follow for the rest of his life.

"Those two guys have made great progress recently."

Darren suddenly changed the subject.

His eyes moved to the distant school field.

The school field under the setting sun, the yellow sand was dancing.

In addition to the 321st naval soldiers who were doing daily training, there were two figures that were particularly eye-catching.

One stood on the left side of the training ground, holding a long sword, with his cape fluttering behind him, holding his breath and concentrating, swinging the sword continuously.

The golden sword was as wild as the wind, sweeping out dazzling light and shadows.

With Darren's eyesight, he could clearly see that with the frenzy of the golden sword, countless sparks kept colliding and deriving on the edge of the blade.

That was a bullet.

It turned out that Gion was relying on his own swordsmanship practice to accurately cut the bullets shot from dozens of meters away in half one by one!

On the other side of the training ground, Kaji, with a flushed face, was gritting his teeth and dragging a small abandoned warship forward with great difficulty.

His muscles were tense and bulging, veins were exposed and almost bursting, and he was still muttering:

"I'm not a thin dog! I'm not a thin dog!!"

Flying Squirrel looked over along Darren's line of sight and laughed:

"They have been tortured by you and have become traumatized. They keep talking about wanting to become stronger..."

"They have indeed become much stronger, but they haven't realized this fact yet."

While speaking, he glanced at Darren and added in his mind.

'After all, you are the one practicing with them. ’

Darren smiled and said:

“Forget about Gion, she has always been a good student in the eyes of the old man in the Warring States Period.”

“What I didn’t expect was that Kaji, a seemingly unreliable guy, actually had such tenacity.”

The flying squirrel agreed deeply:

“Major Kaji… has extraordinary skills.”

“After the special training every day, he would practice various projects on his own, and the training volume was seriously exceeded;”

“He was obviously the most severely ‘challenged’ by you during the special training, dragging a body of injuries, but he was always able to appear on the training ground full of energy and vitality the next day;”

“Even after being ravaged by you dozens or hundreds of times, he never got discouraged. No matter what happened, he had the courage to fight again and again. I have to admit that he is indeed admirable.”

“Well… it’s just that his focus is always strange.”

“Strange?” Darren raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the flying squirrel with some curiosity.

The flying squirrel showed a helpless smile:

"Recently, there have been a lot of opinions in the branch, saying that Major Kaji appears in the female soldiers' dormitory too often."

Darren: ...

You are really worthy of it, Kaji.

In fact, there is another thing that the flying squirrel did not dare to say, that is, Kaji often went to various aristocratic parties in the name of "caring for the people", and finally came back in disgrace, but he still enjoyed it.

Darren shook his head and asked:

"How is that kid Dov doing recently?"

The flying squirrel's face became solemn, and he said in a deep voice:

"It's progressing very quickly. In just half a month, he has taken over 30% of the mafia's territory and underground business in the North Sea. The size of the Don Quixote family has also surpassed the previous one, reaching a scale of nearly 2,000 people."

"Doflamingo is indeed very capable. He strongly suppresses the rebellious troublemakers, intimidates them with the bloodiest means, shows mercy to those who kneel and surrender, and constantly gathers his subordinates... At the same time, he restrains his subordinates and tries to avoid causing harm to civilians as much as possible."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that he is just a 12-year-old kid."

"And... his methods always remind me of another person."

When he said the last sentence, his tone was extremely complicated.

"Who?"

"You."

Darren suddenly laughed:

"So, I did not make the wrong choice of him as my godson."

He shook his head and said:

"But there should be a 'but' after your words, right?"

The flying squirrel was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly:

"... I really can't hide anything from you."

Darren took a sip of whiskey from his glass,

"Tell me about it, after all, this is the North Sea, and the underground world in this sea area is a tough nut to crack."

The flying squirrel said slowly:

"Yes, although the Don Quixote family's expansion momentum is very rapid, it is precisely because Doflamingo's rise is too rapid and too dazzling that the mafia forces entrenched in other territories in the North Sea have become vigilant."

"Under common pressure, they have torn up the agreement with our navy, constantly recruiting troops, frantically staging territorial disputes and bloodshed, trying to expand their own power to fight against the rise of the Don Quixote family."

Darren narrowed his eyes:

"I thought they would be more competitive."

Seeing his micro-expression, the flying squirrel's heart suddenly tightened.

He knew someone was going to be unlucky.

"What do you mean?"

The navy colonel sneered:

"If they can put aside their prejudices and unite to fight against the Don Quixote family, I will not interfere in this underground world's power struggle."

"After all, they gave me enough respect."

"The rules of the game are fair... The Don Quixote family broke the rules of the North Sea, and I killed all of his thousands of men as a punishment."

"If he wants to become the overlord of the North Sea's underground world, he must start from scratch, and I won't give him any help."

"He must prove his ability."

"Don Quixote family VS the entire North Sea's underground forces, this is my idea."

"If he fails and can't even take over the North Sea, it proves that he is just this level."

"But what I didn't expect is... the underground forces in the North Sea are too disappointing."

"They dared to tear up the agreement, break my rules, attack civilians, and plunder the territory in chaos."

Darren narrowed his eyes even deeper.

"...I am very unhappy."

The flying squirrel took a deep breath.

"When do we leave?"

He didn't ask too many details and reasons.

Because it's not important.

Because in the North Sea, no one can disobey Rogers Darren's rules.

As for the so-called fair game?

There has never been a so-called truly "fair" game in the world.

The dealer will also come out in person.

It just means that the game will end in an instant.

After all,

In the North Sea...the so-called underground world is just a matter of Darren's words.

"Let's go now...give my lovely godson a small gift."

Darren pulled the military uniform off the hanger and put it on neatly.

"After all...I don't have much time left in the North Sea."

The flying squirrel was startled,

"Have you...reached the bottleneck?"

He roughly knew Darren's special talent, and he also knew that the latter was trying to improve his physical limits through various hellish training.

Darren nodded and admitted:

"Yes, I need a stronger opponent... It's meaningless to stay in the North Sea. The Grand Line is the most exciting stage in this sea."

The officer training camp of the Navy Headquarters!

There, he will compete with the elite navies from all over the world, inherit the admiral's legacy, master the superhuman skills of the Navy Six Styles... and the most powerful ability in this sea.

—— Domineering!

As he spoke, Darren had already tied a black tie.

He put on a large, white navy cloak.

With a cold expression, he said:

"Before I leave, completely unify the underground world of the North Sea!"

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