I, Sakaski, Won't Take a Dog Easily.

"I showed my ability to Grandpa Karp, but he seemed to be moved inexplicably, and then asked me to learn some hundred cracks... He said it was to do push-ups to lay the foundation." Robin was deliberately vague, but she could I don't want the three people present to have this plan too.

"Huh... that's really Mr. Garp's style." Kuzan, who had been with Garp for the longest time, scratched his head, a little distressed.He finally knew why Sakaski came over and punched him directly. The key is that this leaked information was really his own fault.

Sakaski was silent for a moment, but decided to express some insights in his heart.He does not appreciate Karp's educational philosophy, but Sakaski will still evaluate Karp's character objectively and impartially.

"It is undeniable that Mr. Karp is a righteous and kind person, but many times, he does not know how to correctly express his love for children. I hope you don't hate him because of this." Looking at the girl worriedly, if it was because of this that her impression of the navy was worsened again, this child would be determined to become a revolutionary army in the future.

Robin shook her head gently, and she looked at Sakaski, "I know, Aunt He told me the same." She looked at the three with a pitiful look, "But I really don't want to learn Cracked fist said..."

Lieutenant General Crane. . .Without saying thank you, Sakasky suddenly thought of such an idea.Kuzan and his own words were not very subtle, and Gion's straightforward temper was not so sophisticated and smooth.

If it wasn't for Lieutenant General He who was very forward-looking in breaking up the problem, everyone's chat today would be embarrassing!

He looked at Kuzan with shy eyebrows, and asked with some doubts: "What exactly is that Hundred Split Fist? I really can't judge the practicality of this kind of boxing without sufficient understanding."

"Ah, it is said that it is a boxing technique that can hit a hundred blows in an instant."

"That's it, then it's easy to handle." Sakaski looked sideways at Robin. "Our actual situation is different. To be honest, you don't need to imitate a person's moves and routines. Because this is not a combination of your own and your own. experience from actual combat.”

He pointed to Kuzan, then pointed to Gion, and finally pointed to himself "For example, Kuzan has the ability to freeze fruit, so he will not go to learn boxing from Mr. Garp, but focus on in the exercise of their own abilities.

Gion is a rare great swordsman in the navy. Her swordsmanship is a combination of basic moves combined with fighting at sea, a killing technique forged in blood.

Like Kuzan, I am a natural ability person.I can refer to Mr. Karp's boxing skills, but I will never deliberately imitate and plagiarize.To put it bluntly, war is to use one's strengths to attack the other's weaknesses.The strong always have their own beliefs and their own persistence, Robin"

Robin raised his head to look at Sakaski and asked softly, "Then do you belong to the strong?"

The old-fashioned lieutenant general smiled gently, and he put his hand lightly on the girl's head, "Of course I am, and you, in the future, will be among them. One day, we will grow old, and you will die. will be the backbone of the navy"

The girl did not expect that the indifferent Lieutenant Commander would have such high expectations for herself. She stammered for a while: "But...but...I don't know my way yet."

A slender hand slowly pulled her small palm, Robin could clearly feel the calluses on the other's hand, not as delicate as Jessica's skin, and the palm was rough due to holding the knife all the year round, but it was warm enough .Gion took Robin's little hand and shook it, her voice was cold but not too strong: "No one is born omnipotent, maybe we were not as talented as you when we were children. There are many excellent moves in the navy. Combined with your own Devil Fruit ability, you can slowly choose the right one to integrate into your own system and then temper it in actual combat.”

Sakaski, who gently rubbed the girl's little head, was about to break out in cold sweat. He said that he was not good at words, he was straight, and he had a military demeanor!Such delicate, methodical and rational consolation actually came from that Gion who bludgeoned his face with a straight ball and bombarded himself with a supersonic confession... Gion?

The girl looked at the beautiful woman in front of her and nodded heavily, "Mmmm~"

Sakaski, who felt that he was wasting his time arguing with examples for so long, put his hand back silently. . .

shame. . .real. . .Others can do it with just one sentence, and I have been persecuting for so long, I may be a fake political commissar. . . . .

"Lord Sakaski" Gion turned his head and smiled at Sakaski.

"The feeling you brought me today is really different." Gion sighed softly.

Are you disappointed?Must be disappointed, right?Beating up his colleagues, ordering lemonade in a cold drink shop, and unable to convince even a loli, Sakaski seems to think that all his actions today are worth it, he can almost imagine Gion's next sentence "Are you worthy of being a soldier among the soldiers?"

The female swordsman Zhu's lips slightly opened: "As expected of a soldier among soldiers!"

"Eh..." I was deaf. .Or we are not on the same channel. .The old general, who was frequently slapped in the face, widened his eyes, waiting for Gion's explanation.

"Being resolute on the battlefield, insisting on completing tasks, joking with comrades in his spare time, and evaluating his superiors and colleagues reasonably and objectively. Treating children is more conscientious and conscientious, lest she be wronged for not fulfilling her responsibilities and obligations. In the face of the child's doubts, he did not directly order her to execute anything, but followed a good manner and carefully analyzed the pros and cons for her."

Gion's eyes lit up and put an end to this extremely high evaluation, "Tough and tender, worthy of being a soldier among soldiers, I like you more."

"..." Facing the double scrutiny of Kuzan and Robin, "Chang Wei, you also said you don't know martial arts". . . .Sakaski said what can I do. .I am also desperate. . .

————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Author's message:

I am also very desperate. I wrote my graduation thesis in the past two days, and then a book friend sent me a message asking if I had gone to Feilu. . .I do not know how?Then I open Felu. . .I saw a very similar book. . . . . . .The apology post for plagiarizing my work in the Chinese translation of the guy from the starting point has not been taken down, and Feilu has another work that looks like the cover of the novel. . .what can I do?I am also very disappointed!I don't want to go to people anymore, I'm tired, I can be plagiarized twice in a week. . .Everyone is used to Feilu copying books. . .Just be happy.

On the other hand, a friend said to me: "You are famous, it means you are good at writing! In the future, no one who writes naval essays or Sakaski as the protagonist will be able to skip your book." But within a week It was stolen twice in a row, which is really unprecedented.It doesn't matter, I'll just write it in my own style. . .Mind blowing.

43. Bellwether

Being highly praised and showing love by the beautiful lady in front of everyone, Sakaski showed no panic or nervousness on his face, showing his unmoving stability like a mountain.He even leisurely picked up the lemonade on the printed dining table and took a slow sip.

Just in the eyes covered by the brim of the hat, someone is looking around in the direction of the ground to see which piece of soft ground is suitable for him to melt through and escape.

He is an expert against enemy pirates, but in the battlefield of love, he is completely a newbie.

"Eh?!" Robin's eyes widened, the girl gently pulled the corner of Lakuzan's clothes with his left hand, and Kuzan understood and turned his head to wait for the girl's words.

Robin's seemingly obscure whispers are actually no different from normal conversations to the listening level of the three quasi-generals present.Because everyone can hear: "Are they dating?"

So, are all kids so precocious these days?Sakaski looked awe-inspiring, and stared deeply at the friendly army, implying that he was not allowed to speak his mind.

Kuzan didn't seem to understand his brother's eyes at all, um, how can I see you wearing a military cap?

He deliberately turned a hand to the side of his mouth, as if to cover his voice: "Ah la la, sure enough, do you think so too?"

Then he sat up straight, put his hands on his lap in a regular manner, and stared blankly at his expressionless senior brother—waiting for the indifferent guarding short man to explode on the spot.

Let you hit me in the head as soon as you come. . . .Besides, how can you say something that is clear at a glance?

--------------------------

"Hey, ghost spider, you're not going to talk about it!" There was a conspicuous cross-shaped scar on the left cheek of the speaker.He questioned suspiciously, and the object of his questioning was obviously not a good talker.

The ghost spider ignited a match and handed it to the cigarette beside his mouth. He shook his wrist to turn off the flame and took a deep breath of smoke. After the smell of tobacco spread in his mouth, he was content to slow down. Slowly spit out, "Hmph, when did I ever make you such a joke? But to be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'm afraid I wouldn't have believed it was true, Dauberman."

This powerful lieutenant general with scars on his face and a mustache in the original book twenty years later, he was only in his twenties at this time, and his face was bronzed due to long-term drifting at sea. , he shook his head: "If it were someone else who told me about this, I would only think that those people had lost their minds. More than [-] sergeants and sergeants cooperated with individual lieutenants to kill one with a bounty of [-] yuan. Pirates of Wanbelli, tell me in detail, how did Sakaski-sama do it?"

Dauberman took a hard sip of his cigar and stared at the ghost spider leaning on the sofa.

"It's besieging" the ghost spider shook the cigarette into the ashtray.