The Great Voyage Beginning with the Celestial Dragons

Next.

Luther stretched lazily, followed by Gion, who looked as usual.

Both are very measured, and only play around when no one is around.

When there are people, Gion will never do anything that damages Luther's image. The Navy

Elite Training Camp was located behind the Navy headquarters, bypassing the Navy Building and traveling about 2 kilometers, and Luther and the two came to a school field. The

atmosphere in the school field was warm, the running sailors sweated their weight-bearing vests, and issued a high-pitched slogan, they sweated tirelessly, they are the future of the Navy, the future of justice.

Luther looked at the hot scene in front of him, his eyes were slightly moved, and he saw a full of vitality from these sailors.

With this perseverance, these people will not have a bad future.

And in the future, these people will be the cornerstone of his rule and that of the world government.

He was not so vocal that the sailors did not care about his arrival.

Before coming, he learned about the Navy's elite training camp from Gion. After a short training session

once a year in previous years, Zefa summed up a lot of training experience, and the naval elite training camp gradually became more formalized.

Up to now, the Navy Elite Training Camp conducts a general selection every five years, selecting elite navies from various branches of the Four Seas and Great Routes, and selecting thousands of people at a time.

After five years of training and continuous elimination, the last remaining people will be future admiral candidates for the Navy.

Even those who are eliminated halfway will make some transfers according to their performance, and as long as there are no problems, they will be reused.

The naval soldiers who are training in the field are the next class of Gion.

Luther glanced at it a little, then withdrew his gaze as well.

He didn't find a familiar person, and it can only be said that it is a pity that this session does not seem to have that kind of monster-level talent. Looking

past the group of sailors in training, Luther quickly found the target he was looking for. In the center of the

school grounds, a stout middle-aged man with purple hair stood straight, his sharp eyes constantly scanning the behavior of the sailors.

When Luther's gaze met the other party, the other party only glanced at each other coldly, and then calmly looked away.

It was like meeting a stranger, as if he didn't know Luther's identity at all.

Seeing this, Luther raised his eyebrows and muttered, "It's really interesting, was it hated when they first met..."

The middle-aged man standing in the center was former Admiral Zefa, who was also the head of the elite training camp.

It is no exaggeration to say that the new generation of the Navy is all his students.

"Your Highness, Teacher Zefa should be because of me."

Gion whispered apologetically, she thought that it was her betrayal of the navy that caused Zefa to have a bad impression of Luther.

"It has nothing to do with you."

Luther shook his head and said with a smile:

"Even if you don't join CP0, Chief Instructor Zefa won't have a good expression on me."

As Gion said before, Zefa seems to dislike the bureaucrats of the world government.

"That's true!"

Airplanes!

Zefa, who was still a hundred meters away just now, suddenly came to Luther and the two.

Zefa first frowned, looked at the costume on Gion's body, and said,

"Why betray your own justice? Gion!

He came too quickly, and it wasn't until the words fell, that Gion reacted.

Gion's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, her hand was pressed on the hilt of Jin Biluo's knife, and her eyes did not give in the slightest:

"Zefa-sensei, I never thought of betraying my own justice, I think I am doing the right thing."

Holding a knife with her teacher was something she had a hard time imagining before. But when Zefa

appeared next to Luther, she still subconsciously held the knife, and as long as Zefa made a change, she would swing it.

Zefa knew Gion very well, and when he saw her action, his eyes were also surprised.

"I'm a little curious, what did you promise Gion?"

Zefa glanced at Luther, not taking his identity into account in the slightest.

Now that he has even resigned from the position of general, he is even more alone, and there are not so many things worth caring about.

When he was still a general, he did not see the evil deeds of the Draco.

If it weren't for the pirates being even more hateful, even his family was implicated, he would have been unable to bear it.

"I just asked Gion to follow me and take a good look at the world, there is nothing wrong with that."

The corners of Luther's mouth turned up slightly, and the overlord-colored aura unconsciously emanated.

Zefa put a lot of pressure on him, even if the other party didn't have the idea of starting, but the general-level oppression was still solid.

Although he retired from the position of general, it does not mean that Zefa's strength has regressed, and he is still at his peak.

"Overlord color... You Draco is different from the others.

Zefa grinned, he roughly knew why Gion chose Luther.

Overlord color owners will have a kingly charm and can't help but let others fall for it.

It is not impossible for a fledgling girl in Gion to be confused by Luther, the owner of this power.

But Zefa didn't want to care, with Luther's background and potential, it was a good destination, at least better than staying in the navy.

"Thank you for the compliment, the power of such a strong person as Chief Instructor Zefa is what I yearn for more."

Luther smiled slightly, and then said:

"Chief Instructor Zefa, this time, I also brought you a gift!"

Saying that, he threw a phone bug towards Zefa.

Subconsciously taking the video phone worm, Zefa frowned:

"What is this?"

"There's something in it that you'll be interested in, so you can check it out when there's no one." Luther smiled.

He didn't think the phone worm could change Zefa's position, but it was enough to make him change his attitude.

Although some things are not said, there are still expectations in the heart.

If you don't kill the general Zefa, do you really not have the slightest killing intent for the enemies who kill their wives and children?

If there really isn't, why resign from the position of general...

"Hope is not something bad."

Zefa finally took it, and faintly, he guessed what would be inside.

"Be careful later! As for the things you want me to help you become stronger, I'll talk about it later.

Hearing Zefa's somewhat wrong tone, Luther faintly felt that something was wrong, and his brows furrowed slightly:

"Chief Instructor Zefa, is there something wrong?"

Whether Zefa helps him train or not is secondary, and that was an excuse for him to come to Zefa.

Now listening to the other party's meaning, it seems that someone wants to target him.

"I can tell that you're missing something right now. There's an old guy who wants to trouble you, and for the sake of this thing, I'll give you a piece of advice to deal with it head-on instead of running away. Well, here he is and looking forward to our next meeting.

Halfway through speaking, Zefa raised his head and looked in the direction of the naval building, turned around and walked out directly, and shouted for the cadets to follow him to the beach for training.

Elite camp cadets were in the Navy before they came and received professional training.

In just 30 seconds, the cadets had already assembled, and soon all left the school grounds, leaving only an empty training ground.

"The old guy is asking me for trouble..."

Luther's brows furrowed, pondering the deep meaning of this sentence.

The headquarters of the Navy, there do not seem to be many old things that will attack him.

Combined with what he did in O'Hara, there is only that person...

Thinking of this, Luther's face couldn't help but change slightly.

He was a little careless, that person really dared to fight Draco!