The Great Voyage Beginning with the Celestial Dragons

Now Gion is almost certain that Luther deliberately lured Karp into trouble.

It's just that Gion still has some doubts about the outcome.

She didn't know if Luther thought that Karp would use force, or if Luther thought it was a skirmish.

But thinking of Zefa going and returning, Gion felt that it was not so simple.

All this should have been counted by Luther...

But what if Zefa didn't come? And who can stop Karp?

Gion recalled that time and smiled bitterly.

If she hadn't been in such bad shape at the time, she might have been able to detect Luther's backhand.

Although she didn't know Luther's backhand, she roughly knew what Luther was doing this for.

Everything is played out for the one who came today.

Gion doesn't know what Luther wants to get, maybe to make the other party despise, maybe to get some substantial benefits, maybe to make Satan jealous of Karp...

There are many similar possibilities.

Karp may have dared to trouble Luther because of the secret instructions of the person who came today.

But the one who came today would never have thought that Luther would be injured so badly.

Draco dares to fight like this, even if Karp has no intention of betraying the navy, but the one who came today may not think so.

And the faction led by Karp fell, and Luther would become the biggest beneficiary if he did not break away from the world government.

With his personal friendships, he can command almost the entire navy.

However, although the probability of Karp is very high, Gion still has other ideas.

She knew Luther well and had heard too many visions of the future around him.

So she feels even more that Karp is a smoke bomb thrown by Luther, and the person who actually wants to plot...

Zefa!

Gion took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and his hands trembled slightly.

I would rather use Kapu's beating as an excuse to cover up, and then use it as a reason to find Zefa to teach...

For Zefa, is it enough to do such a step...

Gion pulled out Zefa's information sheet and carefully read it again:

【Zefa】 [

Current Chief Instructor of the Navy] [

Strength: General level ordinary level] [

Threat: 0]

[Weakness: Kind-hearted, even if his wife and children are killed, he still can't kill pirates. Cowardly personality, embarrassed by heavy responsibilities! 】

[Interpersonal relations: comrades-in-arms: Karp, Tsuru, Air, Sengoku; Students: Sakaski, Kuzan, Borusalino, Gion, Kaga...]

[Note: Although there are many students, most of them are mainly respectful and will not work for them]

Gion's white hand touched the paper, and seemed to think of the days when he was in the elite training camp, and raised a chuckle.

If it is the top powerhouse in the Navy, this intelligence is indeed true.

But not everyone is a top powerhouse, and there are more lower-level combat forces in the navy.

As long as Zefa-sensei wants to, a large number of general-level officers will follow him as soon as he ascends to the top...

As Zefa becomes the chief instructor, the proportion will continue to increase.

Gion himself was a member of the naval system, but he understood Luther's approach better.

Turning over Zefa is almost equivalent to befriending the future of the Navy.

Luther's gaze has never been on the present.

After thinking about this, Gion couldn't help but admire Luther in his heart.

With just one O'Hara incident, it all connected together to complete the goal.

Of all the people she knew, only Luther could do it.

Your Highness Luther, how can I be so valued by you...

Gion's face was complicated, and his finger was pointed at a piece of paper that had not been flipped over.

On the side of this piece of paper, her name is written.

After reading this piece of paper, she will most likely know what Luther values her, and even introduce the other party's method of guiding herself. Her relationship with Luther

was too natural, and it didn't take long for her to subconsciously identify with Luther.

It's not that Luther doesn't have this charisma, it's that she's not such an easy person to decide.

Just read it, you can get the answer...

Gion raised his head slightly, glanced at Luther, who was sitting with his eyes closed, and suddenly raised a bright smile.

Maybe there is indeed an answer.

But this answer doesn't seem to be that important anymore...

The blood-colored energy of the fingertips surged, and the fragile paper slowly turned into ashes under the action of the Gion fruit.

On the other side, Luther, who closed his eyes and meditated, seemed to feel something, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"Your Highness, please use tea!"

Gion smiled and returned with the brewed tea, half-knelt in front of Luther, and handed over the teacup.

"Very strong tea aroma!"

Luther sniffed the fragrance of the tea leaves, took the teacup from Gion's hand, took a sip, and said with a bright eye:

"Good tea!"

"It's Your Highness, the tea here is good!" Gion said sincerely.

"Although tea is good, but without people who know how to make tea, how can it show its all?"

Luther smiled slightly, took another sip of tea, closed his eyes and enjoyed.

"Is His Highness such a person?" Gion chuckled.

"I don't know, but there is Gion here, I think I just need to be a tea taster." Luther replied with a smile.

"This way..."

Gion whispered meaningfully, his pomegranate-like eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

......

Without letting Luther and the two wait longer, a sound of footsteps sounded in front of them.

When Gion heard this sound, he frowned slightly, and held his hand on Jin Biluo.

This is the palace of Don Quixote's house, and such a presumptuous intrusion, even that one, is too much to see.

Before Gion could do anything, Luther's hand rested on her hand holding the sword.

Seeing Luther shaking his head at himself, Gion gave up.

Luther didn't really feel it, even if a person was broken into his home twice like this, he was a little angry.

It's just that he knows that some things must have strength before they can usher in respect.

Sitting in his chair, Luther looked expressionlessly at the doorway, listening to Satan's hearty laughter from far and near, watching his fat body appear in the doorway.

At the moment Satan appeared, Gion only saw Luther's expression change suddenly, from indifference to smile and enthusiasm.

Just when she wondered if she had been mistaken, she heard Luther speak enthusiastically:

"Grandpa Satan! Long time no see! Welcome to Don Quixote Palace, I just have something to find you.

"Oh? What is worth this wonderful young man of yours to come to me?

As soon as Satan entered the door, he was uncomfortable hearing Luther's name.

The last time he was here, Luther wasn't so affectionate.

Luther's precursor made him a little confused.

"Grandpa Satan, then I'm welcome. You're in charge of the navy, right?

"Yes!"

"Then it's okay if I want to execute a lieutenant general?"

"No problem... Wait, who are you going to execute?

Satan wanted to say yes casually, after all, it was just a lieutenant general, and he couldn't commit it.

But he suddenly remembered Luther's strangeness, and there was a hint of vigilance under his eyes.