This Navy Can Have A Place, White Beard He Really Has The Courage To Kill!

Headquarters of the Navy, Marin Fandor.

Military school, office of the chief instructor.

Late at night.

The sound of crackling rain outside echoed in the empty office.

The dim lights danced like silent ghost fire, swaying tenaciously.

A huge desk sits in the center of the office, with mountains of papers and paperwork.

The rain was loud, but it made the dimly lit office seem exceptionally silent.

The flickering lights gradually dispelled the darkness and reflected a shadow.

He is burly, has a broad chest, short purple hair, and wears black sunglasses.

He only has one arm.

Another arm has been broken off and replaced by a huge robotic arm.

“This is the last one…”

Zefa slowly put down the document in his hand, his wrinkled old face was full of tiredness that could not be concealed, and sighed softly.

Twenty years ago, in the year 1500 of the Sea Yuan calendar, Roger the Pirate King was publicly executed in the town of Rogue.

Originally thought of taking advantage of the spread of such a politically charged event as “One Piece Roger’s public execution” to completely end the navy in the chaotic era, but did not expect to usher in the most absurd farce in history.

The words of One Piece Roger before the execution completely ignited this sea and led the evil of this world to a more terrifying and chaotic climax.

“Want my treasure? Go find it! I put everything there!

One Piece Roger said.

Since that day, the wave that later generations called the “era of the sea thief” officially entered the historical stage.

Every day, thousands of young people, holding high the banner of so-called “freedom” and “dreams”, set out to sea in pursuit of the great treasure left by One Piece, and set out towards the great waterway.

Their goal may only be to find the great secret treasure of One Piece, and their original intention may not be to be a pirate.

But greed and ambition finally made these ignorant teenagers fall into the abyss and embark on the road of sin.

Pirates do not produce, want to pursue dreams and freedom, you do not steal or rob, where will the funds and supplies come from?

The era of the sea thief is destined to be full of bloody and cruel tragedies, which have caused countless families to be destroyed.

And Zefa, as a former admiral, retired from the front line early because of the tragedy many years ago.

It was also after retiring from the front line of fighting pirates to eradicate evil that he slowly realized that there was not only one way to fight to practice justice.

Killing cannot save the world.

But raising heirs of justice, teaching the next generation of the Navy, perhaps, can.

And the list of military cadets he holds in his hand is the last batch of students in his career as the chief instructor of the military academy.

Unfortunately,

he was unable to find any names that were bright enough on this list.

It is more accurate to say that

since the three of Sakaski, Kuzan and Borusalino, he has not found good enough seedlings for a long, long time.

In the silence, Zefa listened to the rain outside the window, frowned and lit a cigar.

“Fucking Roger, you said you would die when you died, so much nonsense and crooked, and it brought us so much trouble when you died!”

Zefa spat out a mouthful of snow-white smoke, and suddenly couldn’t help but curse.

The beginning of the era of pirates symbolizes more than just the surge in the number of pirates.

There is a deeper problem, a problem that troubles Zefa and makes it difficult to sleep.

Before the beginning of the era of sea pirates, the reputation of the navy on this sea was quite good.

The three monsters of Sakaski, Kuzan, and Borusalino, and even the golden generation, including the later vice admirals such as the ghost spider, joined the navy and grew up during this era.

And they did not live up to Zefa’s expectations, and after graduating from the military school, they embarked on a military career and became the mainstay of justice.

But since the beginning of the era of sea thieves, everything has changed.

Young people all want to go to sea to be pirates, want to find the big treasure left by One Piece King Roger, who would be willing to work bitterly to become such a thankless job as the navy?

Without the supply of fresh blood, in this long era of sea pirates, it is becoming more and more difficult for justice to expand its power and defeat the countless pirate forces that have swarmed.

And now, he is 73 years old.

He is about to retire.

This will be the last class of students he will bring.

But he failed to find hope.

Thinking of this, Zefa’s eyes full of years and frost, the light gradually became dark.

A burst of boredom could not help but be born in his heart.

He has dedicated his life to the cause of justice, and he is extremely serious about doing things for people.

Even because of the tragedy that year, even if he lost an arm, he did not complain, but quietly hid all the pain in his heart and seriously shouldered his responsibility.

That’s what he’s going to do.

This is the way he is going.

Zefa shook his head.

He got up from his seat and dragged the heavy Hailou stone robotic arm to the window.

There was water mist in front of the window, and it was beaten by the rain to make a crisp sound.

Zefa chewed on his cigar and raised his hand to open the window, wanting to get some air.

Then he froze.

He blinked his eyes vigorously, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

In the stormy night

, under the blurry rain curtain

, there is a young figure in military uniform, running around the school field wantonly.

He gritted his teeth

and stepped on the rain,

steaming sweat and heat forming a thin mist on the surface of his body.

The unstable thunder light in the sky flickered, reflecting his angular face extremely tough.

—— formed a picture full of youthful enthusiasm.

That little ghost… So late, still training?

He’s crazy?

This thought immediately welled up in Zefa’s mind.

He stared blankly at the young figure on the distant school field who was braving the storm and gritting his teeth for training, and the expression on his face suddenly became complicated.

The old man’s eyes were in a trance, as if he remembered something.