Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 200, Lieutenant Colonel Monty
An hour later, in the minister's office on the top floor of the base.

"I see, I did care a little less about Makarich recently because I just took over things, Lieutenant Colonel Monty, thank you." Mosa sincerely left his chair and bowed to thank Lieutenant Colonel Monty.

The other party's active report this time made Mosa aware of some of his problems, and this kind of reminder beyond the scope of authority was completely out of Lieutenant Colonel Mondy's job content. He could just sit idly by and not bother. Sa thanked him sincerely from the bottom of my heart.

"You don't have to be like this, Mr. Deputy Minister." Monty got up quickly in a panic to avoid Mosa's bow, and accidentally knocked down the chair during the process.

"Let's call me Mosa." Mosa's excessive respect for Mondy was a bit dumbfounding.

Since he came back, he found out that because of the strength he showed when he took Makarich to hunt down some ferocious pirates at the seaside and the huge number of battle results, although he was not in the base, there were rumors in the base all the time. With his name and deeds -.

It is an exaggeration to say that his reputation in the base can be described as thunderous, and it is not a compliment for others to say that they have admired him for a long time.

"Lord Mosa." No, as one of the only majors in the Alabasta branch, Mondi was also impressed by Mosa's record and achievements. When facing Mosa, he could almost be said to be docile. Post the saddle before the horse.

In fact, it is not such an exaggeration. The paragraph just now was Mosa’s bragging. The reason why Major Mengdi was obedient to Mosa was purely because Major Mengdi himself was one of Mosa’s brainless fans.

Although it is not yet the "Ogre" Bartolomeo's pirate ship to Luffy in the future, the bow of the pirate ship is a statue of Luffy, and the pirate ship itself is modeled after Luffy's first pirate ship, the Golden Meri It was built, and even the pirates are called Barto Club's super super brain-dead fans, but it is quite attentive~

"Just call me by my name." Mosa, who had come to this link again, stretched out his hand to pinch his forehead, and corrected with some headaches.

"Yes! Master Mosa, that, I'll go to deal with some trivial matters on patrol tomorrow first." Meng Di said farewell at a loss, his cheeks were still a little red...

Mosa also gave up on correcting it, and he will not correct it anyway. And he has tried many times.
"Thank you." Patrol is Mosa now?in charge of the part.

"Not hard!"

Hearing this somewhat familiar conversation, Mosa couldn't help thinking—is it necessary to add a sentence of serving the people??
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

but
Mosa pushed the document in front of him, leaned back on the back of the chair in a comfortable posture, turned his head to look at the port outside the window and meditated—this is an action that Zefa likes very much, and Mosa also inherited it unconsciously.

Macaritch.

Others don't know it, but I know it well, you are not the character Major Mundy said.
Are you working too hard for this?
It's not my intention to let you do this.
It must be very tiring.

And I really didn't care about you so much during this time.
I have been blinded by practice, I have forgotten how much pressure you will have when you just entered an unfamiliar organization that is completely different from before
Sorry, Makarich, I may not be a good teacher.
In the evening when we returned to the Navy Branch, Mosa and Makarich stood in the distance, looking at the red and green naval base in the setting sun.

Watching the sun set little by little until he could no longer see it, Mosa was very serious, and said to Makarich with some entanglement, "Makarich, the naval branch in Alabasta is in front of you. Now, I have something to say to you. Don't talk, just listen to me. "

"Yeah." Makarich was brought over by Mosa all the way, and now he is still a little confused.Hearing what Mosa said, he subconsciously nodded.

"You have been following me for a long time. It should be very clear that I am a navy." Mosa licked his lips, as if he was thinking about what to say.

".Perhaps it seems to you, for the reasons I've been emphasizing this point, that you remember this very well."

"But it seems to me that you still don't know the real meaning of this sentence. Hai, don't speak yet, let me finish." Mosa directly interrupted the rebuttal that Makarich wanted to speak subconsciously.

Because Mosa didn't know how to express his inner thoughts, so he couldn't let Makarich interrupt his train of thought, which was just vaguely connected.

"The navy is the guardian of order and justice in this world. No matter how many moths there are in the navy, this is unquestionable. As the guardian of order and justice, I myself must abide by these two points." Having said that, Mosa got stuck again.

"Well, I'm not worried about you in terms of justice." After squeezing out a sentence like squeezing toothpaste, Mosa felt that his thoughts became a little smoother. "And order. The Navy is a huge organization with strict superior-subordinate relationships. If you want to become an excellent navy, you must enter and integrate into this circle of rules."

"Makarich, you are my disciple. With my current status, I can only let you start as a soldier, but I believe that you can become an excellent officer by yourself in a short period of time.

So, are you really willing to accept the constraints of rules and regulations, the possible mistakes and stupidity of your boss, and the possible mistakes and stupidity of your colleagues?"

Mosa breathed a sigh of relief, although because of the influence of emotions such as worry, doubt, and entanglement, what he said was somewhat unclear or even confused.

But he's done talking, of course he can relax--and he's sure that Makarich will understand what he means.

"I am willing, teacher!" Makarich didn't know what Mosa was worried about, but he believed that he could do it, and he believed that he could fulfill the teacher's expectations.

When Mosa found Makarich in a locked room with his knowledge, he was standing at the door and was about to go in. He heard this passage.

"Teacher, don't worry about me. I have nothing to do. I just rest for a while. I won't cry. I really won't cry. Oh, I will fulfill your request." Makarich cried The voice pierced through.

"I'm sorry, Makarich." Mosa stood outside the door with a complex expression. His outstretched right hand was only a few centimeters away from the door, but it seemed that there was an invisible barrier in front of him, and he froze without any advance. There.

After a long time, Makarich had calmed down, and Mosa withdrew his sense of knowledge, and at the same time withdrew his right hand.

"I'm sorry, I really don't seem to be a qualified teacher." Mosa murmured in a voice that he couldn't hear clearly.

"At that time, I only thought that Makarich's emotional intelligence and experience were enough for him to handle these relationships, and I only thought that with Makarich's comprehension ability, he would definitely understand the meaning of my unclear words. But I forgot that he was just a boy under 16 years old. Moreover, I realized after a long time that no matter how wise and profound a person is, once he has obsessions, he will be indifferent to matters related to obsessions. , sanity will drop a lot, and my existence seems to be Makarich's obsession." - Mosa

(End of this chapter)