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Chapter 129 A wanted warrant!
It has been a week since the King's Shichibukai meeting, and Moen can clearly feel that there seems to be a more chilling atmosphere in the Navy Headquarters.

"Robin, where are Luffy and the others?"

In the office, Mo En enjoyed Robin's head massage with his eyes closed, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Robin, who had restored Nia's costume, thought for a moment, let go of his hand, and walked to the map of the first half of the great route on the wall.

"It should be here already?"

Robin pointed to a place marked with a red mark on the map, where it appeared as a fuzzy triangle, close to the windless zone, and the map was smeared with black paint.

"Devil Triangle Sea Area?" Moen smacked his lips and continued to close his eyes.

So, the big event is about to begin!
"Robin, let Shiliu know and let him go back to see his friends. Also, bring Rekasumo with you."

Robin immediately walked to the cubicle in the office, where all the phone bugs that could contact Moen were placed.

Not long after, Robin came out of the cubicle. Although she didn't understand what Moen wanted to do, it didn't prevent her from doing what Moen said.

"Let Larilla Nami and Ian take the pirate guerrillas to the entrance of the Great Airway to clean up all the pirates entering the Great Airway. For supplies, go to the G-8 branch."

"For Xiuzuo, let him go to Teacher Zefa to practice physical skills. There is no task for now."

All the members of the Pirate Guerrilla Team are assigned by Moen, and even the Navy Headquarters has no right to mobilize the personnel of the Pirate Guerrilla Team.

One order after another was leaked from Moen's office, and the pirate guerrillas were also disintegrated under the deployment of Larilla Nami and Ain, and they were divided into three fleets and left the port of Marin Fando.

In the marshal's office, Warring States watched the warship sail away from the port, and felt a little doubt in his heart.

Why does Moen let the pirate guerrillas go out to clean up the pirates at this point in time, does he know something.

Thanks to the appearance of Moen, the strength of the pirate guerrillas can be said to far exceed the one led by Zefa in the original book.

In terms of combat power alone, Moen's underground combat power can even compete with the Warring States.

Recalling the blind swordsman who made friends with the tea dolphin in the headquarters, Sengoku showed a wry smile.

Even he is not sure of winning against that blind swordsman!
But such a powerful swordsman willingly followed Moen back to the Navy headquarters, and has been eating free food in the headquarters until now.

"If Yixiao can join the navy..."

Warring States couldn't help but look forward to it, that Yixiao's strength can definitely hold the position of general.

In addition to the current three generals, as well as Moen who already has the strength of a general, his subordinate Shiliu must also be a general after eating the Momo fruit. Ain's words will not be based on the fruit ability and the two-color domineering. Inferior general candidate, finally add the thunder fruit ability user of the winged clan, the devil fruit ability user of the phantom beast species, and the two-color domineering bow and arrow fruit ability user...

"hiss!"

Warring States suddenly took a breath, it seems that the strength of the current pirate guerrillas can already match half of the Navy headquarters!
"It's kind of crazy!"

Warring States, who had never considered these things, trembled in his heart. He didn't know if the world government knew about these things, and what they thought.

The Warring States here is thinking wildly, while Moen over there has been intoxicated for a long time.

Moen came out of the office looking refreshed. He wore a coat of justice and walked directly towards the Naval Academy.

It took Robin a while to come out of the office, and she quickly followed Mo En with a slightly red face.

The Naval Academy, as always, is full of intense training, and Morn's juniors have finally entered the elite training camp.

Compared with the elite training camp that really cultivated major-general-level seedlings and above many years ago, the current elite training camp is completely about picking tall people from the short ones, and Zefa has nothing to do.

When Moen came to Zefa's office with two bottles of wine, Binz and Xiu Zuo were helping with the statistics of the students.

"Why do you have time to come to my place today?"

For Moen's arrival, Zefa expressed his surprise.

Since Morn returned to the headquarters, he only came back once after being promoted to lieutenant general, and then went to practice.

Now looking at Moen standing in front of him, Zefa felt that he could no longer see through his disciple.

"I've come to ask when the trial of Edward Weble will take place."

Moen was not polite to Zefa at all, he just sat down on the solid wooden chair, picked up the coffee at hand and took a sip.

Zefa frowned tightly, and his eyes were a little sad.

"Just half a month later, it happens to be the anniversary of the death of those children."

Zefa's voice was very low. Thinking of that day, Zefa couldn't help recalling the tragedy of that year.

Even though the culprit has been arrested, his students with high hopes never come back.

Moen nodded, since he brought Edward Weibull back, Moen has not cared about this matter.

Ainbinz and Zefa have always been busy. It is impossible for Edward Weibull to be killed secretly. He must have a public trial, otherwise it will not have the effect of deterrence.

"Mr. Nazefa, you shouldn't mind judging one more person, right?"

With a smile on his face, Morn gestured to Robin who was standing behind him.

Robin immediately took out a wanted warrant and a document information from the middle of the folder he was carrying.

"[Black Wind] Jeff, offering a reward of 7300 million Baileys, regardless of life or death."

"Jeff, age 70, with a reward of 7300 million Baileys, nicknamed [Black Wind], an animal bird fruit owl form capable person who can flap its wings to create a pitch-black storm. The current hiding place is the capital of seven waters... "..."

"This is?"

Zefa was a little surprised why Moen had to find out a wanted warrant decades ago.

If he remembered correctly, it seemed that this Jeff was still a famous supernova back then, but for some reason he suddenly disappeared.

"Teacher, you will know if you continue to read."

Mo En took a sip of his coffee with a mysterious expression on his face.

Binz walked behind Zefa with some curiosity, and read out the following content aloud.

"...According to the investigation, Jeff once participated in the invasion of Marin Fondo, destroyed several buildings in the small town of Marin Fondo, and killed a child... The identity of the child... ··”

Binz covered his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes.

Zefa's left hand began to have blue veins, and the cigar in his mouth was also bitten into pieces, and the cigarette holder fell to the ground.

"That kid, that kid... that kid is my son! My son!"

"Woooooo~!"

Zefa looked at the wanted warrant in his hand, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

In his life, he only shed tears twice.

Once, nine years ago, when his students were massacred by Edward Weibull as if they were grass.

Another time, when he came back from a mission outside, his wife and children had all been killed by pirates!

Although under the investigation of the headquarters, the murderer quickly committed suicide to end the incident, but no one knows how long Zefa cried while hugging his son's clothes that night.

Zefa, who devoted his life to the navy, never thought that his wife and children were killed in the headquarters of the navy in the family area of ​​the headquarters! ! !
"I, I will go by myself. Thank you, thank you." Zefa stopped whimpering, and stood up firmly after wiping away his tears.

Binz and Xiuzuo looked at each other, and stood beside Zefa without hesitation.

"Go."

Looking at Xiuzuo who questioned himself with his eyes, Moen nodded.

It was inconvenient for him to take action on this matter, and Zefa had to do it himself.

When the somewhat damaged cloak of justice hung on Zefa's shoulders again, the dark glasses that reflected the cold light stayed on Zefa's bloodshot eyes.

click~
After lighting the cigar, Zefa swung his empty right arm and left his office directly.

He, can't wait!

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