One Piece: Petrel

"So... what you mean by helping me is this? My brother is on the island, not at sea..." Looking at the endless sea in front of him, Petroo fell into deep thought.

"I'm an admiral, and I have my own missions. Don't bother me, you brat." Zefa impatiently drove away Peteo.

"..." Petro said nothing more and walked back to the room along the side of the boat.

Now that her injuries are not healed and her mobility is inconvenient, there is nothing she can do to find Dover.

"Ah, isn't this the little guy that Mr. Zefa caught up?" At this time, a marine came towards Peteo.

"Are you...?" Looking at the slightly wretched navy in front of him, Petroo felt a little confused.

"Well, I should introduce myself to the lady first. My name is Porusalino. I am Mr. Zefa's first student, which means I am your senior." The man named Polusalino in front of him touched He moved his chin lazily as he introduced himself.

"I am Peteo, but I am not a student of General Zefa, so I am not considered your junior." Peteo also followed Porusalino's example and said lazily while touching his chin.

"That makes sense. Okay, I won't disturb your rest. Goodbye." Porusalino nodded, then walked to Zefa and ignored Peteo.

I don't know why, but looking at his back, Peteo felt a little lonely. When other navy people communicated with Zefa, they gave people the impression of being very respectful and casual, but Porusalino was different, he seemed to be unnecessarily flamboyant. , in fact, there has always been a barrier with Zefa and other navies.

Peteo was lying on the bed, thinking carefully about what happened these days. It was like a dream, with no sense of reality at all, but the current situation had to force her to believe this fact.

Peteo was also exhausted these days and fell into a deep sleep as soon as he lay down on the bed.

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Peteo was awakened by the sound of an explosion. Regardless of the large and small wounds on his body, Peteo stumbled toward the door while holding on to the wall.

On the deck, Zefa stood at the bow of the ship and commanded calmly. There were three medium-sized pirate ships surrounding the warship. Some sailors were responsible for defense, while some sailors were fighting back.

"Bang!" A cannonball hit the sea less than three meters next to the warship, causing waves that shook the entire warship.

"Black-armed Zefa! Hand over our partners quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" A voice came from a pirate ship directly in front of the warship.

"Ah, you little thief who overestimates his capabilities!" Zefa touched his somewhat scary mechanical arm, looking eager to try it out.

"Ah, it's so scary. Teacher Zefa, leave it to me." At this time, Porusalino slowly walked out of the cabin. His lazy look and a prelude expression made people laugh. It's hard to trust him.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Zefa put down his arm, took a step back, and gave up his position to Porusalino.

Porusalino walked at the front, one hand in his pocket and the other raised to shoulder level.

"Laser." After saying two words lightly, Porusalino's finger suddenly began to flash yellow light, and then shot straight towards a pirate ship in the middle. About two seconds later , an explosion occurred in the middle of the pirate ship, the hull ignited a fire, and soon it sank to the bottom of the sea. A medium-sized pirate ship was destroyed in this way.

"...So strong." Peteo was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

Maybe she is a frog in the well. She was well protected by the nobles in the past, but she had no idea that she still had such ability.

"Still the same as before, you rely too much on your fruit ability." Zefa seemed a little angry. In fact, this is the reason why he has never eaten Devil Fruit. He has defeated too many ability users, and it also knows about ability users. The disadvantages are, on the one hand, the Devil Fruit itself, and on the other hand, ability users rely too much on their own fruit abilities.

"Oh yo yo, wouldn't it be nice to be able to complete the task for this kind of thing." Porusalino looked indifferent, still his usual lazy attitude.

"Humph."