Pirate, the former Deputy Head of the Rocks Pirates

"Huh? That old guy Alos is dead?"

In the old tavern, Cronus looked at Olvia beside him with a puzzled expression. His voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of everyone around him. Even the liquid in the wine glass on the table was deafening. Shake three points.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, idiot."

Olvia made a gesture to silence Cronus, and at the same time turned her head to look at the other people in the tavern with a smile.

"Sorry, everyone, there is something wrong with my husband." She pointed to her head.

Everyone laughed and laughed, expressing their understanding.

Then, Olvia approached Cronus and whispered: "You are the head of 40 billion Baileys. How about you keep a low profile? If you are reported to the World Government by those thoughtful people, we will be in trouble." ”

These days, Olvia is extremely tired. Every time he arrives on a new island, Cronus is always the first to go to the tavern to have a drink, and he never hides his face and whereabouts.

This also resulted in them being frequently reported by interested people, prompting the navy to hunt them down.

Although these navy did not cause any real damage to Cronus, it would be annoying for everyone to be bitten by a group of mosquitoes and ants every day.

"let me see."

Cronus turned a deaf ear and didn't care about the strange looks from others. He snatched the newspaper from Olvia's hand, put it in front of his eyes, and read it carefully.

After browsing for a few seconds, he looked solemn, leaned back, and pressed his back against the wall, thoughtfully.

The newspaper prominently displayed the confirmed death of Alos Kalimold and the tragic death scene photos.

"Damn pirates, I still vaguely remember when we were children, O'Hara was invaded by pirates, and it was General Aries who rescued us."

Olvia lowered her head and said in a sad tone. She raised her pretty eyebrows and had a lot of thoughts.

"Back then, Admiral Aries defeated more than a dozen pirate fleets with his bare hands alone."

"That majestic and tall figure is still deeply etched in my mind..."

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"Bastards, this is no place for you filthy bugs to defile."

"I'm here to take you to where you should be, the dark and damp prison. That's where you bastards belong."

When he was young, Alos Kalim was lying in pieces on the ground, and the dying pirates said with an evil smile.

He had his hands on his hips, his back straight, and his majestic appearance. His whole body was soaked in bright red blood. The holy sunlight bathed and shrouded his powerful and burly body.

At this moment, he was like a god of death walking out of hell.

Aros Calimard, hence the name "Satan".

And the young Olvia was standing not far away, holding a strong tree with her hands, hiding behind the green shade, quietly watching the other person's back.

"General Aries, he devoted his whole life to exterminating the evil pirates who destroyed the peace and order, but he didn't expect that it would end like this." Olvia's eyes filled with tears, as if she was still unwilling to accept the death of Aros Karimold.

At this time, Cronus was also touched by Olvia's words, which had long forgotten memories in his heart, and his thoughts wandered to the day when he first joined the naval special battalion.

"Idiot, I have told you many times that being distracted during battle is a taboo."

Aroskari Demon was able to kick down a young marine holding a wooden sword, and explained the taboos on the battlefield in a serious tone.

"Once you expose your fatal flaw, the wolf-like pirates will be like a group of sharks smelling blood, eating you up bit by bit.

At this time, Alos Kalimard was already over fifty, an old man in his [-]s, but he still resolutely rejected the retirement plan and joined Buck as an instructor in the Naval Special Forces Battalion.

Personally teach these young, energetic, and future-bound juniors fighting skills and fighting qualities.

And, young Cronus is also one of this group of juniors.

He grew up rapidly under the friction of the cruel trials of Alos and Buck. In a short period of time, he learned the skillful use of Armed Color Haki and Knowledge Color Haki. His combat power increased, and finally he even learned the Overlord Color Haki.

As a result, he became the only terrifying existence in the glorious history of the Navy who learned the three-color domineering force before going on a battle.

It is a pity that, except for Cronus, most of these young marines are arrogant people. Because they have always been the best among their peers, they have never been baptized by the real society. Their journey has been smooth and smooth. He experienced setbacks and lost his way, so he was arrogant and could not listen to the teachings of his elders.

In the end, under the caring guidance of Aros Kalimold, their steel-hard backbones were finally bent and broken.

"You are the worst class I have ever taught."

The navy members were full of tears, and their days were like years, but their growth was also rapid, and after graduation, they each became the mainstay of the military headquarters in various maritime areas.

However, it was their arrogant and domineering temperament that made Alos aware of the lack of education in the navy recruit camp, which also paved the way for his later decision to embark on the path of teaching navy recruits.

"General Aries." Cronus couldn't help but feel regretful as he thought of those familiar and unfamiliar training times.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and it has been 27 years since he came to the world of pirates. Time is really wasted, and time is cruelly exploited even when you are at a loss, just passing by quietly and silently. And passed.

Cronus raised the wine glass on the table with mixed emotions. He poured the wine straight into the floor in a straight line in mid-air and said heavily:

"Have a good trip, Legend."