Dragon Slayer of Pirate World

"Whoo~"

Tina gently blew out a smoke ring and jumped off the warship:

"Colonel Leiter, this is Marine Headquarters, Marinevandor."

Leiter followed closely and walked out from behind her, looking up at the magnificent building nearly a hundred meters high in the center:

"Are the Warring States Marshal, the three generals, and the naval hero Garp at the top?"

He was not as excited as a believer visiting a holy place, because in his heart, the naval headquarters was not his holy place at all.

In his mind, he had never regarded becoming a general or even a marshal as his goal.

Because he had long known that even if he became a general or a marshal, he would not be able to reverse the root cause of the navy's corruption.

Above are the constraints of the World Government, the Celestial Dragons, the Five Old Stars, and higher-ups. Below are the unimaginable corruption and malpractices accumulated in the 800 years of peace and formed by various grassroots branches. If he wants to make major reforms, he will inevitably become The target of public criticism.

Now Lei Te has no intention of transforming the entire world. He just wants to quietly guard his one-third of an acre of land. Furthermore, to clean up the pirates in the East China Sea and let the people of the East China Sea enjoy it. A peaceful life is the limit of his current abilities.

The reason why he is willing to come to the headquarters to participate in this elite camp is not to find friends or accumulate connections, but because he has encountered a lot of questions in the process of improving his abilities. If he stayed in Donghai and studied alone, , he is difficult to solve.

"Let's go, Leiter, there will be plenty of time to visit later."

Tina patted his shoulder gently. After just two days on the same boat, the relationship between them had already become much closer. Maybe she really had to thank Smoker.

Leiter nodded and walked side by side along the arc-shaped square with Tina.

He subconsciously looked back at the port where he came from, and a trace of emotion surged in his heart:

There are still eight years left before the decisive battle at the top.

But with his arrival, will this decisive battle still happen?

"Yo, Smoker."

As soon as he entered Marinefando's external training base, Leiter saw a familiar figure.

There are already many marines standing in the base, but Smoker with short silver hair is still very conspicuous: because above his head, there is a large cloud of smoke that is constantly rising.

"Hey," Smoker was not too happy. He tilted his head towards a marine with a huge round head next to him:

"Berry Goode, the man who knocked me down was this brat. If you don't believe it, find time to fight him too."

The navy man named Berry Goode should be a lieutenant colonel judging from his epaulettes. He shook his huge round head and looked sideways at Leiter:

"You are the only Bolderet from the East China Sea in this elite camp."

Why is there such a strong sense of bad street routines?

Leiter complained secretly in his heart, but still answered the other party's question:

"I am Bolderet from the weakest East China Sea, and I would like to ask Lieutenant Colonel Berrygood for your advice."

Smoker on the other side started chatting with Tina:

"Tina, why didn't I know you went to pick him up?"

Tina put her hands on her hips, looking like a savage girlfriend:

"Do I need to report Tina's mission to you? Don't think that just because you are a colonel, you can order Tina?"

The two of them had just quarreled, but the training ground suddenly became quiet.

Several tall figures were slowly walking over.

"He is the Marshal of the Warring States Period"

"And former general Zefa"

"Seeing you young people, I feel like I have gone back 50 years ago."

Admiral Sengoku, who was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, glanced downwards with a satisfied look, and then he began his speech with a hint of nostalgia.

Beside him, the goat was spinning uneasily in circles, probably because it couldn't find anything to eat on the land.

When no one was paying attention, a small sapling suddenly emerged from the ground, its green leaves reaching under its mouth.

The goat, which usually only eats newspapers and documents, couldn't help but burst into tears. With a "baa" sound, it opened its huge mouth and bit off the entire leaf and saplings.

Then it was surprised to find that not far away, another small green sapling grew.

"We must closely focus on the core values ​​of the Navy. Where is my sheep?"

Warring States, who was speaking impassionedly, suddenly discovered that the always obedient little goat beside him had unknowingly infiltrated among the young people in the audience.

With Sengoku's knowledge and domineering attitude, of course he could clearly see that his pet was acting coquettishly next to a young marine who was a little too young, and even rubbed his head against his trouser legs.

When he saw the goat wagging its tail like a puppy, the serious expression on Sengoku's face finally collapsed.

He reached out and stroked the long braided beard on his chin, his eyes full of complex expressions:

With his more than 70 years of life experience, he is absolutely certain that the man who seduced the cute goat into a trance will be the greatest villain in history if he is not a peerless hero and the backbone of the era.

Leiter, who was in the audience, never expected that Warring States would have such complicated thoughts in his heart. He just tried to use his ability to hit the goat, but he didn't expect that this innocent little lamb ran directly in front of him while eating the marrow.

"It's so miserable. Did the Warring States Period only let you eat paper?"

Seeing the pitiful look in Xiaoyang's eyes, Leiter's heart, which he thought was cold and rational, suddenly melted a little.

He bent down and touched the two horns on the lamb's head, and a large clump of legumes grew out of the ground. This was the plant that goats liked to eat in his memory.

"That lieutenant colonel over there is you who stands up and marches out."

A voice exploded over the training ground:

"This is the elite camp of the Navy Headquarters, not your family's farm."

Lei Te was horrified. The sound was not particularly loud, but in his ears, it was like thunder, causing cold sweat to break out on his back.

Before he could get up, he was knocked to the ground by a strong punch.

The rough voice continued:

"I haven't seen you in the headquarters, so you should be from the Sihai Branch. That's why you are so unruly. Do you need me to teach you what the politeness of a naval elite is?"

Leiter put his hands on the ground and felt that the ribs on his chest were almost broken by the opponent's punch. Only when he reluctantly sat up from the ground did he see the opponent's face clearly.

This is a tall, powerful middle-aged man. The blue shoulder straps show his identity as a lieutenant general, but the most eye-catching thing is the dog scalp with black and white spots on his head. cap

As soon as he saw the dog-headed hat, Leiter's mind suddenly buzzed, but he quickly calmed down.

The guy standing in front of me is not the legendary Iron Fist Garp who chased Roger the Pirate King all over the world, but a middle-aged lieutenant general.

"Lieutenant General Dalmecia, you are too harsh."

Berrygood stood in front of Leiter.

The dog-headed lieutenant general snorted:

"Lieutenant Colonel Berrygoode, the Warring States Marshal is speaking from above, but he is feeding sheep below. Shouldn't he be taught a lesson for such a bastard who ignores military discipline?"

"That's enough, Dalmecia."

Another strong old man standing next to Warring States shouted coldly:

"Young lieutenant colonel, please state your number and name."

With the support of Smoker and Bailey Goode, Leiter stood up unsteadily:

"East China Sea Branch 16, Boldgood"

Even if he didn't know this old man before, he already knew through the previous introductions of Smoker, Tina and Bailey Goode that the old man who was taller than Sengoku was the one who played the role of Buddha and Sengoku before the great pirate era. Iron Fist Garp leads the navy's former admiral and "black wrist" Zefa

Zefa was a little surprised:

"Someone from the weakest Donghai branch actually got recruited"

Lieutenant General Dog-headed Hat was very respectful in front of him:

"Teacher Zefa, he is the only one recruited into the East China Sea Navy. He is the guy who killed more than 4 million pirates in [-] months after joining the navy."

"That's the Devil Fruit user who was recommended by Porusalino to join the Navy."

Zefa nodded. Although he had retreated to the second line, he did not know anything about the inside of the navy:

"Today's young people only know how to be obsessed with the power of fruits, but neglect to exercise themselves. It is really sad."

Lieutenant General Dog Hat also smiled and agreed:

"Yes, just one punch from me made me almost unable to stand up. Such a weak body has no place in the new world where there are many powerful enemies."

Leiter couldn't help but shook his head.

Why did he smell dog blood in the air?

"You're shaking your head"

Zefa's voice was cold:

"Do you think what I said is wrong?"

"That's right," Leiter took a breath, "but I'm definitely not as weak as Lieutenant General Dalmatian said just now."

The eyes of nearly a hundred people in the audience were all focused on him.

While touching the little goat's head, he said word by word:

"Since this is an elite training camp, there will be no shortage of real combat. I hope I can get the opportunity to compete one-on-one with Lieutenant General Dalmatian."

Zefa took off the sunglasses on his nose, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Lieutenant General Dog Hat crushed a tooth.

Only the voice of the Warring States Period sounded:

"It's a good thing for young people to have courage, but you have to see the situation clearly. You are just a colonel from the branch. You definitely want to challenge the lieutenant general of the headquarters."

Leiter glanced at him:

"It's just a discussion. I just want to prove myself, and I will definitely pay attention to the rules, Marshal Warring States."

There was a commotion in the training ground.

When facing a lieutenant general, you can still pay attention to your sense of proportion.

"Don't be too arrogant, young man"

The lieutenant general in the dog-headed hat laughed angrily:

"I'll give you a chance. I won't take the initiative to use the devil fruit's transformation ability. As long as you can hit me, you win."

Leiter spat on the ground.

Now that we've come this far, we might as well let more blood flow.

"You'd better use your full strength from the beginning, Lieutenant General Dalmatian, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance at all."