Dragon Slayer of Pirate World

February 2, Malinfando.

When Moriah stepped onto the harbor of the Navy Headquarters, he received the report from Hilton.

"Hoggubak has disappeared. I haven't seen him for three days in a row and the phone bugs can't contact him."

Moriah lost his temper and screamed in front of the public:

"Absalom was not found either."

Leiter, who was standing behind him, was of course expressionless, but Robin, who was dressed in a hot outfit, slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

They all clearly heard the voice coming from the phone bug:

"Lord Moria, just now, Brother Squirrel dug out some blood-stained rags in the sand in front of Hogback's research room, but we didn't find anything else."

Of course Leiter left those rags on purpose. With his ability, he could bury these things deeper into the soil.

Moria's body shook uncontrollably, and his voice became sharper and harsher:

"sand"

He suddenly turned his head and asked the flying squirrel:

"Will Crocodile attend this meeting?"

The flying squirrel frowned, but still confirmed to the headquarters:

"Crocodar's ship has just passed through the Chambord Islands and will arrive in Marineland tomorrow."

“Only one day later than me”

Bloodshot streaks were slowly spreading in Moriah's eyes, and he bit his sharp fangs viciously:

"Damn Sand Crocodile, if you dare to come to Malinfando, I will make this place your graveyard."

"Aren't you worried that someone will tell Moria about your abilities?"

Robin asked after returning to the separate room prepared for Leiter at the Navy Headquarters.

Leiter shrugged, looking indifferent:

"Then let him kill me. If he dares to do it in Malinfando, although I am not his opponent, I am not a lamb to be slaughtered by him."

After all, even if he can't be defeated, he still has the life-saving skill of burrowing into the ground. As long as he can hold on until Zefa, Garp or any general arrives, there is nothing Moria can do.

Robin frowned slightly, obviously not agreeing:

"He is the King's Shichibukai. Although I don't know what his abilities are, as the eldest Shichibukai, Moria has not only been famous for a long time, but also once competed with the Four Emperors Kaido."

"Okay, okay, Moria is the weakest Shichibukai. You have to understand that it is not that he and the four emperors are fighting against each other, but that he was completely crushed by the four emperors and the entire army was annihilated."

Leiter, who was sitting on the sofa, interrupted her worries, and then he hugged her, and Robin sat on his lap without any resistance.

He hugged Robin's slender waist and asked with a smile:

"Speaking of which, why did I become an enemy of a Shichibukai and even kill two of his confidants one after another?"

Robin's cheeks heated up slightly.

The source of all this was Absalom spying on her bathing. If Leiter was concerned about the reputation of the Shichibukai, he could of course abandon her.

But this young man, knowing that his opponent was Moria's confidant and that he was definitely not Moria's opponent, still chose to kill and silence without hesitation and chose to defend Robin. If she was not moved at all, , I’m afraid it’s absolutely impossible.

During Robin's 13 years of escape, there may have been people who protected her, but they would never have been so decisive.

Accustomed to seeing the warmth and coldness of people and the indifference of the world, 21-year-old Nico Robin could at least tell that the 19-year-old Boldrette really put his own life and death aside at the moment he made his choice.

Her body suddenly softened, and she felt much more relaxed. The [-]-pound burden that had been weighing on her shoulders seemed to be lifted off her shoulders at this moment.

Of course Leiter felt this subtle change, but he just gently held her soft waist, and held Robin's cold hand with his other hand:

"I have arranged a boat in advance. After you rest for a while, you can take the boat to the East China Sea immediately. My subordinates will protect you. That is the safest place."

Robin suddenly struggled, but was held down by a big hand.

Leiter's face looked as usual:

"This is the base of the Navy Headquarters. I can't be killed that easily."

"toot"

Watching the warship slowly leave the port, Leiter breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Robin is a beauty, she is ultimately the son of a demon with a bounty of 7900 million. In this naval base, many people have seen him, including high-ranking generals such as Akainu, Aokiji, and Flying Squirrel. Although they are separated by a long time, no one can guarantee that these highly capable navy will never recognize her.

Sending her to the East China Sea is definitely the right choice for both Robin and Leiter.

"Now it's time to consider Moria's threat. Should we stimulate him further and let him explode in Marineland?"

Leiter smiled and shook his head, preparing to turn around and leave.

But he was stopped by a loud shout.

"Colonel Leiter"

Along with a rush of footsteps, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

In this base, almost everyone knows his identity as a brigadier general. Even if they don't know his appearance, they can recognize his military rank from the shoulder straps, so most of the people who call him "Colonel" are acquaintances from the past.

"Colonel Blimbling"

Leiter smiled and greeted his old friend.

Bryn Bryn is the base commander of the 77th branch, which is very close to the 16th branch where Leiter is located. In the past few months, he often worked with Leiter to destroy pirates. For this man who is mediocre in strength but has a righteous heart, Leiter still respected the naval captain with a decent style.

"Hey, you've been promoted to brigadier general."

Bryn Bryn saw the epaulettes on his clothes at a glance.

Lei Te smiled faintly and waved his hand gently:

"This is nothing. By the way, why did you come to the headquarters?"

Bryn Bryn put away the surprised look on his face and explained:

"This military meeting is said to be of great importance, so the scope of the convening is quite wide. Almost the base commanders of each branch will arrive in Malinfando in these two days."

Just as Leiter was about to ask a few questions, the phone in his arms buzzed, so he nodded to Bryn Blin:

"You have a night's rest first, and we'll talk tomorrow when you have time."

An hour later, Leiter appeared in a house in the headquarters living area.

The one who opened the door for him was the flying squirrel who had just performed the mission together.

"Come on, let's drink a drink first to moisten your throat."

The flying squirrel invited him into the living room with a smile, and filled a glass of amber wine himself.

Leiter took it, took a deep breath, and said with a smile:

"I almost forgot, actually I don't know much about wine."

The flying squirrel smiled and patted his thigh:

"This is a good wine given to me by General Kizaru. Normally I would be reluctant to take it out."

Leiter raised his eyebrows slightly.

Why mention Kizaru's name?

Is it because his military enlistment recommender is Kizaru?

Just listen to the flying squirrel say:

"We went to pick up Moria once, and he lost two of his confidants. This Shichibukai must be feeling very sad."

Leiter shook the cup, and the amber liquid swayed slowly:

"I owe you a favor in this matter. If there is anything you need my help with, just ask."

If Flying Squirrel revealed the truth about Leiter's killing of Absalom to Moria in order to reduce his own responsibility, and even sat back and watched Moria fight Leiter, even if Leiter had two major backers, Kizaru and Zefa, waiting for him After dying on Ghost Island, it would be difficult for anyone to hold Flying Squirrel accountable.

But Flying Squirrel didn't do this. Instead, he helped Leiter cover up the truth. Of course, this favor also came with risks.

The flying squirrel waved his hand:

"I have been a lieutenant general for more than ten years. I think I am fair in my conduct and have a good reputation in my headquarters. I cannot say that I am a high-ranking person and I am indifferent to fame and fortune. However, I am self-aware. I am afraid that I am not destined to be a general. I have enough money. Just use it, the only thing I can't let go of is the younger members of the family who often cause me trouble."

This was a unique beginning. Leiter put down his wine glass:

"As I said before, if your junior is in the East China Sea, whether it is in politics or business, as long as I can help, I will do my best."

The flying squirrel nodded:

"Although we haven't known each other for a long time, we have experienced this together. Even if we are our own people, I won't hide it anymore."

He paused for a moment and looked at Leiter's expression:

"I have a family brother named Mouse who also works in the East China Sea."

After just hearing the beginning, the corners of Leiter's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

The flying squirrel just smiled and continued:

"He doesn't have much ability or ambition. The brigadier general of the branch is the limit of his life. Some time ago, he called me to tell me that he had some unpleasant misunderstandings with his colleagues and was criticized by me. After a few words, he fell silent.

He didn't even think about it. Without those colleagues who went all out to hunt down the pirates, how could he have been promoted to commodore with his little ability? There are hundreds of branches in the navy. Being able to work together in the same base is somewhat of a fate, don't you think? "

Leiter smiled and nodded:

"I always like to make friends. Even if we can't be friends, as long as everyone does their duty, we can get along well."

With his current status and strength, he no longer needs to argue with a mere mouse. If he wants to take action, even if he is thousands of miles away, the mouse will die in the woods that night as long as he thinks about it, even if he is thousands of miles away. .

A mouse who has never seen the world may not know it, but a flying squirrel in the navy headquarters must know very well that he has such an ability.

But as long as rats behave themselves and behave with their tail between their legs, Leiter certainly doesn't bother to get his hands dirty even though he doesn't need them at all.

"ping"

There was a crisp sound, and the two wine glasses touched together gently.