Dragon Slayer of Pirate World

"Boom."

Zefa, who completed his first kill in his career, slowly landed on the deck.

He looked at his blood-stained right hand with a complicated expression on his face.

When he was young, he was a sailor full of justice and passion, but he would never kill any pirate with his own hands, so he was called "No Kill".

More than 23 years ago, when pirates brutally killed his newlywed wife and son who was less than three years old, he began to hate pirates.

But even so, he did not break his principles. Every time he captured a pirate, he would hand over all the prisoners, and his hands were still clean.

But a few seconds ago, he finally crossed the chasm

He broke the creed he had adhered to for 47 years without any regrets

"teacher"

"Instructor"

Led by Ain and Binz, the faces of more than 500 soldiers all showed expressions of concern.

Zefa suddenly smiled.

His mood will no longer be aroused by killing enemies.

Compared to the scumbag pirates, these young and energetic faces are the treasures he protects.

"Everyone is worried."

Zefa smiled and stretched out his right arm, letting Ain wrap the bandage around the wound.

His eyes swept over the young people and finally landed on Leiter:

"How is it? Do you still remember the feeling just now?"

Leiter nodded slightly and stretched out a finger to him. As his mind turned, the finger was as black as ink.

His armed domineering energy is not the innate energy of some protagonists in martial arts. Once it is successfully awakened, it will completely become a part of himself and will gradually increase with training.

"Hahaha, this is what you wished for."

Zefa laughed again and reached out to pat him on the shoulder:

"Come on, let's go into the room and talk."

When Zefa and Leiter walked into the room "shoulder-to-shoulder" together, the expression he showed just now suddenly collapsed.

"Take a rest, instructor."

Leiter helped him sit down slowly. In the last ten steps, Zefa almost leaned all the weight of his body on himself.

"Time is not forgiving."

Zefa took out the breathing aid from his arms, sprayed it into his mouth a few times, and then breathed out:

"I really envy Garp and Sengoku. They are about two years younger than me. Why do they all stay so healthy?"

Leiter believes that this sentence must come from Zefa's heart

Zefa must be the one who trained the hardest and worked the hardest among the three legendary navies, because in order to improve his strength, he did not get married until he was 38 years old, and he became single again three years later. Most of his life All spent in training and work

Reality cruelly told Leiter a truth:

If you want good health and a long life, you still need to find a wife.

"Seriously, Leiter, I'm not joking. Do you really not want to consider taking over my position?"

After regaining some energy, Zefa brought up the old matters again.

Leiter still shook his head:

"Instructor, after all, I am still a selfish person. I have no interest in cultivating new recruits for the navy."

Zefa took off his sunglasses, his eyes showing a hint of exhaustion:

"I'm not good at observing others, but I have a vague feeling that you are not as simple as you appear."

Leiter lowered his head and smiled:

"Instructor, everyone has their own story. For me, I don't want to be an admiral or marshal of the navy, nor do I want to be the second Zefa or Garp. I don't even want to come to the headquarters. I just want to stay. In the East China Sea, I protect my family and subordinates. You can say that I don't seek advancement, but this is my true voice."

Zefa looked at him for a long time and finally sighed:

"Everyone has his own ambitions. I won't force you, but I will truthfully report your performance today to the headquarters."

Leiter shrugged:

"I just blocked a sword attack for you, but you killed the person."

Zefa punched him:

"If you hadn't saved me, I would have gone to heaven long ago."

On May 5, after five days at sea, the training ship full of recruits docked safely at the port of Marineland.

With Zefa's reputation all over the world, many students and disciples naturally greeted him at the port, including one surprising person.

On the bustling pier with people coming and going, a navy man wearing an eye patch was sitting on the ground, holding his head with one hand and falling asleep soundly

"Kuzan, is this how you greet your instructor?"

Zefa jumped off the boat and punched him unceremoniously.

Although his punch did not contain domineering force, it also added a bit of power with the help of jumping.

"ping"

After being hit hard by such an iron fist, the sailor's head was directly smashed by him.

"Wow, instructor"

Some recruits couldn't help but scream.

Some people even want to remind Zefa that the guy opposite is not a pirate.

But all the soldiers on the dock did not show any signs of surprise. Instead, they all laughed in unison.

"Ah la la Teacher Zefa, your fists are still as powerful as ever."

With the sound of ice cubes rubbing against each other, the navy man whose head he had just smashed stood up as if nothing happened, without leaving any scars on his head and neck.

"General Kuzan"

Berrygood, Larson, Penn and other headquarters officers certainly knew this guy who was nearly three meters tall. After getting off the boat, they all raised their hands and saluted respectfully, and then stood behind Zefa.

Kuzan, nicknamed "Green Pheasant", is the youngest of the three generals. The natural frozen fruit he possesses can freeze large areas of land and sea instantly.

Judging from the information Leiter has, he is almost the only Devil Fruit user who is not afraid of sea water.

Because he himself is ice

Leiter was sizing up Kuzan, and Kuzan's eyes also fell on him.

"Ah la la, there is a strange face."

Qing Pheasant said with a smile:

"I know you, you're the little guy who made a scene on the first day he joined the elite camp."

Zefa suddenly laughed:

"Leiter, you probably don't know that this green chicken has always had a very bad memory. You should feel very honored to be able to let him remember your deeds."

Lei Te smiled and shook his head, saluted Qing Pheasant according to the rules, and at the same time announced his home address:

"General Kuzan, I am Bolderet from the 16th branch of the East China Sea. Please give me your advice."

Qing Pheasant waved his hand:

"You don't have to be formal. Since you asked me to coach, I won't be polite. I am currently short of an adjutant. Are you willing to take up this position?"

The surrounding navy all looked at Leiter in surprise, their eyes were hot and full of envy.

The adjutant of the general in the headquarters is definitely a position that most sailors dream of.

Even in this fantasy world, those high-ranking officials, leaders, or confidants around the strong are still in high demand.

Even for Zefa, an old instructor who has taken a back seat, his adjutant, Xiu Zuo, has the rank of brigadier general.

Of course, military rank is not the most important thing. Once Leiter becomes the adjutant of Admiral Aokiji, he will naturally come into contact with the real core and secrets of the behemoth Navy, and gain political resources unimaginable by ordinary people by virtue of his status.

After he has served Aokiji for a few years, as long as there are no mistakes, he will most likely be appointed as the base director of a branch on the Grand Line. Unlike the branch in the East China Sea, the branch on the Grand Line has a much larger sea area under its jurisdiction. There are many, and the strength of each branch is much stronger, and the officers who manage these bases are at least major generals or even lieutenant generals of the headquarters.

Although Aokiji is a lazy person, he also knows very well that in this naval headquarters, no one can refuse his invitation, not to mention that among the three generals, compared with the hot-tempered and overly rigid Akainu, and the ones who clock in and clock out at work, Kizaru, who hangs around all day, may be the easiest boss to serve.

Bolderet, he had heard this name for more than half a year.

The smoker Smoker, who once fought against Leiter, is Aokiji's direct subordinate.

A person with strange abilities who can control plants and sand, a combat genius who beat Lieutenant General Dalmatian as soon as he appeared on the scene, awakened the Haki of Haki at the age of 18, and mastered the six moves in a month. Until a few days ago, Zefa reported to the headquarters. It is clearly pointed out that this little-known young man has awakened his armed domineering spirit.

In the Navy Headquarters where elites gather, although not everyone knows Haki, but if you count carefully, there are 1000 if not 800. As for general officers and above, they are proficient in at least one type of Haki, but they can awaken two types at the age of 19. Domineering, even the three generals today have no such achievements

This young man is undoubtedly a good prospect

But Aokiji didn't wait for the answer he wanted.

I saw the young brigadier general who was favored by him lowered his head:

"Sorry, General Kuzan, please take back this invitation."

Qing Pheasant's face was immediately filled with disappointment:

"Ah, why is this?"

Leiter smiled and explained:

"Apart from training and fighting, I don't have much interest in other things. If you let someone like me be an adjutant, I'm very worried that your work will definitely turn into a mess."

Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, then touched the back of his head and laughed:

"It seems that someone must have told you that I am a lazy guy and being my adjutant will be very hard indeed."