Dragon Slayer of Pirate World

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In a dim light, two indescribable bodies were held tightly together, making an indescribable sound.

After the afterglow faded, Leiter gently stroked Robin's smooth back and asked casually:

“How’s the recent harvest?”

Robin lazily raised his waist and buried Leiter's head in the hills of his chest:

"In Haiti, more than 3000 kilometers away, we found a piece of historical text and have brought the rubbings back."

She suddenly trembled, and her whole body was slightly paralyzed again as if she had been electrocuted. She suddenly said with some annoyance:

"Don't you want to hear the content of the historical text?"

An unclear voice came from beneath her:

"Sorry, I'm only interested in what's in front of me right now."

Leiter definitely wasn't lying.

As a time traveler, how could the historical text be more meaningful to him than the warm and fragrant nephrite in front of him?

March 3 was originally just an ordinary day.

A small sailboat followed the wind and waves and stopped at the port of the old base of the 16th branch.

A tall man wearing a dark green hooded coat jumped onto the shore, followed closely by two half-year-old teenagers, a man and a woman.

A few dark clouds suddenly gathered in the previously sunny sky, leaves began to dance in the air, and a salty and wet smell spread in the air.

"I have arrived."

The middle-aged man picked up the phone and said in a deep voice.

Within 3 minutes, someone appeared in front of him.

"I am William, the adjutant of the 16th branch. Please follow me."

The middle-aged man nodded, but inadvertently revealed a large tattoo on his face, which at first glance looked a bit scary.

The group of people quickly entered the five-story villa, and the owner was already waiting in the living room.

"Report to the Major General"

William just spoke, but his report was interrupted by a trembling exclamation

"S-Sab"

Luffy and Ace had already thrown the little boy to the ground with tears streaming down their faces.

A look of astonishment first appeared on the little boy's face, and then, as if he had just woken up from a long sleep, tears flowed freely like a flood that burst a dam.

"Ace Luffy"

"Nice to meet you, Dorag."

Leiter didn't stand up on purpose. He just sat on the sofa and made a "please sit down" gesture to the guests.

His guest is none other than the world government’s biggest enemy, leader of the Revolutionary Army, Garp’s son, and Luffy’s father, Monkey D. Dragron

"I'm afraid no one would have thought that a wanted criminal like me could sit in the rear admiral's living room."

Dolag also showed no restraint. He opened the hood of his coat, revealing his long hair like a hedgehog, and then sat swaggering opposite Leiter.

Leiter smiled, picked up the teapot, and poured a tea cup for Dorag:

"No, Rear Admiral is nothing. Even if it is the living room of a Vice Admiral and a Navy legend, you can come in as a guest at any time, right?"

Dorag nodded slightly in greeting, and turned his eyes to the three little boys who were holding each other's arms and crying:

"How did you know that Sabo was rescued by me?"

Leiter raised the corners of his lips:

"Everyone has a little secret that cannot be made public, and I am no exception."

He wanted to put a small thorn in Dolag's heart, so that the leader of the Revolutionary Army would always feel that Leiter had an inside track at the core of the Revolutionary Army. Otherwise, how could he possibly have such a small amount of information?

Dorag looked at him deeply:

"I have investigated your past, but I can only find out what happened within three years. Before you appeared in Cocoa West Village, your life experience seemed to be like a blank sheet of paper. Such a mysterious and unpredictable background, This forced me to give up the idea of ​​abdicating my position in favor of someone worthy of my leadership."

Leiter shook his head noncommittally:

"That's just a joke. Even if you are really willing to give me the leadership position of the revolutionary army, I have no interest in leading your subordinates with weird personalities."

Dorag laughed:

"You really know us well with your weird personality."

Leiter picked up the tea cup and drank it all:

"You have also worked in this headquarters for a long time and have been able to stand on the world for 800 years. The Navy is not just a bunch of trash."

Dorag lowered his head slightly:

"They may not be trash, but they are just lackeys and flies."

Leiter smiled:

"There's also Lieutenant General Garp among them."

Dorag's eyes also lowered:

"I actually tried to persuade him, but he couldn't leave the place where he had worked all his life. Old people are always more stubborn."

Leiter nodded:

"Have you ever considered that one day in the future, you will be his enemy?"

Dorag fell silent, and after a long time, he slowly spoke:

"He is very old, maybe he can retire soon."

The atmosphere between the two people suddenly became tense. Leiter picked up the teapot and refilled it for himself:

"I would like to know the action program and plan of your revolutionary army, Mr. Dorag. According to my understanding, you seem to be rioting and revolution from the bottom up."

Dorag raised his head slightly:

"In the past 800 years, there have always been people and organizations for riots and revolutions, but there has never been one person who can unite this force, and this is exactly what I am doing now."

Leiter sighed:

"In a sense, I admire you very much. You can even be called a great man of the generation. What you have done is far greater than Sengoku, Zefa, Garp, or Roger."

Dorag turned the tea cup in his hand unconsciously, but a smile appeared in his eyes:

"You are only half my age, but I almost thought you were my elder. However, thank you for the compliment."

Leiter shrugged and watched Luffy, Ace, Sabo, and another little girl run out together:

"I noticed that Luffy doesn't seem to recognize you."

Dorag nodded:

"He has almost always been raised by his grandfather, or that family of bandits. I have never lived with him. He doesn't even know that his father is still alive in this world."

Leiter looked at him deeply:

"Don't you take advantage of today's opportunity to talk to him?"

Dorag shook his head:

"Thank you for your kindness. I really want to complete my dream career before he grows up, and then share the happiness of a family with him, but I know better than anyone else how long and tortuous this road will be. "

His expression was exceptionally calm, and he did not show any helplessness or other emotions.

If he wears a red scarf around his neck, then this red scarf will definitely become more vivid at this moment.

Leiter looked at him with a hint of respect and admiration in his heart.

Born in the spring breeze and raised under the red flag, he had heard about various fearless deeds of abandoning his family and career to fight for revolution since he was a child. In the heart of a young man, he always subconsciously believed that this was the need for propaganda.

But I didn’t expect that in a decadent capitalist work, the positive energy of socialist core values ​​could also appear.

He drank the tea in the cup again:

"I think your dream may come true."

When I, Lord Leite, overthrow the world with the power of a storm, you, Dorag, can live your life at home holding your son who has not yet grown up.