Pirate: I'm really not a Super Saiyan

The first half of the Grand Line, Paradise.

A huge naval ship is sailing through the waves on the sea.

The sailors on the ship were in good order and moved quickly, just like a strong and powerful force!

"Is there any unusual movement from the Orne Pirates..."

The 33-year-old Vice Admiral of the Marine Headquarters, Zephyr, looked at the information in his hand and said to his subordinates.

"Yes, Vice Admiral! Intelligence shows that the Orne Pirates have been lingering near Cliff Island recently. Our informant heard from Captain Orne that he seems to have the intention of attacking the Cliff Island Kingdom."

Deployment replied.

"Cliff Island is a member of the World Government. Now that we know the news, we can't just sit there and do nothing. Let's go to Cliff Island."

So the huge warship began to change direction and headed towards Cliff Island.

Nearly half a month had passed, and Xia had already been immersed in the busy work.

Sam was indeed not lying. He was old, and he had not taken good care of his health in recent years. Although he still had the strength to forge iron, he could no longer do some of the delicate work such as polishing.

Xia was busy all the time and was exhausted.

But that’s not to say there are no benefits at all.

Xia discovered that here he could have his fill and eat as much meat as he wanted!

After consuming a large amount of meat, Xia clearly felt that his muscles had become stronger, and even his height seemed to have increased a little in just half a month!

His daily life is very regular, with the dormitory, canteen and workshop as the only three points.

Today he got up from the bed and went to the cafeteria with sleepy eyes, intending to start his daily breakfast. He unexpectedly heard Yaz's voice in the corridor.

"What did you say?!"

Xia's sleepiness suddenly disappeared. He stuck to the wall and quietly approached the place where the sound came from.

At the corner in front of the corridor, Yaz was listening to the report from his men.

"Yes, sir. Lieutenant Zephyr from the Navy is here."

"Why is the vice admiral of the navy here? This is troublesome. The celebration will start in three days. We can't let him affect our plan. Lord Philip must send him away quickly."

Yaz discussed with his men for a long time, then hurriedly left the room from the other end of the corridor and walked out of the Chamber of Commerce.

Xia stood there, thoughtful.

Is Zefa a lieutenant admiral now? It seems that the current timeline is before the original work.

He actually came to this island, and what Yaz said just now was very interesting...

Xia was not in a hurry. After eating a hearty breakfast, Xia came to the forging room, greeted Sam who was already there, and then started today's forging work.

After working for a while, Sam announced that they should take a break. Xia expressed his full support for the leader's decision and helped Sam sit on a box nearby.

He skillfully handed Sam water and a towel, and they each held a large cup and started filling it with water.

It was so hot that they were sweating profusely while forging the weapons. Especially now that time was tight and the task was heavy, the furnace could not be stopped at all, and the two of them were dehydrated like mummies.

During the break, Xia asked casually.

"Uncle Sam, I heard someone in the Chamber of Commerce mention a man named Lord Philip today. Is he the man that Yaz mentioned last time? Who is he?"

Sam sighed and replied.

"Philip is the boss behind the Cliff Island Chamber of Commerce. He is also the prime minister of this country. He has the final say in the Cliff Island Kingdom and has great power."

After he finished speaking, he paused and then warned Xia.

"Don't ask about Lord Philip when you go out. His people are everywhere here. Be careful of what you say."

"I understand, Master Syme."

Xia answered obediently.

"It seems that Philip is planning something shady. He is afraid of being discovered by the navy. It is likely related to the weapons we are making here... What could it be?"

Xia thought.

Is it weapons smuggling? Or is it... a rebellion?

Xia was shocked by his own imagination, and then became excited.

It is very likely that as a prime minister second only to the emperor, ordinary monetary benefits would hardly impress someone like Philip.

The only thing that still holds appeal to him is the position of king above him.

So, are these weapons that we urgently forged just to prepare for rebellion?

Xia's brain was thinking rapidly.

The celebration is still three days away... and this batch of weapons will be completed before the celebration... which will affect the plan... which means that the celebration is a critical node. Philip, who is behind Yaz, plans to launch an attack on the day of the celebration?

It's almost the same, that's the truth.

So once Philip completes the coup, what will happen to Sam and Xia, who worked for him?

When it comes to something as big as a coup, all risk factors should be eliminated. What's more, Sam and he have no power or influence, so they can just leave it alone after use without any pressure.

He will definitely be silenced!

We must contact Zefa now!

Although I don’t know why Zefa came here, Zefa is undoubtedly Xia’s best choice.

Cliff Island is a member country of the World Government, and Zephyr will definitely not ignore the unrest in the country. In addition, Zephyr himself is an upright character.

We must act immediately, otherwise we will be doomed if Zefa is fooled by them.

Xia made up his mind.

He looked around to make sure there was no one around and told Sam his guess.

Telling Sam was the result of Xia's careful consideration. Now the two of them are tied to the same rope, so there is no need to worry that Sam will report him!

Furthermore, as a child, there are some things that I simply cannot do without Sam's cooperation.

Sure enough, after listening to Xia's narration and speculation, Sam's face became very ugly and said.

"Sure enough, things are not as simple as I thought. What you said makes sense... There is no other craftsman in the country except me. They found me because I am not popular and the risk of leaking secrets is the lowest."

Seeing that Sam agreed with his opinion, Xia hurriedly spoke while the iron was hot.

"Uncle Sam, our best option now is to find Vice Admiral Zefa that Yaz and the others mentioned. Yaz and Philip are so afraid of him. If we tell him the whole story, we will definitely be able to successfully prevent the coup!"

Sam nodded and discussed the specific plan with Xia.

Meanwhile, in Cliff Harbor.

"Warmly welcome Lieutenant General Zefa to come and give us guidance!"

A large banner was held up by the people, and musicians began to beat drums and gongs, and play various instruments and sing. The entire dock was filled with welcoming crowds.

"Lieutenant General Zefa, I am sorry for not welcoming you in person.

Prime Minister Philip has specially prepared a banquet for you, and we are waiting for you to come."

Zefa and a group of navy men disembarked, and Yaz greeted them warmly at the port, smiling like a pug.

"Excuse me, there is no need for formalities. We are here on official business. I wonder where your king is now? We have something important to discuss with him."

When Yaz heard Zefa asking about the whereabouts of the king, he was shocked, then replied with a more enthusiastic smile.

"His Majesty the King is feeling a little unwell and has already rested. If you have anything to ask, you can talk to our Prime Minister Philip."

Zefa could tell at a glance that Yaz was lying, but he kept silent, looked at Yaz carefully, and asked.

"Well, please inform Lord Philip. What's your name?"

"My name is not worth mentioning, but Lord Philip arranged for me to meet you here. Lord Lieutenant General, please wait a moment, I will inform Lord Philip immediately."

Yaz arranged for someone to lead Zefa and the others to the council hall of the royal palace, while he went ahead to report to Philip.