Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Seeing the pitiful appearance of Magellan squatting in the shadows in the distance and not daring to approach, Zefa opened his mouth, hesitant to speak, and finally sighed:

"Okay, you just listen there."

Zeff had naturally learned about Magellan's special situation in advance.

A superhuman Poison-Poison Fruit ability user, a poison man.

Magellan can exhale poison gas from his mouth and release a large amount of highly toxic liquid from his body.

The poisoned person will not die on the spot, but will die after suffering a long time of torture.

Magellan's poison is almost incurable, and only the medicine he developed himself can detoxify it.

This kid was recommended by a branch of the Grand Line. Although it was "recommended", Zefa had sufficient reason to believe that if the headquarters did not accept Magellan, the branch would probably mutiniate.

Because his whole body is full of toxins, the danger level is extremely high... Zefa even specially set up an isolation area in the military academy as the boy's dormitory, and a special person wearing anti-toxic equipment was responsible for delivering supplies.

Well, he also specially rebuilt a large toilet and renovated the drainage system.

As for the strength of Magellan's toxins, Zefa had experienced it himself, and it was not pleasant.

It is true that the armed color domineering can resist the ability of the devil fruit, but you can't stop breathing...

Fortunately, Magellan also knew his specialness, and he consciously avoided the crowd and lived in seclusion, but this also cultivated his somewhat lonely and even dark personality.

"Yeah."

Magellan squeezed out a smile, his stomach began to make a muffled sound again, and his figure shrank back even more.

Zefa: ...

"Okay, I will briefly explain the situation next."

He sorted out his emotions, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice:

"The main teaching content of this training camp is still in my charge... In addition, some specific training courses will be taught by several specially appointed instructors."

"During the entire training camp, you can choose the corresponding instructors to learn from. The four with the best performance will become the adjutants of these four specially appointed instructors... Galloping on the sea, follow them to fight against evil!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was eager to try.

Dor's pair of sapphire blue eyes sparkled even more, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Even the depressed Magellan showed his expectation.

Taking in the expressions of these young people, Zefa smiled with satisfaction.

"Now, let us warmly welcome the four specially appointed instructors of the third officer training camp."

"First of all... Lieutenant General Sakaski!"

After the words fell, a tall and gloomy figure slowly walked into the venue, his steps were rigid and heavy, as if the distance of each step was accurate.

Sakaski came to Zefa's side, stared at the freshmen expressionlessly, and raised his hand to adjust his military cap.

A terrifying murderous intent like a sea of ​​blood and corpses naturally emanated from this group of freshmen, and their throats tightened, even their breathing became stagnant, and their faces gradually turned pale.

'What a terrifying momentum...'

'His expression... Why does he look like he's looking at a group of dead people? '

'I always feel that he will kill us at any time...'

'It's so scary...'

Similar thoughts arose in everyone's minds, making them swallow uneasily and dare not look directly at Sakaski's cold face.

Zefa's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly:

"Sakaski, don't be so serious, just introduce yourself briefly."

Sakaski paused, his eyes were cold, and his voice was hoarse:

"I am Sakaski, and I will be responsible for teaching you how to develop and deal with the power of the devil fruit... As for other things, I have nothing to say."

"About me, you only need to know this... The so-called justice is killed!"

"The duty of a soldier is to obey orders. Although you are freshmen in the training camp, you are also a member of the navy... If you dare to disobey orders in the future, I will be merciless... Kill!"

"If you dare to retreat on the battlefield... Kill!"

"If you try to compromise with the pirates... Kill!"

In front of a group of trembling freshmen, he did not hide his murderous intent, and then seemed to remember Zefa's reminder not to be "too serious", and a smile was forced out of his face.

"——Hiss!" Everyone was so scared that they took two steps back in unison, and their movements were extremely consistent.

Zef:...

You might as well not laugh! !

Even scarier!

"Next, Vice Admiral Kuzan!!"

Zeffa gritted his teeth and said.

Before he finished speaking, a tall figure who was also different from ordinary people could not wait to rush over.His face was full of excitement, and he put on a posture that he thought was handsome.

"Hahahaha!! I am Kuzan!! Do you see my cape? I just got promoted, hahaha, isn't it handsome?"

Kuzan proudly put his hands on his waist, and said with blood boiling:

"I will be responsible for your close combat teaching..."

He waved his fists a few times, his eyes shining:

"Choose me to be your instructor! Let's have a hearty fight!!"

"Burn our youth and blood completely... Burn like a raging fire, this is my justice!"

He stretched out his hand suddenly, raised his thumb, and showed a sunny smile.

Everyone even vaguely saw his white teeth reflecting light under the sunlight.

There was a dead silence.

Zeff:...

Everyone:...

Everyone stood there, their mouths twitching, and their expressions were almost unable to hold back.

A few crows flew across the sky, making a "quack quack" sound.

"Next!!"

Zeffa's face was extremely ugly at this time, with an expression like he had eaten shit, and he roared from his throat:

"Lieutenant General Borsalino!"

Countless golden photons suddenly gathered in the void beside him, and soon formed a figure.

Borsalino wore a pair of exaggerated frog sunglasses, stroking his chin with one hand, smiling obscenely, and watching the stiff expressions of the crowd with interest.

"I am Borsalino, and I will teach everyone swordsmanship... Well, as for my justice, this doesn't seem to be such an important thing, right?"

Then he scratched his head in some confusion,

"But it seems that everyone's expressions are so terrible..."

Bang! !

Everyone fell back to the ground.

Zeffa's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he covered his heart in pain.

‘Why on earth did I choose these bastards to be my instructors!!!’

He roared wildly in his heart, and his soaring blood pressure made his neck red with blood.

The cadets’ brains were blank, their faces were dull, and their eyes were scattered.

Looking at the three "monster" instructors in front of them with different styles and "special" to the extreme, they felt as if there were ten thousand grass mud horses running through their hearts, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

The monster of the Navy Headquarters...

The shining star of the new generation of justice...

Just, just like this! ! ? ?

A gangster,

A hot-blooded idiot,

A wretched uncle...

These three guys will become their instructors! ?

Impossible...Absolutely impossible...I must be dreaming!

The freshmen's heads were buzzing, and in an instant they regretted coming to this training camp.

Then they seemed to remember something, and their eyes looking at Zefa became weird.

It seems that these three... were all taught by Mr. Zefa, right?

Feeling those strange eyes, Zefa's old face instantly turned red like pig liver, and he almost lost all his face in this life.

He wanted to break up with these three bastards on the spot.

His reputation... was ruined.

"The last one, Vice Admiral Darren!!"

Zeffa resisted the urge to beat up these three little ghosts, covered his chest, and roared loudly.

'Darren boy, it's all up to you! ! '

He shouted wildly in his heart.

Now he just hoped that Darren's performance could be a little normal, so as to barely maintain his pitiful dignity as a former admiral and chief instructor of the military academy.

After the voice fell, the field became quiet again.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath and waited quietly.

Although the shock of the first three was too great, they were all familiar with the name of Rogers Darren.

What kind of person is this person who killed the legendary pirate Shiki the Golden Lion?

Each of them was very curious.

Zefa looked at the expectation in their eyes and couldn't help but sweat secretly.

At this time, a steady and powerful footsteps came slowly.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and the scene that came into their eyes made them all stunned.

Dor looked at the other side with a brilliant look in his eyes, and a blush of excitement appeared on his face.

A tall and slender figure walked slowly into the training ground.

The man had a head of messy black hair, and his eyes under the hair were deep and dark, like the stars in the night sky.

The nose was high, the eyebrows were like knives, and the slightly thin lips were slightly raised with a rebellious and casual arc.

He has an upright figure, and his straight military uniform perfectly sets off his perfect figure, which is full of a domineering and wild masculine charm.

HeWith his hands in his pockets and a lit cigar in his mouth, the smoke was flying, and the wide white cape behind him fluttered in the wind and sand.

Majestic and calm!

In an instant, everyone present, regardless of gender, fixed their eyes on that figure and could not move away.

Their eyes followed the footsteps of the vice admiral until the latter came in front of everyone.

He raised his mouth and showed a bright and sunny smile.

"Hello everyone, I am your senior, Rogers Darren."

The world was quiet for a moment.

Then——

"I choose Instructor Darren!"

"I choose Instructor Darren!"

"I also choose..."

The voices of the cadets vying for the first place continued to ring, arguing red in the face.

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