Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Time passed.

Soon a few days passed.

Navy headquarters, military academy isolation area.

In the secret room filled with purple poison gas, a sound of deep inhalation suddenly came out.

Immediately, an unbelievable scene took place.

The terrifying purple poison gas that was enough to corrode rocks suddenly rolled violently, like a deep lake suddenly boiling, stirring constantly, and in the blink of an eye, a purple tornado visible to the naked eye was formed!

The thick poison gas that was enough to easily poison dozens of giant dinosaurs kept rolling, and was inhaled into someone's nostrils within a few seconds.

The air in the secret room suddenly returned to normal, the ventilation system opened automatically, and fresh air rushed in from the pipes, clear and empty.

Darren sat cross-legged on the cold steel floor, his face flashing purple and blue, and finally all suppressed.

"Progress is getting slower and slower..."

He slowly opened his eyes, a hint of helplessness flashed across his eyes, and he sighed.

Physique +0.03...

Feeling that his physical strength data was only 96.111, Darren knew that continuing to "guide practice" with Magellan would not have a significant effect on his own improvement.

"But, but Instructor Darren, I have tried very hard..."

In the corner of the secret room, Magellan squatted there panting, holding his knees with his hands, looking aggrieved.

Darren glanced at him unhappily.

"Really? Don't think I don't know... You are trying to suppress your potential, right?"

"How do you know?"

Magellan was stunned and looked at Darren in disbelief.

Darren: "..."

"Tell me, why did you do this, Magellan?"

"You should also know that my time is limited. I can't always stay at the headquarters to take care of you."

Instructor Darren was angry...

Magellan looked at Darren timidly and whispered:

"I, I don't want to hurt other students."

Darren was stunned.

Magellan continued.

"After your guidance during this period of time, I thought I could control my abilities well... So I accepted Peng En's invitation and had a meal with him."

"He was very concerned about my condition. We are good friends... It was fine at the beginning, but during the meal, I don't know if I was too happy, just, just..."

Darren frowned and asked:

"What's wrong with you?"

Magellan's eyes were red and he hugged his knees tightly.

"... I farted accidentally."

Darren: "..."

The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Magellan said with a sad face:

"I didn't mean it, I swear."

"But I couldn't control it, and then Peng En fell down, along with everyone else in the hotel..."

"Fortunately, it was just a fart, and the toxin content was not high. After timely treatment, everyone was fine."

After saying that, Magellan lowered his head and whispered:

"Forget it, Instructor Darren. People like me should always hide in a closed room, even close their hearts."

"I am very grateful for your guidance... but I don't want to become stronger."

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

"--Are you afraid that one day, because your ability becomes too strong to control, you may even take the life of your partner?"

Darren looked at Magellan's dejected look quietly and interrupted him.

"Or, those good friends in the past will alienate you because of your ability, and you are afraid that you can't accept it?"

Magellan didn't speak, bit his lip, and nodded with red eyes.

This kid...

Darren laughed dumbly.

"Magellan, you have such a gentle heart, I admire it."

"But as your instructor, I don't want you to dislike your ability because of this."

"What happened in the hotel was just an accident... Yes, I can't guarantee that under my guidance and your own efforts, you can perfectly control your own devil fruit ability."

"But you shouldn't bear all the pressure by yourself."

He stood up.

"Not only will you become stronger, your partners and your friends will also work hard to become stronger."

"As long as they really treat you as a friend, they will not dislike you."

Magellan raised his head and asked in a daze:

"Really, really?"

Darren smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Really, you see, haven't we become good friends now?"

"And..."

He pointed out the window.

"Your friends don't seem to dislike you either, isn't it? "

Magellan was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction pointed by Darren.

Outside the special glass window, a figure in protective clothing stood in the sun and waved to Magellan.

His skin was pale and his face was sunken, but his eyes showed a gentle smile, and he was holding a pile of fruits and food in his hands.

"Peng En..."

Magellan's eyes gradually brightened.

Darren smiled at him and encouraged:

"Go, your friend seems to invite you to dinner."

Magellan nodded heavily.

"Thank you, Instructor Darren! "

……

After leaving the quarantine area, Darren strolled leisurely in the military academy.

Magellan's biggest problem lies in his own heart knot. Even with his own guidance, it is only a little psychological encouragement for him. Whether he can finally pass that level depends on himself.

Everyone has his own way to go.

At this time, a seagull suddenly flew across the sky, making a cheerful cry.

A roll of newspaper was thrown from the sky, and Darren reached out to catch it.

Freshly baked newspaper.

Darren opened the newspaper and saw the front page The headline was a pre-release report on the ceremony of conferring the title of Shichibukai in ten days.

At the same time, the final list of Shichibukai also appeared in the report.

One by one, the familiar names, the faces with arrogant laughter and oppression in the photos gradually came into the eyes of the vice admiral.

His eyes finally fell on the last name and photo.

That was the sixth person who joined.

He gradually raised the corners of his mouth.

…

New World, a certain island.

Don Quixote Family Station.

“Dover!!”

Torrebol stumbled into the station hall, and the two snots hanging under his nostrils kept swaying as he ran.

His face flushed with excitement, and Diamanti and other cadres followed closely behind, their faces full of uncontrollable joy.

“I say, I say… You made it!! "

Trebol rushed to the center of the hall, panting as he looked at the blond young man who was sleeping on the sofa with his face covered by a book, and raised the newspaper in his hand high.

"Seven Warlords of the Sea! !"

Doflamingo took off the book, stood up, took the newspaper handed over by Trebol, and glanced at it quickly.

He was silent for a moment, threw down the newspaper with a face without sadness or joy, and walked slowly to the window.

Trebol and others stared at their young master's behavior in a daze, not knowing why.

Doflamingo, standing in front of the glass window, paused for a few seconds, as if he took a deep breath.

Pushing the glass window open with both hands, the clear breeze and sunlight from the outside world shone in, blowing up a pink feather coat.

Under the sun,

Doflamingo, wearing sunglasses, looked at the distant town, island, sea and endless sky.

The body gradually began to tremble and tremble slightly .

He covered his face with his hands, raised his head, and a smile gradually rose at the corner of his mouth.

"咈咈咈咈咈..."

The bright sunshine fell like the wind, and his short golden hair was like a dazzling and noble crown.

Seeing this, Trebol and others knelt on one knee with respect and enthusiasm.

...

New World.

Happy Street.

On the top floor of the hotel, in a luxurious box.

Stussy, wearing a black hollow lace nightgown, slowly put down the newspaper in her hand and dialed a telephone bug number expressionlessly.

"Issued an invitation. In the name of the Queen of Happy Street, I invite Vice Admiral Rogers Darren of the Navy Headquarters and the new King of the Seven Warlords of the Sea Don Quixote Doflamingo to come to Happy Street for a gathering tomorrow night. "

After hanging up the call, Stussy turned her office chair and looked down at the prosperous and extravagant island below.

She picked up a glass of blood-red wine, and her white fingers like green onions gently twisted the goblet and shook it gently.

The box gradually rippled with sad and comfortable jazz music.

Stussy closed her eyes, as if she thought of some beautiful picture, and her bright red lips slightly raised a cunning arc.

The slender toes were raised, and the bright red nail polish was shining under the charming light.

A pair of fish-mouth high heels inlaid with broken diamonds The shoes were neatly placed at her feet, the ten-centimeter high heels were as exquisite as works of art.

The arc of her mouth corners continued to expand.

Her cheeks became red, as if due to excessive excitement, two sharp fangs gradually grew, and the slender black bat wings spread out from behind.

…

At this moment, at that moment.

Navy headquarters, Navy Vice Admiral;

Family residence, Celestial Dragon boy;

Happy Street, Bat Queen;

Three completely different places, three completely different faces, but they all showed the same confident smile.

"I won!"

They said in unison.

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