Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Chapter 808

Half an hour later.

The terrain in this mountain stream has almost completely changed.

The stream has stopped flowing, the trees have fallen, and the ground has collapsed and cracked.

Huoshaoshan and others fell to the ground in all directions, with bruises and swollen faces, grimacing in pain, and the scene was simply horrible.

"Then let's stop here for today's special training."

Darren sat on Jiaji's chest without any posture, his eyes swept across everyone's face, and he smiled and exhaled a dragon-like smoke, feeling comfortable all over.

His guess was indeed correct.

Moderate exercise helps to recover from his injuries.

Now I feel that my breathing has become much smoother.

"Go back and have a good rest, see you tomorrow at the same time."

The words with a gloating tone immediately attracted another wave of wailing.

...

At night.

After a simple meal, Darren came to the beach of the island with a bottle of wine in his hand.

The cool sea breeze blew over, and the waves beat rhythmically against the rocks on the shore.

A broad-backed one-armed figure had already stood on the shore, and the cigar in his mouth had been lit, and the flames were bright or dim in the night.

The familiar white cloak was gone, replaced by a wide and deep black cloak.

The back of the former admiral looked particularly solemn.

"Teacher Zefa."

Darren shouted and threw the wine in his hand.

Zefa took the wine, took a look, and smiled:

"Sherry."

Darren walked slowly to his side and smiled:

"Yes, this is your favorite wine... Kuzan likes to drink it very much, saying that this is the most domineering wine."

"Kuzan..."

Hearing this name, Zefa's eyes were dazed for a moment.

"That brat is too passionate, just like me when I was young..."

He pursed his cracked lips.

"...sooner or later, he will suffer."

Darren glanced at him and said calmly:

"Everyone has their own path to take... This is what you taught us, Mr. Zefa."

Zefa fell silent.

He looked at the sherry in his hand and suddenly asked:

"Darren, do you think my life is a failure?"

He unscrewed the sherry in his hand, raised his head and took a gulp, choking and coughing violently, gasping for breath and staring at the sea in the distance, and smiled self-deprecatingly:

"I have longed to be a hero since I was a child, and I want to protect the justice of this world... But in the end, I can't protect anything."

"--You protected Ah Shi."

Darren interrupted Zefa and said in a deep voice:

"The success or failure of life should not be judged so simply."

"You may not be a hero of the navy, but you have already been a hero in the eyes of countless people;"

"You may not be able to protect your family, but you have protected me and the families of countless people;"

"You may not be able to become a navy marshal, but your legend is still circulating on the sea."

"I can give many examples like this, but the most important point is that, Mr. Zefa..."

He looked at the teacher with a frosted face in front of him seriously, and said word by word:

"Your life has not yet come to an end."

Zefar was stunned and silent for a long time, then he laughed:

"You are still a good talker."

"If Sakaski were to answer this question, he would probably say "Yes, your life is a failure, Teacher Zefa."

Darren nodded and said:

"It doesn't make sense."

Zefar: "..."

He took a deep breath, resisted the urge to beat up the brat, and said slowly:

"Darren, I know you are worried about me, and you are also worried about Jiaji and others... You actually want to invite us to join the North Sea Fleet."

"But as you said, everyone has their own way to go."

"What is true justice... I didn't understand it before, and I still don't understand it now, but this doesn't mean that I will give up."

He smiled faintly as if relieved.

"Before, when I was in the navy, I didn't see many things so clearly... But now, the answer may be different."

Zeff turned around, his slightly hunched body gradually straightened up, and his one-armed fist clenched.

"I will lead them to rebuild an army, an army that is completely out of the control of the world government!"

"... to pursue true justice!"

At the moment of saying the last sentence,

A deep momentum suddenly burst out from Zephyr's body and spread out.

The solemn black cloak danced wildly in the wind, rustling.

——He was as sharp as an unyielding war spear!Darren's eyes were dazed and he was slightly startled.

So that's it...

Have you also awakened the Conqueror's Haki?

He quickly reacted and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Wait, why did I say "also"?

Darren carefully sensed Zefa's momentum, and a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Obviously, the Conqueror's Haki has just awakened, but this strength... is no less than that of the Warring States!

Wait, why did I say "also" again?

...

After saying goodbye to Zefa, Darren walked home along the beach.

Silently lit a cigar, and his thoughts drifted away with the smoke in the wind.

Since Teacher Zefa has made a decision, he will no longer force it.

After all, the current Zefa is different from the original plot.

Not only did he obtain the Floating Fruit, but he also successfully awakened the Conqueror's Haki, which is an epic enhancement.

As long as his injuries are fully recovered, coupled with the customized mechanical arm, with his own powerful domineering and physical skills, even Roger and Whitebeard, who are now at the peak of their combat power, can fight evenly.

In addition to the mobility of the Floating Fruit, the safety of Zephyr and others is also guaranteed to a certain extent.

Thinking of this, Darren's heart is also much more stable.

But soon he was speechless again, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Once upon a time, he was such a cool navy scum.

Unexpectedly, he has become nagging now. The so-called bond is really the most annoying thing.

Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, Darren suddenly stopped.

"Why are you here?"

He raised his head, and on the coast not far away, a tall figure stood in the bright moonlight, with a high ponytail tied up with long black hair swaying gently in the sea breeze.

"I didn't come to participate in the training during the day, and now I'm here to make up for it."

Gion bit his lower lip and slowly drew out the golden sword from his waist.

Darren looked at Gion quietly, and suddenly smiled:

"I thought you were going to be angry and ignore me from now on."

Gion's face turned slightly red after being looked at by Darren's mischievous eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm not angry!"

"If you're not angry..."

The man's deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Before Gion could react, a hand with distinct knuckles had already hugged her waist.

Her eyes widened.

"What are you going to do!?"

Gion whispered in panic, and his ears turned red.