Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

"Even you don't know where Mr. Darren went..."

After hearing Crocodile's answer, Mihawk didn't pay attention to Crocodile's black face. He just frowned, and a look of embarrassment seemed to appear on his face.

In the tavern, the pirates had run away without knowing when, leaving only the boss squatting behind the bar, holding his head and trembling.

"Wait, what do you mean by even me "also"?"

Crocodile suddenly caught something and looked at Mihawk with a strange expression.

Mihawk shook his head and said:

"I also went to Moria before, and he didn't want to answer my questions at first."

What happened later?

Crocodile was about to ask this question, but he immediately reacted before he said anything, and his mouth twitched.

There was no need to think about it. The idiot Gekko Moria must have been beaten by the kid in front of him.

Glancing at the huge black broken sword behind Mihawk, Crocodile suddenly lost interest in drinking.

When the World Government and the Navy established the Shichibukai system, there was an extremely strict review before the Shichibukai candidates were determined.

Of course, the "review" here mainly means that the bastard Darren can't kill you and leave you with an arm.

This is the rule.

But Crocodile doesn't know why Doflamingo and Fisher Tiger can "exempt" from this rule.

Fisher Tiger is fine. Judging from the incident in the Holy Land Marijoa, Rogers Darren should have a good relationship with Fisher Tiger.

As for Doflamingo...

Quickly glancing at the rebellious figure with golden hair on the screen, Crocodile frowned.

Could it be that when selecting the Shichibukai, Darren already knew Doflamingo's identity as a Celestial Dragon... and was afraid and didn't take action?

Well, this is very likely.

But then again, although the Seven Warlords of the Sea use strength as the highest standard for selection, this does not mean that the strength of the Seven Warlords of the Sea is equal.

At least in Crocodile's opinion, apart from Fisher Tiger, who has been deprived of his status as a Seven Warlord, he has no fear of facing other Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Only the "Hawkeye" Mihawk in front of him always gives him a sense of crisis.

This kid with a problem in his brain is definitely unique among the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

"So that rumor... did you really challenge Whitebeard?"

At this time, Mihawk suddenly raised his head and looked at the terrifying scar that almost ran across Crocodile's face, and asked.

Even though the wound has completely healed, the centipede-like scar still has a faint dark red color.

You can imagine how serious the injury Crocodile suffered at that time was... Maybe it was just a little bit short of splitting his head horizontally in half.

"I guess so..."

Not knowing what he remembered, Crocodile gritted his teeth, and a hint of unwillingness and anger flashed in his eyes.

"How strong is he?"

Mihawk asked again.

"...As strong as a monster."

Crocodile was silent for a long time, and then uttered a sentence in a sullen voice.

Mihawk seemed to be thinking about something.

Crocodile took a sip of strong liquor, looked up at Mihawk, and suddenly said:

"If you want to find an opponent, Whitebeard is actually a very good choice."

Mihawk glanced at him and said:

"I am just obsessed with the practice of kendo, but I am not an idiot."

Crocodile: "..."

"What do you mean by this!?"

He glared at Mihawk and gritted his teeth.

"Isn't it?"

Mihawk looked calm, with one hand on his chest, leaning back on the chair, and said calmly:

"You have not yet fully grown your strength, but you still have to challenge, and in the end almost everyone knows about it... This is obviously asking for trouble."

Crocodile's face suddenly turned red.

His body began to visibly spread with dark yellow sand, and it squirmed and twisted like a living thing.

"Relax, Crocodile, don't forget our identities... A war between the Seven Warlords of the Sea will cause a lot of trouble."

Mihawk said calmly, his eyes were calm, and he had no intention of taking action.

"You don't want the government and the navy to cause you trouble, do you?"

Seeing him like this, Crocodile could only take a deep breath, suppress his anger, pick up the wine glass, and sneer:

"I thought you would be very interested in Whitebeard."

"His "Kuromoku-Kiri" is one of the best swords."

Mihawk shook his head and said:

"Whitebeard's swordsmanship is not what he uses. "

"Puff!"

Crocodile couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of wine.

What kind of logic is this?

They both swung their swords with great force, and they were both famous swords. Darren's was swordsmanship, but Whitebeard's was not?

...

Inside Pangu City.

Hall of Power.

"Sashi ignored Dana, Marshal Kong. "

Darren retracted his gaze from the direction of the passage and slowly turned around.

A tall and burly figure, giving people a strong sense of oppression, appeared there at some point.

With a Mohawk hairstyle, bronze skin, a firm and serious face, and strong arms folded in front of his chest, he showed a granite-like thickness and hard texture.

Wearing a large navy cloak, the golden ears of wheat swaying gently on his broad shoulders looked solemn and sacred under the sunlight outside the window.

Just standing there, he gave people an insurmountable sense of oppression, like an iron wall that would never collapse.

Marshal of the Navy Headquarters, "Steel Bone" Kong!

"It's been a long time since we last met, Darren."

Steel Bone Kong looked at Darren solemnly and said in a deep voice.

Darren smiled and said:

"If I remember correctly, the last time we met was also in this holy land of Marijoa?"

"Well, when was that? By the way, at that time I had just killed the Golden Lion, and I was also covering the Navy Headquarters' operation to wipe out the Roger Pirates, and I led the Seven Warlords of the Sea to intercept the Whitebeard Pirates in the New World... I was still thinking at the time that I had perfectly completed the tasks assigned by the government and the headquarters, and what kind of reward would I get..."

"Unfortunately, the reward I got was that the Five Elders decided to arrange the Celestial Dragons' genocide competition in my North Sea."

Kymboldt Sora was silent for a few seconds, and slowly said:

"That was a test given to you by the government, and a series of events later proved that... such a test was necessary."

"The North Sea was controlled by you and separated from the World Government's member country system. As a result, various countries fell into turmoil, and the whole world fell into a huge panic because of the North Sea Fleet..."

"Do you know how historians within the government describe this period? ”

“‘The originally peaceful world had to fall into a silent fear because of Rogers Darren’s ambition. From then on, the people of the world bowed their heads and dared not look up at the sky, because they had no idea when the ghost-like fleet would come and bring them death and destruction’…”

“‘From that day on, the world entered a unique and strange era, perhaps it can be called…. ’”

He paused, stared at Darren, and said word by word:

“‘The Threat Era’.”

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