The pirate's noble son of the navy

"Hey, hey, little brother, what's there to see in a temporary and crude garrison camp?" Porusalino was weak and guilty of being a thief, so he reluctantly took Rocinante and sneaked into this place full of people. A gathering area for more than three hundred navies who are about to join the Naval Academy.

He was full of helplessness and there was nothing he could do about it. God knows how a little kid could be so difficult and hateful.

"Yeah, what's there to see in a temporary and crude garrison camp?" Rosinandi laughed muffledly, and immediately fell out of favor. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Why did you just come in when I came in?" I'm impatient, k, k, I'm leaving."

Finished.

Rosinandi walked straight towards the main entrance in a swaggering manner.

Porusalino, with quick eyes and quick hands, quickly pressed Rosinandi's shoulders: "Ah~ah~, little brother, you are so bad."

Rosinandi spread her hands and pretended to be extremely innocent: "You don't want me to leave, and you don't want me to stay either. What do you want?"

Porusalino: 〃＞Dan＜, it’s obviously what you want, okay?

Rosinandi was a pure threat to Porusalino. After all, the main entrance was guarded by Navy Chief Instructor "Black Wrist" Zefa, who was responsible for receiving, caring for, and educating Polusalino and others who were preparing to train naval cadets.From there, he will definitely be discovered and interrogated again, just in case he "accidentally" reveals something.

"Which naval base do you belong to and what rank do you have?" Rosinandi changed the topic at the right time to prevent Porusalino from being unable to bear the excitement and going crazy.

Porusalino put on the brown sunglasses on his hat and replied lazily: "G, Corporal."

"Fortress G, I know, is the only branch of the Navy built in the New World. It is said that the cemetery is not only the cemetery of pirates, but also the cemetery of the Navy. The death rate and injury rate there continue to increase year by year.", Rosinand said. With a smile, he said: "Those who survive are all warriors. You are very good."

Porusalino placed his right hand on his temple, made a military salute gesture, and teased: "Thank you for the compliment, ir"

Rosinandi pouted and said: "You didn't come to Fortress G on your own, right? After the tempering of blood and fire, there should be more elites than other places."

"There are more than other places, more than a dozen people." Porusalino said absently.

"Go and have a look." Rosinand said.

Porusalino raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "Brother, please don't cause trouble for me, okay?"

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.." Rosinandi smiled and lied without drafting: "Okay, okay, don't worry, there won't be any trouble. Even if I get caught, it has nothing to do with you. I guarantee you'll be fine." Son. To put it in a straightforward way, I know Mr. Zefa, I am his descendant, and I am also a part of this Naval Academy admissions, but it is not official, I am an auditor. "

Polusalino lowered his eyes, leaned over and stared at Rosinandi for a long time, then said: "I don't believe it."

"Whether you believe it or not, as long as I believe it." Rossinandi patted Porusalino's ribs. He could only reach here. Porousalino, who was [-] meters tall, was more than a meter taller than him. .

Porusalino was speechless, hesitated for a while, and obediently became the leader, otherwise what else would he do?

Trying to ensure that no one would notice Rosinandi, Porusalino led him to the naval barracks of the "g" fortress.

The light inside the tent was dim, and there were two rows of bunk racks on the left and right. In the open space in the middle, a few strong young sailors were full of energy and couldn't stop competing in push-ups with their shirts off. There were also people giving timers, counting or Heckles and bets.

Seeing Porushalino bringing Rocinante back, someone joked: "Hey Porushalino, no matter how fast you are, you won't go out for a walk and you will have a daughter when you come back."

Rocinante rolled her eyes and hummed, "Another one."

"Ha", the other party was puzzled.

Porusalino suppressed his laughter and said, "He is a man."

"male"

"real or fake"

“It’s too long”

"Exquisite."

""

A group of guys with an average height of two meters stopped playing and came over to watch Rosinandi as if they had seen something surprising.

Not everyone, there was a guy who always sat upright on the G bunk who was unmoved.He is in his 20s and is as tall as Porusalino, even stronger.Wearing a navy hat, an open red half-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and big leather boots, his face is resolute and cold, and he is not easy to mess with at first glance.He concentrated on wiping and polishing a long knife, and occasionally stretched out his red half-sleeved shirt, revealing a colorful tattoo on his left gizzard.

Rosinandi looked at him through the cracks in the crowd and said to himself: Another "acquaintance", Sakaski.

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