The Pirate's Ultimate Swordsman, One Man is the Royal Group

Doragg's tone was serious, desperate to know what he was fighting for, years of doubt deepening beyond control.

Hearing this, Karp also became serious:

"Don't pursue those answers, Drago, just be a good marine. Your talent and strength will help you achieve great things in the future."

Garp avoided the question with a heavy face. This was not the first time that Dragon asked him this.

"Is there something called game hunting going on there?"

"It was organized by the Celestial Dragons, and the Navy helped hide the news from the outside world, right?"

"Many similar things have happened on the sea in recent years..."

The first thing that happened when father and son reunited was the truth that Dorag wanted to find out.

He hated war and didn't understand why the navy had to listen to the World Government and let non-member countries perish one after another.

Faced with such a question, Karp remained silent.

He couldn't believe that his son would end up caring about all that political shit.

Since childhood, he had taught Dorag to live in the present moment at every moment...

"Your silence... Dad, does that mean you agree?" Dorag seemed to have a definite answer in his mind, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Dragon, live in the present and do your job well. Don't think about the unknown answers." Karp said to him: "Don't pursue answers that you don't need to know."

"But countless innocent people are dying because of the World Government. We are righteous, so why don't we speak out about it?"

When talking about the war, Dorag's tone became more and more intense, and he soon realized that he shouldn't lose his temper in front of his father.

He forced himself to be quiet, picked up the glass on the bar and took a sip.

"We can only do what we can, Drago, don't live such a heavy life." As a father, Garp just wanted Drago to stay in the navy and live as an officer like him.

I don't want him to come into contact with the dark side of this world, but it seems that nothing can be stopped.

Garp also raised his glass and clinked it with Dragon.

"By the way." After drinking the father-son wine, Karp looked around and suddenly asked:

"Where's that crow? Why isn't he following you?"

"He's back in the North Sea on leave. This mission seems to have been a big blow to him."

Mengqi and his son talked all night until early morning, and then Garp slowly returned to the Zhan Guo office.

"Falling asleep?" Garp walked in and found that Sengoku had fallen asleep while processing work documents.

In the corridor outside the office, Zefa suddenly passed by him and went to the marshal's office to report.

"Hey, Zephyr, where are you going?" When Garp saw his old acquaintance, he immediately chased after him and greeted him.

Zephyr glanced at Garp and said, "Garp? I'm going to report the results of the newcomer's combat test to Sora."

His face was full of dark circles. He hadn't slept for four days and only rested for one night before starting work.

"Newcomer? It's been almost a year since the last conscription. Are you talking about the new boy?" Karp followed him.

After each mission, there would be some rest time, which he could use to relax.

"Time flies, Garp." Zephyr came to the outside of Steel Bone Kong's office and looked at the boundless sea below the Navy Building:

“We’re all in our 40s.”

Warships carrying the most outstanding recruits from branches around the world are docking at the military port below one after another.

Under the sunshine, naval soldiers are undergoing various combat training.

"Yeah." Karp was affected by Zephyr's sudden nostalgic mood and looked at the sea with him:

"The sea breeze seems to carry the flavor of the changing times, and we are all gradually starting to age."

Being in their prime, they began to reminisce about the past and quickly opened the door and walked into the office behind them.

"Zefar! It's been almost a year, no wonder you died so early..." When Kong saw him, he said with a bright smile on his face, but suddenly he found that Zefa had dark circles under his eyes and looked like he didn't sleep well.

"Marshal, I heard from the new recruits that you also watched the combat test?" Zefa interrupted Kong and handed the document in his hand to him.

"Well, what a tough guy. I've never seen that kind of perseverance." Kong looked at Arthur's combat test report.

Praised by Zephyr as the most promising genius in the history of the Navy.

"That's right. I wonder if you have the awareness to lead an army. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, combat effectiveness is just one of the abilities." Kong said to Zephyr.

The navy is in urgent need of talent now, which can be analyzed from the information reported by the civilian officers of the Dorag warship.

He said that he was in Punk Hazard and abandoned the team for his eagle, and Sora became worried.

He is not fit to command an army and can only go to sea to carry out missions with other officers.

"Ability to command troops?" Zefa held his chin and glanced at Garp next to him quietly: "I can absolutely guarantee your combat ability, and as for your ability to command troops, you can hone it slowly. After I teach you for two months, let Garp take you out for some training, isn't that fine?"

Cap sat down on the sofa beside him, then reached out to open the table in front of the sofa, took out a bag of white snacks similar to potato chips and started eating.

When he was called, he froze for a moment, pointing at himself with a bag full of senbei in his hand:

"Me? The new recruit and me? Do you want him to die early?"

Zephyr and Sora were unable to refute this, because every time Garp went on a mission, he would go to fight the most powerful pirate group on the ocean.

That is the Roger Pirates.

"The risk of going with you... maybe. For example, in this mission, you were supposed to hunt down the Roger Pirates, so why did you join them to deal with that Golden Lion guy?" As the marshal, Kong was the first to learn about this matter.

The news has been released, and almost all forces on the sea know about it.

"There was a little accident, haha..." Garp began to quibble, and he fell into Roger's trap.

"That guy took you to stop the Golden Lion, right?" Zephyr could see the embarrassment on Garp's face: "After all, that group got the news faster than us."

"There's an intelligence expert under Roger's pirate group," Sora analyzed.

"But even if I cooperate with him, I can't let Ski get the dynamite rock, right? Who knows what he will do with that weapon." Karp immediately came out to explain.

They expressed their innocence, their merits outweighed their crimes, and minimized casualties and panic.

"In short." Zephyr sat down on the sofa where Garp was. In the upper echelons of the navy, as long as one has the strength, one does not need too much etiquette.

"I saw from the battle that the sergeant named Arthur was a very hard-working boy."

"Performance in battle can be expressed as..."

"It can be described as being so strong that nothing can take away his will, and nothing can sway his heart. Of course, this only refers to his perseverance in fighting, not other aspects."

Such a high evaluation is unprecedented in naval history.

Maybe there is, but it has been buried in the long river of history.

"What a horrible evaluation, Zefa. Don't forget that he is just a new recruit who has just joined the navy for a week."

Hearing this comment, Garp suddenly said, "Wow, if it's really that scary, it will definitely be a powerful navy in the future."

As soon as these words came out, Lian Kong quickly stood up from the marshal's chair, and together with Zefa, he flashed in front of him and covered his mouth with one hand.

"Shut up, you bastard Garp! Everything you said has never been successfully realized and has become a negative example!"

"Well…!"

After Zefa's strength test, Arthur was in a coma for a whole day and now there is no sign of waking up.

In Marinford, outside the infirmary of the training base, Cooper, who was treated as a pet, was taking a nap on a street lamp, waiting for news outside the infirmary.