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

In the elite training base, in the classroom, Arthur voluntarily sat in the last row with Cooper in order not to disturb others in class.

What he didn't expect was that military life in this world was so leisurely.

But it is really hard...it trains people to death.

"1. The knowledge that must be known for navigation on the Grand Route, the record pointer, the permanent pointer..."

A female instructor wearing a cloak of justice is speaking at the podium to the elites who have not yet graduated about the knowledge related to the Great Voyage navigation compass.

Every soldier has a spherical compass needle in his hand.

It's called: record pointer.

It is a necessity for sailing on the Grand Route and heading to the next island. After arriving at an island, you need to spend a certain amount of time on that island to record the magnetic field of that island.

Cooper looked at the record pointer on his ankle and looked at Arthur blankly: "Cooper?" (Do I have to learn it too?)

"Of course, if you can understand it, then learn it from me." Arthur listened attentively. This knowledge was the key to saving his life at sea in the future.

Permanent pointer: A special pointer that, once it records the magnetic field of an island, will never be affected by the magnetic field and will permanently lock onto that island.

Due to its special nature and small quantity, it is generally only used to record frequently visited islands.

Arthur was listening to the class, his eyes gradually becoming dazed and he couldn't help but glance at each of the young and beautiful female soldiers.

"Military beauty?" Arthur stole a glance at her and thought to himself, "No wonder Kaji shamelessly pursued her..."

He found that in this huge classroom, only the beauty of Gion was the most pleasing to his eyes.

"2. Observe the wind direction. This is the most important point in navigation. Please listen carefully..."

After a few classes, the navigation instructor, the nutritionist instructor, and a bunch of other instructors with knowledge of the ocean took turns in the classroom to impart all kinds of essential maritime knowledge to the elite recruits.

Arthur also took note of it in his mind because he thought it was very important.

"The last class is the self-style assessment. There are less than two months left until your natural graduation. It's time to evaluate your own style."

The moment Chief Instructor Zefa and two ordinary instructors entered the classroom, all those who fell asleep during class or those who had difficulty concentrating stood in awe.

His presence was highly respected.

"For this assessment paper, you only need to fill in the first ten questions carefully. You can write whatever you want for the last ten questions."

The ordinary instructor handed out something similar to a test paper from the podium to Arthur's desk in the last row.

They stared at Cooper in bewilderment and asked Arthur, "Is it going to be sent out too?"

"Send it. He's wearing a hat. He's a soldier."

The two instructors looked at each other and gave Cooper an evaluation paper and a pen.

This made Arthur next to him look calm as he looked at the evaluation paper in his hand.

"1. What would you do if you encountered an enemy you couldn't defeat?"

"2. How do you choose between the soldier's life and your life?"

"3. (Vice Admiral Karp's note: New question) A baby and an old man are trapped on an island, and you have a small boat that can carry two people. What should you do?"

"4. When faced with a task, what attitude will you have when carrying it out?"

"5. When you encounter world nobles during a mission, will you prioritize protecting civilians or world nobles?"

"6. Why do you want to become stronger?"

"7. As the future of the Navy, how do you view the Navy as an organization now?"

"8. When carrying out a mission that requires sacrificing your life, what choice will you make?"

"9. If you had to choose between the life of a civilian and a soldier, who would you choose?"

“10. How do you evaluate your own sense of justice?”

"11. Will you give up everything you have to please the world's nobles?"

"12. Will you sacrifice yourself to protect the world's nobility?"

The assessment paper consists of two pages, with a total of twenty blank questions waiting to be answered.

Except for the first ten, the rest are all about the views and protection of the "Celestial Dragons".

The elites gathered in this classroom are either the sons and daughters of a noble family, or talented people with extraordinary talents in a certain field.

Looking at the questions on the paper, Arthur felt like they were a test of his humanity and morality.

In fact, he has the value of self-sacrifice in his heart, but none of the above can make him make sacrifices, especially the last ten questions, which are all set up for the benefit of the Celestial Dragons.

"If I fill in the last ten questions in a flattering manner and make the Celestial Dragons happy, I will definitely be promoted to a high position, right?" Arthur sneered and began to write randomly.

Behind each question, there were only a few big words written: "Depending on the situation on site."

After he finished writing, he looked at Cooper who was writing the judgment paper with his mouth, and his face turned black on the spot: "Why did you write my name all over it?"

Cooper was startled and twisted his neck to look at Arthur: "Cooper..." (But I can only write your name...)

After all the assessment papers were handed in, Zefa took a look at Arthur's first... Then he smiled and cursed softly:

"You bastard, are you not going to let anyone know you?"

Arthur joined the navy in order to become stronger, not to stay in the navy wholeheartedly. Once this organization disappoints him and he finds that he is no longer of any use to it, he will leave decisively.

Zefa looked at Arthur, who was sitting by the window in the last row, gazing at the sea and letting the sea breeze caress his cheeks.

"Over there at the Ship Harbor Scrapyard...it sounds like someone is firing artillery fire..." Arthur looked at the Ship Harbor Scrapyard and heard a loud explosion, but he was not sure if it was an artillery fire.

Zefa, who has always been good at judging people, now can't see through what kind of person Arthur is.

"Is this guy really just? But the previous report wasn't fabricated by the civilians on the Dorag warship, right?" Zefa thought to himself and continued to read.

……

As the sunset fell, Arthur, who had just finished a day of knowledge courses, walked to the podium in front of Zefa before leaving the classroom.

"What's wrong, kid?" Zefa narrowed his eyes and looked at Arthur and the bald eagle above his head: "Do you have any questions for me?"

Arthur didn't know if Zefa was too busy or if the other instructors didn't know either.

It has been six days since he came to Marinford, and he has not been assigned a dormitory room yet, but he is not here for this.

"Vice Admiral Garp, you should be back, right? Teacher Zephyr." Arthur asked him.

"That guy is training at the Ship Harbor Scrapyard. If you want to see him, go find him." Zefa said, then left the classroom with a pile of documents.

The class was over and Zefa felt that he should take a break.

"Hey." Arthur's back was suddenly patted by a slender white finger.

He and Cooper turned around at the same time and saw that it was Gion who had not yet left the classroom, so they asked, "What's wrong?"

"How about we go and practice swordsmanship?" This was the second time Gion asked him this question today.

Arthur stared at her at this moment, and suddenly held his chin and thought: "Well, these guys will all be famous lieutenant generals in the future. If I can make friends with them, the benefits to me will be obvious."

"It just so happens that Gion seems to be a very loyal person and even worried about Luffy in front of Garp."

"Well... but if I contact her, I will be hated by that lickspittle Kaji..."

"Is this like a toad wanting to eat a swan, and can only sit in a well and imagine things? But am I a toad? Obviously not..."

Thinking of this, Arthur didn't care anymore. Even though his muscles were still aching, he couldn't refuse the opportunity to make friends with someone who recognized him.

"Then let's give it a try. I also want to try the ice dragon's ability." Arthur agreed firmly.

Ice dragon? What ice dragon?" Gion asked curiously.

"My sword is called Ice Dragon. I named it when I woke up today." Arthur answered calmly and walked out of the classroom.

Only after such close contact did he understand what the word "sexy" meant.

Gion is so hot that most men can't help but feel lustful when standing in front of her.

She looked at Arthur walking away and couldn't help but said depressedly: "Is it because my figure and beauty are not attractive enough? Or is that guy physically defective?"