Pirate: I partnered with Zefa to build a new navy!

Soon, the warship docked on the coast of this desert island.

After the ship's ladder was lowered, Ortorun walked down from the ship with a heavy war hammer on his back, followed by Gion.

"It seems that it has not been developed and no one lives in it?" After Ortorun casually looked at the island for a few times, he released the domineering spirit of knowledge and conducted a simple exploration on the surface of the island.

Sure enough, there was no one around. Altoron nodded, very satisfied.

In fact, if his knowledge and domineering power were more than ten meters deep into the ground, he would definitely be able to detect that there was a big problem inside the cliff in the center of the island opposite!

But normally, given the preconceived notion that this is a deserted island, no one would be so stubborn as to use their knowledge and knowledge to scratch the surface of the island, right?

Altorun can scan it with the color of knowledge, which is considered to be relatively careful.

"Today is not a full moon, but tomorrow will be. We have been sailing on the sea for so long, so we might as well let everyone come down and do some activities. Don't go too deep into the island. If there are any poisonous beasts or the like, it will only increase casualties. Let's have a barbecue party or something on the coast and relax." Ortorun touched his chin and discussed with Gion beside him.

It had been a while since we left the Red Earth Continent and arrived in the South China Sea. Gion was tired of waiting on the boat, so he immediately agreed and said, "I think it's okay."

Soon, Gion called his navy soldiers and began to prepare for tonight's barbecue party.

The soldiers in the navy were also very happy. The warships were well-stocked with supplies and manpower.

Ortorun still found a coast with gentle water to fish, to calm down his temper that had gradually become irritable in the past two days, and the navy soldiers also acted quickly.

He hasn't finished a single fish here, but the bonfire has been set up over there, and the cooks on the ship have already started preparing ingredients.

At the same time, on the cliff, Dolag and Ivankov were gathering in front of a small vent, looking at the situation outside.

Because of their height advantage, they could easily see the situation on the coast from the cliff.

In their sight, the navy warships were parked casually on the coast, and a large group of sailors disembarked from them, preparing bonfires and ingredients. Everyone looked smiling and happy. It was obvious that they were having a party. .

Dolag, who was born in the navy, smiled when he saw this and said: "I am very familiar with this situation. Occasionally, people in the navy will choose to dock at a nearby island to hold a banquet because they are physically and mentally exhausted after sailing at sea for a long time. , to improve morale, now it seems that they are in this situation, and they are not coming for us, so you can rest assured."

"Then how long will this banquet take?" Ivankov asked again.

"Normally, one night is enough, right? But maybe because of the fun tonight, they will continue to rest on the ship tomorrow and wait until the day after tomorrow before officially setting off." Dorag said with a look that I understand very well.

"I see, then there is no problem. We can avoid this danger by lurking in the base for two or three days." Ivankov smiled and relaxed a lot, and then asked casually: "Do you know which admiral of the navy that is? Maybe he's a friend of yours?"

After hearing this, Dorag came forward again and looked out through the hole a few times. After a while, he saw Gion who was helping the navy soldiers on the beach.

"It's Gion!" Dorag said with a smile on his lips: "I have a good relationship with her. When she first joined the navy, I took her as a superior officer..."

"Do you think she is a good navy?" Ivankov asked again.

"Well, Gion is a navy with a very sense of justice. She also has great potential and talent. I even think that she will be able to have the strength of an admiral in the future..." Dorag said with some emotion. : "But at that time, I was very confused. Otherwise, I might have dragged her into joining me in the promising industry of self-service army."

"When we become bigger and stronger in the future, there will be opportunities." Ivankov confidently patted Dorag on the shoulder and said.

Hearing this, Dorag laughed and said: "You are right. There are actually many reliable guys in the navy, but they have been restrained for too long. While they cannot see hope, they also give up on themselves. If If we can give them a hope and opportunity in the future, then maybe there will really be a lot to do!”

Dorag hated the darkness that the navy was mired in, and he also hated the upper class of Mariejoia and the Draconians who had caused all this.

But he actually doesn't hate his father, the Sengoku Admiral of the Navy, Mr. Zefa, or anything like that.

He knew very well that in this world, people like him were needed to stand up, overcome obstacles, and find a new path. But at the same time, people like Garp, Sengoku, and Ahe Great Counselor were also needed to survive in the quagmire. Rolling and struggling.

If it weren't for them rolling and struggling in the quagmire, the huge navy would have collapsed long ago. The ripples caused by the collapse of the navy and the impact it would have on the world would definitely be very terrifying. of.

How many people have to die behind this before the sea can return to the strange balance and calm it has now? No one knows, but it must be an astronomical number.

Although Dorag disdained the so-called 'overall view' that Sengoku, Garp and others insisted on, he understood that it was indeed a necessary sacrifice.

This sacrifice not only refers to the poor innocent people whose lives were crushed by the darkness, but also refers to the tortured hearts and spirits of these senior naval officers.

Whether it was his father, General of the Warring States Period, or Teacher Zefa, who among them did not have a sense of justice when they joined the navy?

Do they like to struggle in the quagmire, so they stay in the navy? With their strength and ability, no matter where they are after leaving the navy, their lives will definitely not be worse than they are now, right?

Why persist there?

Dorag has always felt that there are still many reliable messengers of justice in the navy, but now they have no better way out, so they can only struggle in the quagmire.

But sooner or later, he, Dolag, will bring them new choices. Maybe everything will be different by then, right?

"In the future, maybe there will be a day when we can fight side by side?" Dorag thought to himself.

Just when Dorag was thinking about these things, Ivankov suddenly said: "Huh? Who is that guy wearing the major general's epaulettes? Why does he look familiar?"

"Which one?" Dorag looked over and asked.

"It's the guy sitting far away, looking a little out of place, fishing there!" Ivankov described.

Soon, Dorag saw the figure, frowned and said: "Looking from the back, there is actually nothing familiar about it, but the warhammer he carried behind his back always felt like he had seen it somewhere... .”

After a moment, Ivankov and Dolag suddenly looked at each other, and they both said at the same time: "It's the guy who defeated the Red Earl in the newspaper before!"

"He is a powerful character. At least judging from the information in the newspaper, the Navy regards him as a new generation monster no less than Kuzan, Sakaski, Porusalino and others, and he is also a thunderbolt of the natural system. A person with fruit abilities, it is said that he has infinite strength, steel and iron bones... Speaking of which, are the three of them, Porusalino, very powerful? Are they as powerful as you?" Ivankov looked at Dolag and asked.

Dorag was stunned for a moment, touched his chin and said: "Out of pride, I think I should be more powerful than them, right? But those three guys are indeed very strong, and they should be even stronger now. Let's put it this way, One-on-one, I am confident, but once one-on-two, there is no way I can win!”

After a pause, Dorag smiled confidently and said, "Of course, I won't lose to them easily."

Listening to this, Ivankov sighed and said: "It seems that the navy is really full of talents..."

When Dorag heard this, he also said with a little emotion: "Yes, how else could the navy become the overlord of the sea?"

After observing for a while, they saw that the navy was really having a banquet. Dorag and Ivankov were completely relieved, and they left here and went back to rest.

Wait for two days, wait until the sailors are gone and life becomes calm again, and then work again.