One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

Navy Headquarters, Marshal's Office.

After a night of careful discussion, Zefa and Loya stayed up all night to draft a plan, and handed it over to Warring States early the next morning.

At first, the Warring States thought that Zefa was here to discuss with him about the inauguration ceremony of Loya in a few days, so he kept chatting with him in a very relaxed tone.

Until he saw this plan, for some reason, an uncontrollable impulse came to his heart.

Snapped!

Warring States slapped the desk and asked solemnly, "...Who else knows about this plan?"

This...this is so bold!

Don't these two masters and apprentices know the seriousness of the problem!

But the most urgent task is to determine the extent of the spread of the news. This kind of thing that clearly came to oppose the world government, once it is stabbed to it, the fate of Zefa and Loya can be imagined.

"At ease, only Loya and I know about this matter. Oh yes, plus you, it's just the three of us." Zefa drank a cigar and smoked to refresh himself: "How, what do you think of this plan?"

"It's very bold, but you can give it a try!" Warring States frowned and gently touched the goat beside his feet. Excluding the factor of identity, the Warring States also had to admit the effect of this plan.

As long as Loya can go all the way according to the steps in the plan, within ten years... no! even shorter. It is possible to destroy the King's Qiwuhai without bloodshed, and this behemoth still wears a pair of pants with the navy!

"But Zefa, have you considered the consequences if something goes wrong?"

"Consequences?" Zefa raised his eyelids and looked out the window.

Looking out from the position of the Marshal's office, most of the Malinfords can be seen.

He did not answer the words of Warring States, but told something that seemed unrelated: "Do you know Warring States, since the day my son and wife left me, I have had thoughts of suicide more than once."

"Huh!?!" Warring States shivered and looked up at Zefa in shock.

"It's ridiculous, right?" Zefa laughed at himself, took a breath, let it stay in his mouth for a long time, and then slowly spit it out.

"But it's true...because I love them so much.

Their departure makes me very disappointed. "Zefa said quietly: "But fortunately, I still have you. "

He looked at the Warring States and smiled silently: "It was you who helped me get out of those dark years, and it was you who allowed me to continue fighting."

"I've also met those lovely new recruits, although they're annoyingly loud."

"I thought that was the case, my life would be like this gradually dying out...but!"

creak!

The cigar was suddenly clenched by Zefa, and the hot cigarette butt was directly snuffed out by a pair of fleshy palms.

"But! They are also dead!"

boom!

An invisible aura erupted, and the entire office trembled slightly.

Seeing Zefa in this state, Warring States could only sigh faintly.

Already, there is no need to go on, Zefa.

I understand, really, I understand it all.

While Zefa was quiet, Warring States slowly handed the plan to the goat beside his feet, watching it chew and swallow little by little.

"Then, get ready." Warring States bowed his head and said, "I will discuss with the crane about specific matters."

"...Thank you." Zefa let go of his hand and let the cigar, which had turned into a pile of crumbs in his palm, slide down the palm of his hand.

He knew how determined the Warring States was to make this decision.

The belief that he has always implemented and upheld in the past was broken by himself because of his own willfulness.

"You don't have to thank me, Zefa. I once had a draft of this kind of thing." Warring States looked at Zefa and said softly. But all of a sudden, Sengoku's face was stern, and his fists were wrapped in transparent armed domineering: "But you have to remember that if any problem occurs, we will get out of it. And you, and Loya, will become the enemy of the entire navy. !"

"do you understand?"

"Ah, yeah. I know."

After Zefa finished speaking, the room fell into silence.

I don't know how long it took, the crisp knock on the door awakened the two people in the room who were thinking alone.

Warring States sorted out his expressions, sat on top of the office, and said in a deep voice, "Come in!"

Crunch!

The door was pushed open, Zefa's deputy, Ain, who had a relationship with Loya, walked in and saluted.

"Marshal of the Warring States! Chief Instructor Zefa! The upcoming prison death battle for Elite Battalion recruit Christopher Loya is ready, please instruct!"

"Prison Deathmatch?" Sengoku and Zefa smiled at each other, and then said to Ain, "I see, let's go out!"

"Yes!"

Ain answered energetically and turned to leave.

When she came out and closed the door of the office, she suddenly realized a problem...

What does it mean to appear on your own?

Speaking of Marshal and Teacher Zefa, don't you need to look at the deathmatch list beforehand?

I have taken this list all the way, but you will not take it?

Shall we follow the procedure?

Holding the list farther and farther, Ain was in a trance.

After Ain left, Sengoku smiled and invited Zefa: "Let's go and see?"

"I should say this, Warring States." Zefa grinned and smiled: "I am Loya's teacher."

As for Ain's selection of candidates... Well, for the current Loya, is there any point in checking?

This is the confidence that Loya brought to the two with Beard's head and the former Emerald Street.

The current Loya, under the general, is an invincible existence.

......

"Actually, I've always felt that there is absolutely no need for such a programmatic thing to exist. It's bloated, cumbersome, and inefficient. You say that you spend so much military money every year on these little things, and the taxpayers will cry!"

Hearing the crazy words in his ears, the flying squirrel's face darkened: "Shut up!"

"Cut, it's very uncomfortable to be poked at the pain point, isn't it?" Next to the flying squirrel, Loya buckled his booger: "Look at these soldiers, it's rare for them to take a few days off, and they were dragged over by you on duty. There is no time for family reunion."

"That...my home is in the east..."

"Huh?!" The navy on duty just opened his mouth, and Loya suddenly turned his face, and the other party immediately shut up.

Flying Squirrel twitched the corners of his mouth as he watched, but did not answer.

No matter how powerful you are, do you dare to disobey the orders jointly issued by the Warring States Marshal and Chief Instructor Zefa?

Anyway, as long as I watch you walk into the arena, my mission is complete.

You won't be able to run until then!

After Loya frightened the navy, he continued to taunt and draw hatred.

"And the opponents you found for me are all transported by warships. Do you know how much a warship costs to go to sea? It's not economical at all! Corruption, too corrupt!"

Phew... No, I have to hold back.

The marshal looked at me on the stage, Mr. Zefa looked at me on stage, and the hateful pirates also watched me from the cage under the stage, so I couldn't leave a laughing stock.

I will endure!

The flying squir took a deep breath and inhaled, calming his heartbeat.

This is not angry!

I'm afraid I met a fake flying squirrel!

Loya looked at the flying squirrel whose expression had calmed down with a bewildered expression, feeling a little numb.

Well, it seems that this catastrophe cannot be escaped. I just don't know if I can take sick leave later.

After all... the feeling of watching a monkey show with multiple people is really uncomfortable!

A new recruit's death battle in prison, what are you arranging for so many people to do?

Not working!

If Loya wasn't the "monkey", he certainly wouldn't feel that way.

After walking along the somewhat dark passage for a long time, Flying Squirrel and Roja stopped in front of a dark and heavy iron door.

Through the gap in the railing of the small window of the iron gate, you can see that on the other side of the gate is a huge circular flat.

There are high protective walls all around, and hundreds of elite navies are patrolling like eagles with guns.

"You're there, go in by yourself."

Flying Squirrel said to Loya, his tone finally relaxed.

If he stayed any longer, he was really afraid that he would stab Loya in the forehead.

There is no need to say, mainly because of the sullenness of this road!

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