One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

pat!

This was the sound of custom navy leather shoes stepping on the door frame, and Loa looked at the sound. Sure enough, the only one who would wear this kind of shoes in the elite camp, except him, is the N generation of the army, Simon.

"Why? Do you still want to hurt me?" As soon as he saw Simon, Loya became annoyed, his face turned sideways, and he squinted at him.

If it wasn't for this guy, I would definitely be able to finish the fitting process just now.

Simon didn't care about Loya's impatience, he quietly walked to Loya's bedside and picked up the basket of fruits: "I think, you shouldn't need these now, so I'll take them back and make them. Salad. Oh yeah..."

Simon pointed to the corner of the wall and diverted his attention before Loya came back to his senses and exploded: "Ice cubes are frozen in the refrigerator over there. Eat that when you are hungry."

After saying this, Simon hugged the fruit and ran away without looking back with a swoosh.

Just after closing the door, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a few ice spears pierced through the wooden door of the ward, and continued to pounce on him unabated.

Simon was so frightened that an old donkey rolled and avoided the attack, and ran away with a crawl.

"cut!"

Not hearing the expected scream, Loya pursed her mouth unwillingly. But Simon's funny reminded him.

It seems that I haven't eaten anything since the end of the battle!

"At this time, the cafeteria is closed."

For Loya, who has a terrible appetite, things like starvation...

boom!

The surging magic burst out in an instant, and after the pseudo-dragon transformation, Loya tried his best to suck the smell in the air with his nose, trying to find food.

It stands to reason that he can smell the fragrance of the ingredients at most, and then follow the source of the smell. However, unexpectedly, a strong meat aroma was not far away, and it was getting closer and closer.

"This smell is... eel rice and braised meat, no! It's Mr. Kuzan!" Loya sniffed the smell in the air carefully, his eyes lit up, and the whole person suddenly turned into a black line outwards rush away.

At the door, Kuzan's eyelids jumped, who had not turned his head yet.

All I can think about is a roundhouse kick.

bang!

Loya, who had just rushed to the door, immediately fell down, and the floor was smashed into a cobweb-shaped pit. But for him, this attack is no big deal.

With his face still embedded in the ground, Loya flicked his palm, and two icicles quickly stretched out, turning into two hands to take the real rice bucket in Kuzan's hand.

It really deserves to be the number one rice bucket in the boot camp!

Seeing Loya lying on the ground and still not forgetting to take the food, Kuzan murmured.

But this also proved that his guess was correct. Instead of giving Loya such medicine or such medicine, it would be better to feed him a little ice cubes regularly.

It was only after thinking about it for a while that Kuzan came back to his senses and realized that the big rice bucket he brought with him had already been eaten and his head was high.

Loya's mouth was full of oil, and her clothes and sheets were covered in oil. Seeing this, Ku sighed in admiration: "Eat slowly, and no one is vying for you. Saying that you can stop spilling oil everywhere, the cleaners are usually busy enough to wash blood."

"#￥%@%...\u0026amp;\u0026amp;*￥."

"What?" Kuzan was stunned, he didn't understand what Loya was saying. Is this the dialect of which place?

"Grumbling gurgle...cough! Cough!"

Yes, this is choking.

Kuzan's old face darkened, half of his body turned into ice cubes, and his voice was frosty: "Don't talk while chewing, do you understand?"

Geek!

Embarrassingly raised his head, Loya swallowed the food hard, hehe smiled: "Understand, understand!"

"Humph!" Kuzan snorted coldly, but did not continue to hold on.

While Loya was eating slowly, Kuzan still asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

"I said, Loya. Are you hiding something from me?"

Hearing Kuzan's words, Loya didn't think it would be strange that the other party could find the problem. In terms of his familiarity, Zefa couldn't keep up with Kuzan.

When the Prison Deathmatch began, others, such as the Flying Squirrel and everyone from the Elite Battalion, didn't notice anything wrong. After all, who knows if he is in a bad mood?

Only Kuzan, who keenly found out that the situation was wrong, kept his mind.

In this regard, what else can Loya say, he can't say "As expected of a general"!

However, regarding this point, Zefa and Warring States have already issued a seal order to themselves. As a person, although it is not very formal, it is indeed the navy. With the orders of the Admiral and the Chief Instructor of the Recruit Battalion, Loya will not go against it.

And, this is the path that Loya chose.

So... I'm sorry, Mr. Kuzan.

Loya's eyes dodged for a while, grinning, and the mouthful of food residue sprayed everywhere: "Ahahahaha, is there? I have something to hide from you, what a joke, Mr. Kuzan."

"Oh, is that so?" Kuzan replied indifferently, then fell into deep thought.

In the face of Loya, who obviously didn't want to talk, Kuzan didn't have a good idea. But one thing he can be sure of, this matter is not a matter of harm to himself, or the navy.

Because just now, Loya's eyes were a little struggling to dodge, and he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say anything. This means that Loya is worried that the plan will change unpredictably after telling him the matter, and even said that someone ordered him not to tell him.

If there was a hint of fear in his eyes, then Kuzan would definitely force Loya to say it mercilessly. Because of that look, he had seen it too many times during his years as a general.

Because that is because he is worried that the consequences of speaking out will completely anger himself, and he is lying. The pirates he captures often show that look, trying to evade trial.

As an admiral of the navy, what can irritate himself is basically something related to the navy.

Kuzan's expression told Loya that he was not going to ask any more questions. Loya was relieved and continued to eat the food in the bucket.

In any case, no one can deny the hard work Kuzan paid for himself.

Deceiving Kuzan was undoubtedly a huge torture for Loya. At this time, Loya can only be glad that although what he wants to do is hidden and deviant, the final result allows him to continue standing in front of Kuzan upright and open, and will not strip the relationship between the two.

Just, it takes a little time.

The two fell silent, and Kuzan didn't say anything more until Roja finished eating. In the end, Kuzan brought up the clean bucket, got up and walked out, at the door, he paused: "By the way, Loya, Teacher Zefa asked Vega Punk to make him a robotic prosthesis called a smasher. , it is estimated that it will be completed in a few days.”

"A machine... a prosthetic limb?" Loya remembered what he said to himself in the Burning Mountain on Heathville Island, and suddenly smiled: "I see, Mr. Kuzan."

Kuzan took a deep look at Loya, didn't say anything, turned his head and closed the door.