Become a revolutionary mentor from a pirate

When Zhan Momomaru was very young, he almost starved to death because there was no food. In the end, he was adopted by Bega Punk. Although he was not an adoptive father, it was kindness.

Since Vegapunk disappeared a few years ago, Zhan Momomaru, who has joined the Scientific Defense Force, has never given up looking for him. Of course, the World Government has also not given up.

Without comparison, you can't tell the difference. Vince Moggadhi has been here for a few years after Operation North Sea, but the progress of the project is still slow. The result is what Germa did.

"Say..."

Porusalino swallowed the last mouthful of noodles: "Don't worry. Maybe that guy is living more comfortably than you and me now. He just disappeared. With his huge head, anyone will ask."

"Ask me, Vegapunk! What does this name mean? It has been widely spread in the past few years. The technology that allows warships to cross the windless zone is very famous."

Zhan Momomaru snorted: "If you are held hostage by evil pirates, old man, can you still be so leisurely?"

Porusalino stood up and stretched: "Who knows? These days are passing day by day. If there is a mission, I have to leave."

Just as he was talking, the phone bug in his arms rang.

After the connection was connected, Sengoku's voice came from inside: "Lieutenant General Porusalino, the slaves of the Celestial Dragons on Mariejoia were released more than a week ago. The World Government has now found out the slaves' information, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Porusalino covered his forehead and replied: "Punk Hassad has to defend itself, and the pirates in this sea area also need me to deal with it. Marshal, this kind of thing is to help the Celestial Dragons find slaves. , I really don’t have time.”

Sengoku, who was opposite the phone bug, could feel Porusalino's resistance, and the big reason was also mentioned: to help the Tianlong people find slaves.

Basically, no navy is willing to do this kind of thing, but someone has to do it anyway.

The ability of the Shining Fruit is more special than that of Kuzan and others, because the speed of light is very fast and it can fly to a certain extent.

So on the World Government side, Porusalino has a certain importance.

Let him be, better than Sakaski.

"There were many slaves who escaped from Mariejoia, and many of them found out where they came from."

Warring States said in a lower voice: "In addition, the World Government's requirement is that if the person who sent them back to their hometown is found, there is no need to arrest or recapture the slaves. The target only needs to be handed over to CP's agents for surveillance."

Porusalino's squinted eyes opened slightly: "Is that so? It would be much simpler this way, and there would be no need to arrest those poor slaves."

"Master Marshal, do you know who did it? He released all the slaves on Mariejoia. Tsk, tsk, tsk... it's really scary."

Warring States hesitated for a moment, and finally replied: "I didn't explain, but there is a high probability that it is that guy, your old rival."

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Porusalino touched the back of his head. No wonder he felt a little cold here just now. It turned out to be related to this guy wearing a mask.

Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for a long time since the last conversation we had.

"Let's set out as soon as possible. With that number of slaves, it's very likely that a batch of slaves will be absorbed. Just sort them out and hand over the list to the World Government."

Porusalino sighed and agreed.

After all, he is the fastest, flying in elemental form, and it doesn't take long to travel from Punk Hassad to the Four Seas.

It is obvious that the World Government has considered that the way the Revolutionary Army sends people away is probably not by sailing, so if they want to distinguish the slaves who have returned home and those who have joined, he will need to make a trip.

It's just...the revolutionary army.

The conversation with the cloaked man reappeared in Porusalino's mind again.

The world is sick, but no one can cure it...

It's like a huge poisonous insect lying on the trunk of a tree, capable of devouring all healers and destroying the tree.

"Does the old man want to leave?"

Zhan Taomaru on the side interrupted his thoughts: "If you want to go out, remember to help keep an eye on the whereabouts of Old Bega Punk this time. If there are any clues, remember to bring him back."

Porusalino nodded casually, put on the cloak of justice and walked outside.

The Vegapunk guy disappeared in O'Hara. As an old friend from the past, he had investigated after his disappearance.

An apprentice and an old friend, how could he just let this relationship go unchecked, and he also knew his old friend.

Vegapunk went to O'Hara no doubt for the book knowledge there. But those books were all burned by the Demon-Slaying Order, and the people of the World Government ignored these books as well.

But...he looked at some remaining scraps of paper.

All... are not knowledge. It is more appropriate to call them small talk books, and the quantity is far from enough.

Obviously, those books may have been transferred before the Demon-Slaying Order.

And if this is the case, are those scholars who are willing to die without any resistance really the last scholars?

There are not many people in this world who are interested in O'Hara's knowledge and Vegapunk.

Just as Porusalino walked out of the institute, he saw a researcher holding a square screen and tinkering with it while walking along the perimeter of the institute.

Without thinking much, Porusalino headed towards the port.

But after he left, Kevin looked back, thought about taking back the detector that could not detect energy, and followed him directly.

The detectors on Punk Hassad did not detect huge energy, so there is a high probability that the mechanical soldier has not been sent over yet.

In this case, killing Vince Mokgarji would disrupt the possibility of transporting giant mechanical soldiers to Punk Hassad.

But when I met Porusalino unexpectedly, and it was still the same situation, it would be unreasonable not to communicate with him.

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Starting from Punk Hassad, the original order from above was for him to rush to the hometown of slaves as soon as possible and give a list of those who would go back and those who would not.

But this kind of thing, which has always been ambiguous justice, Porusalino felt that he could take a boat.

Anyway, he set off as soon as he received the notice, right?

In fact, if he really transformed into elements and left, there was no way Kevin could keep up. After all, there were no spatial coordinates left on him, and the speed difference between the Moon Step or the Kunai Toss would be too much.

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On the first day, the warship arrived at the first target island, an ordinary town at the beginning of the new world.

The warship stayed off the coast of the island. Porusalino did not let the accompanying navy come with him, and went to the island alone.

It's just that after he got off the ship, an ordinary marine also got off the ship, and then turned into an ordinary town resident.

"Ah la la...the first point is here, right?"

Porusalino scratched his head and looked up and around, only to find that many people in the town were stunned after seeing him, then put down what they were doing and hurriedly avoided him.

Hate the Navy?

No, although this island is located in the New World, because it is within the advancement range of the navy, safety and other matters are protected by the navy.

The quality of the New World G1 branch is not bad. After all, it is adjacent to Marinefando, so are you planning to inform?

"call……"

Porusalino exhaled, saying that he had predicted that this kind of work would be difficult to do.

Fortunately, it was just a confirmation. If we really want to take these slaves back, I'm afraid... I won't be able to sleep for many days.

After thinking for a moment, Porusalino headed in the direction where the few people had left, and soon arrived in front of a courtyard.

We found this place without asking, so those who came here to tip off the information might as well remain silent and stay put.

"Excuse me……"

Before Porusalino could say anything, he saw a middle-aged man pointing a fork at him, with a look of anger and determination on his face.

"There is no one you are looking for here, get out of here Navy!"

Well……

"It's really scary."

Porusalino immediately raised his hands, his eyes looking helpless under his sunglasses.

If he answered like this without asking, wouldn't it mean that the slave has returned here?

If he is an agent of the World Government, what is the difference between such an action and surrendering himself?

"Okay, I'm just making sure. So the girl with black hair, about twenty years old, didn't come back, right?"

The middle-aged man still held up the steel fork: "Yes! He didn't come back!"

Porusalino recorded it in the book in his hand, thought for a while and said: "If someone comes next time, you'd better not think about it just like that. I recorded it for you and didn't come back. But someone may come back to investigate later, so... can you be smarter next time?”

⊙_⊙

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, his anger subsided, and he looked at the other party blankly.

So...this is a good guy?

"Thank you...thank you."

Porusalino sighed: "So how can you believe me so easily? If I just lied to you, wouldn't I be about to go in and capture your daughter now?"

"Ah?!"(Д)

Forget it, it’s hopeless.

Porusalino turned around and left, but the middle-aged man behind him knelt down directly.

The villagers who had tipped him off were also looking at his back.

Well, this feels pretty good.

Soon, after the person who recorded the first location did not return, Porusalino headed again to the second location.

A week later, after passing through the special passage, we headed to the first half of the Grand Line.

This time has actually passed the time agreed between Kevin and Tiger, but Fishman Island is just there to have a look. In comparison, he is more interested in finding an opportunity to drag Porusalino into the water.

In the past few days, the lieutenant general's little notebook recorded that he had not met anyone who sent slaves, and that the slaves had not returned.

The slowing down was to avoid encounters, and the record not coming back was to prevent these people from being sent to Mary Joa again.

Although the order above was not to bring her back but to monitor her, once it was confirmed that she was an escaped slave, it was not certain whether she would be recaptured in the future.

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Grand Line, Forchart Island.

Porusalino, who went to the island as usual, felt a different atmosphere. The people on the island seemed to have something to say.

Soon, he found out where the little girl lived.

Didn't go in, just knocked outside the yard.

When the door opened, a man in his thirties knelt down.

"Hai...Navy Lord."

Porusalino pursed his lips: "You don't have to pay such a big courtesy, right? So your daughter is back?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then he fell to the ground: "Kerla...Kerla...Sir Marine, if we tell us about the situation of Kerla's return, can you let her go?"

"She was not sent back by someone, and a round bubble brought her down from the sky without any harm. If this information is useful to the Navy Master, can you let my daughter go?"

At this time, there was a noise from the house in the yard.

Porusalino took a look: "Well, so no one sent it, and it didn't come back, right? Note, this is the last time to ask, did you not come back?"

The man was also stunned, but soon became ecstatic: "Yes, yes, Lord Navy, he has not come back, and he has never come back!"

Porusalino recorded it, and then looked at the house again. With his knowledge and keen perception, he could know what happened in the house.

Sometimes, adults are not as good as children in terms of right and wrong, good and evil, just like him.

After leaving, Porusalino rubbed his forehead irritably. Today there was a new feeling, and it was connected to his body.

"Would you like a drink, Lord Marine?"

The sudden sound behind him made Porusalino stunned. He turned around and looked at Kevin, who looked like an ordinary person. He was a little confused under his sunglasses.

Kevin continued: "Although this town is not big, I see that you are very upset, so I thought I could buy you a drink."

Porusalino frowned, already beginning to concentrate on what he saw.

But the next moment, he reacted.

"With a presence like you, I wouldn't dare drink from you."

Kevin spread his hands: "Don't say that. If it weren't like this, you wouldn't be able to drink, right?"

"Besides... I think you might be interested in the state of that child just now."

That child?

Porusalino's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he thought of the child just now who he thought could distinguish between good and evil.

After thinking about it, as long as you are always careful not to be attacked by the dropped mark, you can erase the mark with your domineering power, which is not a big problem.

"Let's go. After working for so many days, it's okay for an ordinary citizen to have a drink if he wants to have a relationship."

The nature of the conversation was confirmed in his words. Porusalino kept a distance from Kevin and walked towards the town.

However, things were different from what he thought. The two of them didn't go to the tavern in the town at all. Instead, they bought two bottles of wine and went to the yard of the family just now and looked at this place in the woods.

"Is this what you meant by inviting me to drink?"

"I don't know if there is CP on this island. And drinking is just a small thing. The important thing is that I think you should be confused and need facts to make you see clearly."

Porusalino twitched his lips: "Because of you, I saw too much during the years I was stationed in the Shampoo Islands. But what about that? Are you right? And you I don’t understand those existences at all…”

Hearing this, Kevin felt embarrassed.

This time I got off to a bad start...

I forgot that the man in front of me had been stationed in the Chambord Islands all year round to defend himself. Naturally, he had seen a lot of the misery of slaves.

But...it would be wrong to say that I don’t understand.

"Half a month ago, I used my power to go to Marigio. I know everything you know, no need to doubt it."

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Porusalino looked over: "So you still think you can change the world?"

Kevin replied: "The premise is that you want to change, right?"

At this time, in the yard not far away, a little girl took a broom and started sweeping the floor. Every corner of the yard was swept clean.

"A very diligent little girl."

Porusalino affirmed, but then he realized something was wrong.

The child's parents wanted to let her rest, but she fell to her knees and kept shaking, muttering words of forgiveness, a trembling smile, and a look of fear.

It wasn't until a long time passed that she burst into tears, crying loudly.

After crying, I seemed to feel much better.

"It will take a long time for her to heal herself. The way she vented just now was something I told her before she left."

Kevin's voice sounded, and then he looked at Porusalino: "I remember when you first used the power of the Shining Fruit to play with the children, how do you feel when you see this situation now?"

Porusalino frowned: "Since you know everything I know, you should understand that there are many things that can't be helped! Do you think there has never been a rebel in this world in the past eight hundred years?"

Kevin shook his head slightly: "I can't tell you what I rely on before I understand your attitude on many things."

"Reliance? It's really scary."

Porusalino pursed his lips: "You should know about the hole on Judiciary Island, right? Do you think that such a terrain that cannot be filled by sea water could have been caused by an attack?"

Judiciary Island, the hole in that location, is indeed very similar to the ruins of the Kingdom of Lucia in my memory.

But, is it really because of this?

"I know, because my hometown was also erased in this way."

Speaking of this, Kevin thought of Kuzan in the past.

There is no point in talking more about temporary conversations. The awakening of thoughts takes time.

Following him this time, he only needed to confirm that Porusalino could fight for this, which was enough to take a gamble.

And proving this is easy, like now.

"Do you have a way to counter that kind of attack? How is that possible?!"

In his excitement, Porusalino even forgot his previous vigilance and got too close to Kevin.

"nothing now."

Kevin knocked him back to his original form with one sentence, but then he said: "If you don't do some things, you don't know whether they will succeed. At least for now, in my plan, I can compete with that kind of weapon. And, maybe it's necessary Your help."

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