Pirate Gou to the General

The night, the flames, the smiling woman in the flames, and the demon-like people around her.

This was the only knot in Moore's heart for so many years.

He is from the Kingdom of Tada, and he used to be a loyal church knight until he met Lisala.

That year, there was a serious disease in the whole country. It was this woman like a saint who prepared the medicine and cured the whole country. But it was also that year that Lisala died there.

From that day on, Moore despaired of the Tada Kingdom and the world.

Gradually, he became this lazy person, until he met Sariya, who gave him the power of 'sloth' and revived his desire to save the world, but when he went to the Kingdom of Tada , only to find that not only the country is gone, but also the land is gone.

After learning the truth from the old man guarding the books, Moore remembered Kuro.

Inside the office.

Moore was talking there, surrounded by a group of generals.

Lida sat on the sofa and concentrated on eating snacks, consuming bag after bag, not knowing whether to listen or not.

Ain sat next to her and opened the snack bag for her.

Crowe stood next to Qrow with his hands behind his back, his glasses were shining, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Cass and Wilbur stood on both sides of the door like two door gods, their backs straight.

Donald leaned against the wall, wiping his Jumonji gun.

Binz was meditating cross-legged in the corner.

Sazir looked around, seemingly looking at the furnishings of the office.

Platycodon is reading the recipe, but Fanny's eyes are a little complicated.

Listening to Moore's story, Kuro put his chin on the back of his hand, assumed a 'commander' posture, and looked at Moore carefully.

This man's curly hair was quite long, reaching to his shawl. He had a handsome face, but he looked a little lazy. His clothes were also baggy, and he looked more like a homeless man.

It actually doesn't matter to Kuro whether Moore enters the navy or not.

There are complex things like this among his subordinates.

Crowe is a former pirate captain, and Sazil is a former trainee pirate.

Donald is a former ranger, a ranger from the Kingdom of Flowers. He is a combination of 'bodyguard', 'knight', 'bandit' and 'gangster'. He is not a good person professionally.

It’s okay to add another homeless man who failed to save the world.

"What do you think?" Qrow looked at the others.

"This kind of thing is casual." Lida stuffed snacks into her mouth and said perfunctorily.

Everyone else had similar expressions.

Only Cass and Wilbur were thinking seriously there. Cass said: "Of course we welcome anyone who wants to uphold justice, Mr. Moore, let us fight for a just cause together!"

"Ah... Mr. Navy, you don't have to be so polite." Moore smiled and said, "I just want to find a place to work."

Crowe pushed up his glasses at this time, "Working? If it's just a part-time job, you don't have to choose the navy. You can do it elsewhere. With your strength, you can do anything."

As the think tank in Mr. Cullo's team, he must control every risk. This time it is rare that Mr. Cullo gives them multiple-choice questions, so they must perform well.

Otherwise, there would be no chance to perform.

Mr. Clow rarely allows them to make their own choices.

"That's not the case..."

Moore lowered his head, his face a little embarrassed, "I don't know why, but I always don't last long in anything I do. When I was at sea, I worked as a merchant ship guard, and then the merchant ship caught fire and all the goods were lost."

"I also worked as a guard for a wealthy family, but within a few days of working, the wealthy family was robbed. It seemed I had stolen evidence of his crimes. As a result, he went bankrupt and I lost my job."

"I have been a pirate hunter, but I haven't caught a single pirate. It's strange, since there are so many pirates in the sea."

"I stumbled around for a while and never succeeded in anything. Then I met that saint and was persuaded to join. In fact, I just wanted to find another job. The Navy is so big, I will never do it. It won’t last long.”

After hearing what Moore said, Sazil twitched his lips.

This is not a question of whether it will last forever, this is a question of how unlucky you are.

"I have some opinions."

Wilbur said at this time: "Mr. Clow, I think we need to think about it again. Judging from this person's resume, it is very likely that some unexpected situations will occur, such as being demoted. This is all bad."

"Eh? Does it have anything to do with me? Why would he be demoted if I was here?" Moore said in surprise.

This is a damn good thing!

Qrow's eyes opened and he immediately agreed.

"Okay, you can join the Navy. You are so unlucky... No, our Navy will always help you in times of difficulty. From now on, you will be my G-3 person. Well... Military ranks and so on will start from scratch. , but the position is, you can be my messenger."

Unlucky things are not necessarily that mysterious, but if you believe it, you won't lose a piece of meat. What if it happens?What if he was really unlucky enough to be demoted?

"Oh! I have something to do." Moore said excitedly: "It's easy to discuss the salary. Let me tell you, uncle, although I took the initiative to apply for the job, you can't underestimate me. The salary still has to be paid on time."

"There has been no case of salary arrears in the Navy so far. Okay, let's leave it at that."

Qrow waved his hand, "Everyone, get out."

The Navy really has not experienced wage arrears or underpayment. After all, the world government is very wealthy.

People in the office left one by one. Moore looked around and found Sazir.

"Hey, brother, I'm sorry before. We have to fight because of our stance. Uncle, that was not my intention." Moore said with a sneer.

Sazer glanced at him and snorted coldly: "You should stay away from me. I don't want to get close to such an unlucky person, or he will infect me."

He still remembered how this man beat him mercilessly.

Basically no one else was beaten, only himself.

"Eh? I'm not unlucky. How could I be unlucky?"

"How could so many things happen to you if you weren't unlucky?" Sazil looked at him sideways.

"no."

Moore recalled the situation that day and vowed: "The time the merchant ship caught fire had nothing to do with me. I was just hungry at night and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. I didn't pay attention when I turned on the fire, and the fire started. That fire could have I had my own ideas and didn’t want to just cook, so I burned other things.”

It is you!

The cause of the fire is you!

The corners of Sazil's eyes twitched.

"I work as a guard for rich people. I don't know. I just sleep there. How do I know there will be thieves? In today's world, if you don't do serious things, why would you steal things?" Moore sighed. tone.

You are a guard. Why are you sleeping?

As a guard, it is your duty to watch out for thieves!

Sazil's eyes twitched.

"Also, when I was a bounty hunter, I wandered the sea for so long without finding a single pirate..."

Moore rubbed his chin, "There are some hospitable people who always pull me on the boat and say they want to take me to find One Piece..."

In his mind, he saw a ship with a skull flag and a group of vicious-looking people drinking and chatting with him.

"But the strange thing is that there is a white head painted on their canvas. Is it their idol? It looks like a skeleton, probably due to malnutrition." Moore said strangely.

"This is it!"

Sazil couldn't help shouting: "This is a pirate!"

"Eh? Pirates? No, they are very hospitable." Moore was stunned for a moment, "They invited me to eat and drink."

You are so kidding me!

Sazil's forehead showed veins and he glared at Moore.

Is this guy being sarcastic or simply not seeing it?