The Pirate: Throne of Bones

In 1511 of the Haiyuan calendar, April.

In the first half of the Grand Line, there is a picturesque uninhabited island.

On the edge of the coast of this island, thirteen huge ironclad ships were lined up.

Among the thirteen ironclad ships, twelve are equipped with powerful weapons and equipment.

Among the thirteen iron-clad ships, the largest one was not equipped with any weapon system.

On the coast of the island, rows of tents form a "residential area."

Inspectorate!

Since the inspection team was established and the internal groups were simply determined, Zefa pulled everyone in the inspection team to this island.

Taking into account the dangers that the inspection team may encounter in the future, and the high degree of freedom of the inspection team, Zefa, as the chief officer of the inspection team and the naval inspector, decisively opened the door to his group of former students. A small stove.

Find a picturesque island and conduct special training for everyone in the inspection team for half a year.

These tents on the island are where the naval officers in the inspection team use to rest.

After half a year of special training, the three sisters, Monet, Annie and Shandis, were fine, but the rest of the inspection team almost cried out of happiness.

Dauberman, Ghost Spider, Stoloberg, Smoker, Tina...

Let's say that.

In this special training, these naval officers who were recruited and transferred to the inspection team felt their progress in strength for the first time in a long time.

Ever since they graduated from the navy's elite training camp, these naval officers have not felt their strength so obviously improved for a long time.

really…

Teacher Zefa is the eternal god!

With Zefa's guidance, this group of naval officers are much more reliable in practicing physical skills, armament color Haki, and knowledge color Haki than practicing behind closed doors or improving in actual combat.

Now at the end of this special training, Zefa is very satisfied when he sees that each student's strength has improved to varying degrees.

Then, Zefa, who understood what it means to balance work and rest, directly called Villes and asked Villes to bring some delicious food and have a large-scale team building with everyone in the inspection team.

The naval officers in the Inspectorate were no strangers to Villes.

After all, Velez's position as a special instructor at the Navy's elite training camp has always been vacant.

As for Zefa's group of naval officers, when they were in the navy's elite training camp, who was not tortured to death by Villes' devilish training?

no way.

Although Zefa's training is tiring, it is ultimately aimed at "laying a solid foundation and improving strength".

But when it comes to Villes, it is the most typical goal of "squeezing potential" and "eliminating the weak".

Can "training" as the purpose and "elimination" as the purpose give people the same feeling?

However, under the devilish training of Villes, the potential of each of those sailors who persisted and were not eliminated was squeezed out to the maximum extent.

It is precisely because of this that the navy's top brass had no objections to Verles's devilish training and had always retained Verles' position as a "special instructor."

After all, allowing people to quickly stimulate their potential and realize their talents without damaging their foundation is also a cheating skill!

In this way, after receiving Zefa's call, Verless directly used the Warspite to pull a boatload of high-end ingredients to the island where Zefa led the inspection team for special training.

……

"General Sakaski!"

"Lieutenant General Polsalino!"

"Instructor Villeless!"

After half a year of special training, the navy officers in the inspection team who were preparing for the banquet looked at the three figures walking in front of everyone. They subconsciously stood up straight and uniformly saluted the navy's military salute.

After nodding to the surrounding marines and telling everyone what to do and what to do, Sakaski walked towards Zefa's position.

Villeless called several admirals in the inspection team and asked them to find a few more people to help him move the food and drinks off the Warspite.

As for Porusalino, the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters codenamed "Kizaru"?

"As expected of Teacher Zefa~"

"I'll teach you all to be like monsters~"

"It's scary~"

Say something.

Porusalino's tone, which was full of sarcasm, really made people want to slap him.

It's a pity that none of the naval officers present in the inspection team can beat Porusalino.

"Yo~"

"Uncle Porusalino!"

"Long time no see~"

Just when a group of naval officers in the inspection team "dare to be angry but dare not speak" towards Porusalino, Monet came over with Anne and Shandis.

The moment he saw Monet, Porusalino's eyes lit up.

Swish!

With a flash of his body, Porusalino's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

When Porusalino appeared again, he was already in front of Monet, with his right leg raised high.

Lightspeed kick!

Faced with Porusalino's light-speed kick, which showed no moral integrity, Monet had no intention of panicking at all.

Uh…

got used to.

crackle!

Blue-purple thunder suddenly exploded.

Amidst the deafening thunder, Monet also raised his right leg that turned into thunder, and fiercely met Porusalino's light-speed kick.

3000 million volts of thunder!

call out--

Shila-

boom! ! !

The collision between laser and thunder erupted with a deafening sound.

In an instant, with Monet and Porusalino as the center, a powerful wave of air surged towards the surroundings.

After a simple collision, Porusalino and Monet stopped their movements at the same time.

"Little Monet, whose kicking skills have improved again, has become even more terrifying~"

Regarding the catchphrases such as "terrible" and "so terrible" from Porusalino's mouth, Monet said that he has long been used to it.

"Uncle Porusalino, haven't you been chasing Fisher Tiger's Sun Pirates recently?"

"Why do you have time to come here?"

Different from the awe of Porusalino among the naval officers in the inspection team, in Monet's eyes, Porusalino was always the one who shamelessly had to give him his "kicking skills" when he was young. The wretched uncle.

Although after a long period of contact, Monet also knew that his "obscene" impression of Porusalino was just a misunderstanding when he was a child.

But for Porusalino, the uncle who taught him all the kicking skills, Monet could never have any respect for him no matter how good his relationship with him was.

Probably because...

Growing up, Monet probably saw too many scenes of Porusalino being pressed to the ground and rubbed by his grandfather Zefa, his father Villes, and his godfather Sakaski.