The Dark Throne of Pirates

Three o'clock in the morning

Marin Vandeau, Naval Headquarters

Naval Training Camp Instructor's Office

The biting sea breeze, accompanied by the cool moonlight, penetrated into the room from the window little by little.

Under the moonlight, a tall man with one arm and purple hair was holding a cigar in his mouth and looking down at the file records in his hand.

"Are these three the only ones left?"

"Ain"

"Binz"

"Wayne"

The voice was low and desolate, and the look was slightly lonely.The purple-haired man said to himself, but his eyes were red.

As a former general of the navy, he is world-famous for his "black wrist method" of not killing generals.

After his family was killed, he resigned as general and became the chief instructor of the naval training camp.

Numerous talents have been trained for the entire navy.

The training camp he taught was even called the Navy's

"The Cradle of Justice"

Such a legendary man.

In this small office, the only remaining left hand is holding the soldier's file bag tightly.He sobbed quietly.

The dark and claustrophobic room, the one-armed Zefa, and the bits and pieces of cold moonlight, filled the whole room with a sad atmosphere.

Garp and Sengoku outside the door were about to knock on the door and enter the room to visit Zefa, who was hit hard at this time.

Hearing the low sobbing in the room, Garp's hand that was about to knock on the door suddenly stiffened and slowly lowered it.

"Have you found out who the pirates who attacked the training camp warship this time are?"

Garp, who usually seemed frivolous and immoral, rarely showed a serious and serious expression.

"Whitebeard II-Wei Buer and Miss Ba Jin" Goat Beard Warring States said in a low voice.

"Whether he is Whitebeard's son or not, he must be sent to Impel Down to pay for the sins he has committed."

"The warship in the training camp was attacked. Zefa lost his arm, and only three of the more than 200 interns survived."

"Ain who ate the fruit of retrogression"

"Binz who ate the fruit of lushness"

"Ven the Incompetent"

"I can't imagine how painful it must be for Zefa to witness more than 200 of his students die tragically in front of his eyes, but to be powerless," Warring States whispered seriously.

At this time, a panic-looking naval soldier came straight to the office. Suddenly he saw Garp and Sengoku standing in front of the door, and he immediately steadied himself and saluted.

"I've met Marshal of the Warring States Period"

"Lieutenant General Karp"

"Did something happen?" Warring States asked, looking at the panicked soldiers.

"No, it's just that instructor Zefa asked me to notify him immediately if the recruits in the medical room wake up."

"Are they awake? How are their injuries?"

Zefa heard the movement outside the door. The moment he opened the door, his expression returned to calm.The desolate and lonely look just now has disappeared, replaced by a calm and solemn expression.

He glanced at Sengoku and Garp who were standing nearby, and without paying much attention, he asked the soldier who had spoken earlier.

"Instructor Zefa, the injuries of the three of them are not serious. They can all recover after a few days of rest.

Wayne was the first to wake up, and he kept talking about something and went straight to the training room.We were worried about his injury and did not dare to intercept him with all our strength, so we will report to you as soon as possible."

"Lead the way, take me to the training room first to find Wayne."

After saying that, Zefa put on the white cloak of justice and followed the soldiers towards the training room.He completely ignored Garp and Sengoku who were still standing aside at this time.

"Let's go and see what's going on together."

Garp looked at Zefa who was about to walk away, touched his nose, and said to Sengoku.

Navy training ground at three in the morning.

"boom"

"bang, bang"

"Bang, bang, bang"

Under the light of night

A thin young boy with long black hair that just covered half of his face and one scarlet eye.

He is fourteen or fifteen years old, about 1.8 meters tall, and has a cold face.The other exposed eye revealed a fierce gaze that was not suitable for his age.

"Damn"

"Damn"

As the boy chanted, he hit the dummy in front of him crazily, punching it one after another, hammering it tirelessly.

Even though he knew everything, he knew he would be attacked, but he still couldn't do anything.

Strength, strength!Wayne, you are so weak, so weak!Even though he knows everything, nothing can stop him.

The angry boy was furiously attacking the dummy in front of him.

"strength"

"strength"

"As long as I'm strong enough, none of this will happen."

"hateful"

"Damn it!"

Wayne, who was furiously venting to the dummy at this time, did not notice that his right eye hidden under his hair slowly changed from black and white to a scarlet red, with three magatama slowly rotating in the eye socket, looking eerie and weird.

"That's enough, Wayne, stop. Your injuries haven't healed yet. Stop."

Zefa, who had just arrived, saw the thin young man on the training ground at a glance, waving his fists wildly and venting at the dummy made of Hailou Stone.

After hearing this, Wayne stopped, slowly turned his head, and looked at Teacher Zefa standing at the door, followed by the burly Lieutenant General Garp and the goatee-bearded Warring States Marshal.

I have never seen such a haggard teacher Zefa. He always looked calm, serious, and reliable during training.

Although we are so strict and even harsh during training.But just standing next to him, one can feel the old man's powerful strength and a deep and gentle sense of security.

But how long?

Looking at Zefa at this time, his originally serious and bright eyes seemed to be full of gloom and guilt.

The voice that had always been full of energy seemed to have become deep and desolate.

The sense of security that I could feel standing next to me is gone.

What replaced it was an aura of decadence.

His eyes were fixed on Zefa's broken arm, and suddenly an unknown fire emerged from the bottom of his heart. He hated himself for being weak and powerless, and hated himself for knowing everything but being unable to change it.

The scarlet right eye hidden under the hair seemed to become brighter and more evil with the resentment and desire for power in Wayne's heart.

The young man couldn't bear to look at Zefa at this time, lowered his head and murmured in a low voice.

"Teacher Zefa, do you think I am too weak?"

It was like a question to Zefa, but also like an affirmative answer to himself.

Garp and Sengoku looked at the thin boy.

Half of his body was slightly illuminated by the moonlight, and his cold and determined eyes revealed a look of resentment and unwillingness.

The half of the body not illuminated by the moonlight was hidden in the darkness.

The right eye covered by long black hair was glowing red, filled with an evil and dark feeling.

At this time, Wayne looked even more like a combined sculpture of "angel and devil" under the moonlight, looking strange and gloomy.