Pirates are born to be king

One week later, the waters of the Great Route Cigu Island. .

Huge warships are sailing on the sea, and the gradually cold season tells the story of their upcoming destination.

In the captain's cabin, Stoloberg half-squinted his eyes. His unusually long head was wrapped in a navy hat made of bearskin. He was sitting almost touching the roof, with his two beloved reverse-blade knives. Put aside, he was wearing a green coat, and the shawl that belonged to the admiral was draped on his body in an upright manner, with the word 'justice' written all over the back of the shawl.

Stoloberg looked at the sparse snowflakes outside the porthole and the fog gradually condensing on the glass, and he breathed a rare sigh of relief, "Finally...is it coming?"

He bent down and walked out of the captain's cabin. The low wooden door prevented him from straightening up his long head, which was almost reaching his height. Only in this way could he be careful not to hit his head by the door frame. His head was already long enough, and it would be unreasonable to have another swollen head. good.

"Salute! General Stoloberg!" At the door of the captain's cabin, the two sailors stared straight at each other, their bodies stretched straight.

Stoloberg's eyes were still half-closed. In fact, this was the way he had opened his eyes to the limit. Fortunately, he thought, Teacher Zefa was not here, otherwise he would have said that he looked down on his colleagues. He replied seriously. Military salute, "Hello to you, soldiers." He paused, looked at the thin summer uniforms of the two of them, and asked, "Where is the t-bone school?"

One of the third-class privates replied, "The Colonel has ordered the logistics to prepare winter clothes, General Stoloberg!"

This t-bone kid still cared about his subordinates as always. Stoloberg nodded, "That's good." He turned around, walked towards the bow of the warship, and stood by the railing. The strong cold wind blew his chest. The long beard in front of him kept flying, slapping his face from time to time, "I wonder if the Drum Kingdom has prepared any medicine." Stoloberg looked into the distance anxiously. The appearance of the island has not yet appeared on the sea level. According to the Grand Line According to past practice, after entering the island's climate environment, it should take another half an hour to see the island. As for arrival, it will take more time. He knew this clearly, but he couldn't calm down.

Stoloberg thought to himself, is he still not meditative enough... However, there are really not many medicines at the Navy Headquarters. If he can receive trauma medicines earlier, he may be able to save one more person, no, save a few more lives. maybe.

He looked next to the warship. There was a frigate and a transport ship. The transport ship was empty, hoping that the ship would be full when it returned.

"General Stoloberg, won't you take a rest? It will take another hour to reach Drum Island." A low and hoarse voice came from behind him.

"Ah, it's a t-bone." Stoloberg put his hand on the handle of the reverse-blade knife and rubbed the red gem on the top of the handle without looking back. "Thank you for putting down your winter coat in time to prevent the children from catching a cold. "

T-bone scratched his skull-like head, and his face showed an unmatched loving smile. "Hahaha, this is what I should do. My subordinates are tired enough. We can't let their bodies be cold anymore." He covered his face. He held his chest, "If that's the case, what's the difference between my heart getting cold?"

Stoloberg didn't speak. He looked at the sea level. After a long time, he murmured softly, "Yeah... we can't colden the hearts of our subordinates. Why... some people don't understand such a simple thing."

T-bone's expression changed, and he looked around nervously, and then reminded Stoloberg, "General, please be careful what you say." He gritted his teeth and said words that he didn't even believe, "What happened to Teacher Zefa, I am also very sad and angry, I believe, I believe... the Navy and the World Government will give him an explanation."

Explain?Stoloberg raised the corner of his mouth but said nothing. He held the reverse-blade knife tighter, and could faintly hear the crunching sound caused by too much force. Teacher Zefa was old, and his right hand also No more... In the eyes of those people, there is no value anymore. What explanation should be given to a worthless person? !

It took him a long time to calm down. He still remembered the purpose of his trip and had not forgotten his responsibilities as a navy. "I'm fine." His voice was firm and powerful, "As long as it is for justice, everything is worth it."

T-bone breathed a sigh of relief. The previous appearance really worried him. At this moment, he responded equally firmly, "Everything is for justice!"

At the right time, the watchman shouted from the observation tower, "Island, I see the island! The Drum Kingdom has arrived!"

Stoloberg was refreshed and waved his hand, "Order, move forward at full speed! My colleagues in the Navy are waiting for the medicine, don't let me be lazy."

"Oh!" The warship responded with a roar and sailed towards the Drum Island at a faster speed.

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At the same time, at the tower of the Drum Castle, Valpo had already arranged for someone to observe the sea through telescopes. He received news of the arrival of the warship almost at the same time.

"It's so fast." Valpo, who was sitting behind the table, looked downcast and touched his chin, "Did you arrive early in the morning?" In the past few days, he had been dealing with government affairs almost day and night, and he signed nearly 200 signatures. , put forward more than 50 revision opinions and rejected 20 applications. One of his reports even surprised him. It turned out that the food cost of Drum Castle in January was as high as 5000 million beli! !

He originally thought it must be a fraud, but then he thought about how he could eat all kinds of high-grade meat and other delicacies in the poor product of the Drum Kingdom. It was originally an extremely luxurious thing, but he had three meals a day, and every meal There are more than 80 dishes, and 5000 million Baileys is equivalent to 300 million RMB. This price... seems, seems... still very reasonable.

But eating 5000 million beli a month, 6 million beri a year, really feels a bit guilty. To give up the enjoyment of these taste buds, Valpo, who has become accustomed to the delicious food, is reluctant to part with it, so he has to comfort himself, at least except for Besides him, there were three ministers and Chopper eating together. Maybe they ate more?Um!That must be the case, at least Chopper seems to be eating a lot more recently.

He shook his head, trying to wake up, but he felt even more dizzy. His vision went dark, and he tilted his body. Jess's worried voice came to his ears, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?! What's wrong with you? Doctor, call the doctor quickly." "

Valpo sat for a while. After feeling better, he stopped Jace and said, "It's okay. Does this king look like he's in trouble? Let's talk about the trauma medicine. How are you preparing?"

"This..." Jess observed His Majesty first and seemed to be fine. Then he bowed and said, "The medicines have been placed in the warehouse near the dock. Due to the gathering of pharmaceutical forces across the country this week to rush production, now they have created value. The nearly 4 million Baileys of trauma medicines are mainly medicines for knife wounds and burns, and the number of antiseptic medicines, etc., and medicines for internal organ damage only account for a small part."

"4 million Baileys." Valpo nodded with satisfaction and stood up, "Very good. In that case, let's go to the dock and wait for the navy."

Jess became anxious and stopped him, saying, "Your Majesty, you are the king of a country and you should not be so condescending." In his opinion, the navy is indeed powerful, but unless a navy marshal or general arrives, he is qualified to let the people of the Drum Kingdom The king went to greet him, because they were at least equal, but now at most a general, maybe even a major general, there was really no need to do this.

Valpo seemed indifferent, although he was indeed indifferent. He wanted to maximize his interests, but in this world of royal power, he needed a better reason. He patted Jace and said in a relaxed tone, "I have already done so much. If there are too many, do you still care about the last bit of face? Besides, this is also for the world government. When other kings are waiting in castles and palaces, my current actions will be more and more remembered by them." He took the lead. Walking out of the office and walking outside, the voice echoed in the Drum Castle, "Now I just hope that what I am doing will be helpful to this king's country."

"It's certain." Jace bit his lip tightly and followed quickly, "It's certain, Your Majesty." I, Jace swear!All the humiliation you have suffered will not be in vain!

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