The Evil Generation of Pirates

"Who could that be?" Yamos asked.please()

"How do I know?" The drunkard rolled his eyes, took another sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and remained silent for a while, "But there will always be someone who comes forward."

"Haha." Yamos thought it was funny, and picked up the wine and drank again, "There is really no right or wrong, whether it is the World Government, the Navy or the Pirate King, but no matter what, it is the ordinary people who pay the price in the end. Ah."

The drunkard patted Yamos on the chest: "Drunk? Don't say such nonsense in the future."

Yamos's eyes were still bright and he was obviously not drunk. He said slowly: "It is extremely stupid to reason with the times."

The two parted again. Before leaving, Yamos lit a cigarette for the drunkard and then returned to the Naval Academy.

On the way, Yamos smoked a cigarette.

In fact, he himself is very confused, whether to sail freely and adventure in the sea like the Straw Hat Pirates, whether to be a pirate to satisfy everything, or to become a real navy to protect world peace.

Not sure.

He likes to be free, but he also hates the behavior of pirates and the navy, and he also hates the way normal people can't stand this world.

If you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy.

If this continues, the future of this world is visible.

"Um...fuck it." Walking back to the naval school, a gust of cool wind blew over, and the feeling of worry and anxiety suddenly disappeared. He stopped and dazed for a while, then entered the dormitory building and returned to the dormitory. inside.

"You're back." Hughes said while lying on the bed.

In the dormitory, Huggins was still sleeping, Doe was missing, and Hughes seemed to have just laid down and was still asleep. He sat up when he heard Yamos opening the door.

"X. Drake came to see you." Hughes yawned.

It's eleven o'clock now.

"Yeah." Yamos responded and returned to his bed.He is tired and will go find X. Drake tomorrow.

Hughes smelled the smell of alcohol on Yamos. He knew that Yamos was still injured and was not suitable for drinking. However, Yamos's condition didn't look good, so he didn't interfere. Instead, he saw him sleeping and went to sleep on his own. He also lay down and rested.

The next day, Yamos did not get up at six o'clock on time as before. When it was almost twelve o'clock, Hughes woke him up and told him to be careful not to miss the lunch provided in the cafeteria.

In addition, Hughes said that X. Drake looked for Yamos twice more, but found him asleep and did not wake him up.

After getting up, Amos looked around the dormitory. Huggins was gone and Doe was still not there. He casually asked Hughes where the two of them were going. Hughes replied one by one: "How about Huggins go see him in the afternoon?" My friend was buried, and Doe also went, and he is probably in the cafeteria now."

"Oh." Yamos put on his clothes and patted Hughes on the shoulder, "You go to eat first, I'll be there later."

"Then let me get you a copy." Hughes said.

It could be felt that Hughes wanted to make friends, and Yamos didn't resist. He nodded and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome!" Hughes smiled and left the dormitory.

He has a pretty smile, a fair face and curly hair, and his whole person has the vigor of a young man.

After Hughes left, Yamos sat back on the bed, patted his cheek with his hand, and then got up to wash up after feeling more awake.After washing up, I walked out of the dormitory building. The bright light outside was a bit dazzling, and the teachers on the playground were training students.

What happened yesterday cannot erase the vitality that the Naval Academy continues to exude.

Yamos went straight to the cafeteria.

It was noon and the cafeteria was overcrowded.

After entering, Amos looked around for Hughes.

"Yamos! Here!"

Soon he heard Hughes's cry, and following the sound, he saw Hughes waving to one side. Next to him sat X. Drake, Doe, and Huggins, and the meal was already ready.

Yamos walked over and sat down, glanced at the sumptuous lunch, and looked at X. Drake: "What do you want from me?"

"It's nothing. I saw you were not in good condition yesterday, so I thought..."

"What can happen to a grown man?" Yamos interrupted X. Drake, picked up a piece of meat with a fork, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. Although his face was expressionless, his tone was still somewhat relaxed, This relieved Drake, who was a little worried.

Huggins on the other side was immersed in eating and had no intention of speaking.

After Doe had the experience of being killed instantly by Yamos, he no longer had that arrogance and said a little cautiously: "Tomorrow we will have formal lessons."

"Oh, right." Hughes took a sip of the special drink and continued, "Yamos, if you are injured, you must go to recuperate first."

Yamos ate leisurely: "Does our school have a rule that we must be uninjured before we can start training?"

"Uh..." Hughes thought for a moment, "That's not true. Teacher Zefa also said that depending on the individual situation of the injured student this time, it is okay if he insists on participating in training. This can cultivate the perseverance of a man. Injury If it's serious, don't show off, rest in peace and recuperate, and then regroup after recovery. If it takes too long, then simply arrange it into the next class of students."

"That's great, I won't be unable to move. I can't afford to spend so long on training." Yamos said matter-of-factly, not taking his injuries seriously at all.

"Okay." Hughes and Doe looked at each other, and then they both started eating.

Yamos put down the tableware and took a sip of water and looked at the two of them: "What do you want?"

"No, no, I'm a roommate. I care about you." Hughes waved his hand and Doe quickly responded.

"Oh." Yamos didn't take it seriously and continued to eat.

However, he could still tell that the two of them were still somewhat resistant to x.

"By the way, do you know what our courses are?" Yamos asked proactively.

"I've found out already." Doe said vaguely with his mouth full of meat. He quickly swallowed and replied, "Mr. Saki teaches physical skills and six postures, and Mr. Semparo teaches swordsmanship and marksmanship. Mr. Cabot teaches theory. There are some other additional courses, but that’s not important.”

"What does Teacher Zefa teach?" Yamos asked. This was the question he was most concerned about.Being able to be taught by a general-level combatant will definitely be of great help to improve one's own strength.

Doe shrugged and said with some embarrassment: "At present, I only know that Teacher Zefa is often responsible for taking the new students to practice on the ship. I am not sure what he teaches specifically."

"Are you here to guide actual combat..." Yamos said to himself.

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