Pirate Field Marshal

"I think the uncle is interesting, and I want to treat him to a drink, so I sit here, isn't it okay?"

"It would be nice to buy me a drink."

Arriving at the tavern, Luo Ning seemed to become less interested in asking about the location of Shuangyue Village and Yixin Gym.

In fact, it wasn't that he didn't care, but there was something that attracted Luoning's attention and made him stay in this tavern temporarily.

"Boy, do you want to play dice?"

"As long as uncle wants to play, I will naturally accompany him."

Each person said a word, and the two of them chatted slowly, talking about everything from the north to the south.

Until Luo Ning talked about the World Government, the Navy, and the Celestial Dragons, the uncle looked away, his expression stiffened for a second or two, and then he shook his head helplessly.

"Haha, the navy and the world government would be great if they could really put the people first."

"In this life, I will never see all the injustices in this world."

"I hope that one day in the future, I can use my weak power to eliminate all injustices in the world."

The uncle slowly opened his eyes. Although his eyes were a little cloudy, Luo Ning could see from those eyes the endless vicissitudes of life, a trace of intolerance, and an unchangeable firm belief.

"Uncle, you have great ambitions."

"So, uncle, you want to join the navy in the future and erase all the injustices you see with your eyes."

Uncle "Navy" thought seriously for a while, and then shook his head helplessly, with a look of confusion on his face, "Maybe."

In fact, if there was a better choice, he would not choose to join the navy. Unfortunately, the navy is the most powerful force in the world. If he wants to eliminate all injustices in the world, he can only rely on his weak personal strength. , is far from enough.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Luo Ning finally stood up and walked towards the door of the tavern.

Halfway through, Luo Ning turned back.

"By the way, my name is Luo Ning, I don't know your name yet."

"The old man's name is Yixiao. I'll see you again in the future if we have a chance."

Yixiao grinned, and a sunny smile appeared on his weathered face. It was obvious that Yixiao felt pleasure that he had not experienced in a long time for meeting and chatting with Luo Ning.

"Uncle Yixiao, in fact, there is not only the navy in this world, but the army is also quite good. If you join the army, uncle Yixiao, the position of general will definitely be reserved for you."

"There is still such an army in this world."

The Army was an army that Yixiao had never heard of. If that was possible, Yixiao would not necessarily choose to join the Navy.

"Uncle Yixiao, you don't need to wait too long. You will hear about the Army soon. Very soon."

After saying that, Luo Ning led Hu Chi, Hu Ba, and Hu Xing out of this small tavern.

In fact, when he came here, Luo Ning only came here for Kuina in the Isshin Gym. He really didn't expect to meet the future Admiral Fujitora of the Navy Headquarters.

Monster-level strength, those with gravity fruit abilities have the terrifying ability to control the direction and strength of gravity.

The army is weak, and its accumulation cannot compare with that of the navy. If this conversation with Yixiao can bring him to the side of the army, it will definitely be a bloody gain, and it will further strengthen the army's accumulation.

In the tavern, Yixiao lowered his head slightly, his eyes dull as if he was thinking about something.

"The Army is really interesting. If it's really what you said, I will find you and join the Army."

Suddenly, Yixiao raised his head, looked at the direction Luoning left, and murmured to himself.

Yixin Gym is somewhat famous in Shuangyue Village.

The master of his gym, Koushiro, is a strong swordsman. He is a kind-hearted person and is very good at teaching and learning some swordsmanship knowledge.

In the Isshin Gym, the sound of wooden swords rapidly clashing sounded. Looking for the source of the sound, it was two apprentices holding wooden swords.

A man and a woman. The man is holding two wooden swords, one in each hand. He looks extremely embarrassed. Due to the long time of sword practice,