One Piece: Dream Destroyer Mentor Marine King

"You are free, you don't have to follow me."

Dylan carried Shura and looked at this creature that seemed to be human...

This is too tall.

Is he Linlin's distant relative?

Craig pursed his lips, but didn't know how to express his inner thoughts.

He could only silently follow the white-haired boy.

He is very powerful, and he does not kill people randomly...

Don’t kill ordinary people indiscriminately...

After entering the stronghold, Dylan began to close his eyes and rest. Haki had grown significantly, and the pirates entrenched around him had almost been wiped out. It's time to change area.

Xiuxixixixixixixixixi·······

The heavy rain came suddenly, and through the chaotic white noise, Dylan's sleepiness gradually came to his mind.

Um?

"Go and see if the... young man who has been following me just now is still there?"

"I've been sitting in the corner outside."

Dylan frowned, opened the door and walked out.

In the heavy rain, Dylan held an umbrella and looked at the "young man" sitting in the corner. This guy's physical fitness was excellent, and the hot and cold weather didn't seem to have much impact on his body at all.

"Why were you captured as a slave by them?"

Craig raised his head in confusion: "Huh? I don't know..."

A little silly?

Dylan looked at his pure eyes, the fool's eyes should be more cloudy...

"Okay, then let me ask you, do you want to have a full meal?"

"think!"

Having enough to eat has always been Craig's greatest wish and pursuit.

"Go break that tree." Dylan pointed towards a big tree in the distance where two people were hugging each other.

"Huh? Oh!"

Craig walked up to the big tree and hesitated, as if he didn't know how to start.

"Use your fists."

"oh."

Boom!

The big tree trembled, and the raindrops hanging on the leaves poured down instantly.

"Keep fighting."

Craig, who was soaked by the rain, turned his head and looked at Dylan.

Dylan looked at the slightly raised ground beside him and secretly smacked his lips: "If you interrupt, you will have something to eat."

"available everyday!"

"Really!?"

Craig's eyes lit up. Although many people had made similar promises to him, they all disappeared inexplicably in the end.

Some died, some escaped, and some gave up because of his cowardice and cowardice.

Craig turned to look at the big tree again, and after sizing it up, he raised his fist above his head.

"Stop, that's not it!"

Dylan walked over to him, pulled his fists down and placed them flat on his waist.

"Stand firm on your feet, use strength on your waist, tighten the muscles on your shoulders, and work hard with your whole body! You only have one chance!"

"Excuse me, there is food to eat! If you keep fighting, you will go back to where you came from."

A thunder flashed, and along with the thunder, a dull voice sounded.

······

Two figures carrying boulders ran on the beach.

One is tall and one is short, one is fat and one is thin.

"Huh...huh...huh...huh..."

Dylan adjusted his breathing while looking at Craig next to him who was still not under much pressure.

This guy······

Definitely a distant relative of Linlin!

After circling the island ten times, Dylan wringed out his shirt and threw it over his shoulders.

"Your training is over. Go find Bamond in the afternoon to learn knowledge."

"Huh? Oh..."

When he heard the word "study", Craig felt a little sad. That "knowledge" was too difficult.

but······

He looked at Dylan next to him...

Even though he is so powerful and knowledgeable, Yamato can often be heard discussing things with old man Whitebeard that he doesn't understand at all.

The words "belief", "class" and "struggle" sound very powerful.

"Do you know why I haven't taught you how to fight yet?"

Dylan and Craig walked back side by side. Looking at Craig's somewhat sad look, Dylan patted his arm.

"You have to know that if you only have power but cannot master it and use it correctly, then you cannot be called a human being."

Craig turned his head in confusion. He had never mentioned learning his fighting skills to Dylan.

But every time Dylan practiced, he would watch blankly.

Even though he couldn't understand it.

"People are not people? What is that?"

Dylan's body paused.

"A beast, a beast driven by desire and instinct."

·······

After emerging from the water, Craig washed his arms and cheeks.

Today, he is no longer the young man who even struggled to speak.

He is no longer a "beast"!

"Sir, the cleaning is complete."

On the river bank, a guard seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, but he didn't look strange at all.

"Take a rest for two days, return the wounded, notify the other side to come and take over, and we will go to the next location."

"yes."

After the guards left, Craig sat on the river bank and looked at his cheeks reflected in the water.

He has a full beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with firm and sharp eyes.

The bulging muscles on his body are no less impressive than Bullet's.

Turning his head to look at the previously breached city gate, Craig lowered his head and thought for a moment.

I was really too careless just now. After more than ten days of lightning-fast attacks, they defeated this "pirate kingdom" with overwhelming force.

In order to avoid too many casualties among the soldiers, he still led the charge with his exhausted body, but at the last moment, a trace of fatigue made him relax his vigilance and he was hit by a pirate's cannonball.

His "ability" had just been acquired and he was not yet very proficient in using it. The moment the shell exploded, the ability in his body was activated.

According to the order of "Sir", once his "ability" is exposed, all witnesses at the scene must be wiped out.

Special moments even include his subordinates!

This reminded him of what the man once said to him: "If you love a soldier, you should treat it like a son, and if you use it, you should treat it like clay."

Craig clenched his fists.

When he stood up again, the confusion and regret in his eyes disappeared.

...

At this time in "Greenbit", Dylan was standing at CP's station.

“We borrowed Mariejois’s ‘archived documents’...but we still can’t determine the location of ‘Sleeping Town’...”

After hesitating for a moment, CP0 asked tentatively: "Does that place... really exist?"

Can't find...?

Dylan frowned... shouldn't be...

"It's a desolate place, there should be a church there, and there are a lot of bats,"

"Bat?" A CP member couldn't help but muttered after hearing Dylan's words.

Dylan and CP0 turned to look at the man at the same time.

"·········"

"I have indeed seen such a place before. There is indeed a small church in my impression, and the night there is very long and there are many bats, but that place does not seem to be called Sleeping Ancient Town..."

Seeing the expressions of the two people opposite becoming more and more dangerous, the CP member quickly said concisely: "Here, I remember the locals call it Bat Town."

After taking a look at the location, Dylan nodded.

Then his figure disappeared.

CP0 looked at his subordinates: "Pack your bags."

"If he finds it, you will be promoted. If not... you will prepare to go to the depths of the New World."

The CP members stood stunned.

Why can’t I control my mouth?