Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

"It's so handsome..."

"Completely different style from the first three instructors..."

"Is this Lieutenant General Darren?"

"I really want to be his adjutant... follow him day and night..."

At this moment, looking at the almost perfect Vice Admiral in front of them, similar thoughts emerged in the minds of all the students present, and they were very excited.

The boy's eyes exuded admiration and admiration. The girl's cheeks were slightly red, her breathing became slightly hot, and her eyes that couldn't be controlled even turned into the shape of love hearts.

With his strong momentum, tall figure, perfect appearance, and unruly yet gentle temperament, just standing there gives people an unparalleled sense of security... He is simply what they think of a perfect instructor!

Especially under the "contrast" of the three instructors in front of him, Darren's image became even taller and taller.

Facts have proven that no matter where in the world, the first impression is very important.

"Lieutenant General Darren, so handsome..." Even Magellan, who was hiding pitifully in a dark corner in the distance, couldn't help but crane his neck, stare blankly at Darren's figure, and murmur softly.

Facing such a scene, Sakaski took a deep look at Darren and frowned.

Porusalino smiled strangely and seemed unconcerned.

Kuzan looked even more excited than the freshmen, and said excitedly with trembling all over:

"You are truly worthy of being the opponent I considered you to be! He was followed and recognized by everyone as soon as he appeared on the stage... This is really cool!!"

Seeing the "raging crowd" in front of him, Zefa's mouth twitched.

But thinking about the fact that Darren was his student, he couldn't help but take a step forward and puffed up his chest proudly.

“It seems that everyone is enthusiastic and looking forward to teaching in the future, which I am very happy about.”

Darren was not surprised by the reaction of this group of military cadets. He smiled gently and said:

"In the following training camp time, I will serve as a special instructor to teach everyone how to practice physical fitness."

His eyes swept across the cadet's face one by one, and he did not even forget Magellan in the distance.

"As someone who has been there, I can assure you that your time at the military academy will be the most memorable and valuable time for you in the future, bar none."

"And I, a outdated senior, will try my best to spend time with you and try to help you grow up faster."

"Here, I would like to take this opportunity to thank Teacher Zefa for his teaching and encouragement."

Having said this, Darren looked at Zefa with a smile and nodded gently in greeting.

Zefa was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth raised almost uncontrollably, and he straightened his waist even more.

"Although Teacher Zefa has a bad temper, has a weird temper, is very ruthless, is quite stingy, and never treats guests..."

Zefa:? ? ?

His smile was frozen on his face, and his expression was a little stiff.

Darren finished with a smile:

"But he was a really good teacher."

Zefa:......

In fact, you just need to say the last sentence, and there is no need to say other nonsense.

Darren's kind teasing immediately aroused bursts of laughter from the military students present, and the atmosphere on the court became much more relaxed.

Not only is the image so perfect, the strength is so powerful, he is even so humorous! !

Thinking of this, they glanced at the Sakaski trio again, the corners of their eyes trembled, and then their gazes at Darren became even more intense.

"Ahem...Okay, now let's start the preliminary selection of your instructors."

Zefa coughed twice, interrupting Darren's performance.

He cursed in his heart: If this brat continues to talk, I might even be laid off as the chief instructor.

He sighed helplessly, raised his head and said loudly:

"Think carefully, and after determining your future development direction, stand in front of the instructor you want to choose."

Darren, the four special instructors, were also separated by a distance, lined up, and stood there with great momentum.

This system of specially appointed instructors is actually easy to understand and is equivalent to an elective course in college.

Zefa, the chief instructor of the military academy, is the teacher of the major courses and is responsible for helping the students lay a solid foundation.

The four specially appointed instructors, Sakaski, Porusalino, Kuzan and Darren, are equivalent to teachers of elective courses, allowing students to freely choose the focus of their future development and choose voluntarily.

Less than two seconds after he finished speaking, almost all the students rushed to Darren and formed a long queue.

The pace was so fast that it even stirred up a cloud of smoke.

Zefa:......

He looked at the long line in front of Darren, and then at the other three people.

In front of Sakaski... there was no one.

In front of Kuzan... there was no one.

Zefa's face became darker and darker.

"This guy Porusalino probably has no one... Huh?"

Zefa was suddenly startled, and then he was a little surprised to find that there was a figure with a dull temperament standing in front of Porusalino.

Virgo?

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The third officer training camp of the Navy Headquarters...has officially begun.

In the stands far away from the school ground, Darren crossed his legs, biting a lighted cigar, looking lazily at the lively scene on the school ground, feeling a little emotional.

"Run for me!!"

"Xiusuo, you are so strong, why are you so slow!?"

"Penn! You are too thin! Eat more!! You look like a mummy!"

"And you, Dole! This is physical training... You are not allowed to use your long-legged clan abilities!"

Waves of violent and thunderous roars continued to be heard, mixed with the clang of bullets splashing on the ground, and the sounds of mourning for the freshmen of the military academy.

"Teacher Zefa really hasn't changed at all..."

Kuzan walked over slowly, sat next to Darren, and handed the latter a bottle of sherry.

Darren took the wine, smiled and said:

"Why do you like drinking this?"

Kuzan laughed and said:

"This is the most domineering wine, and it is also Teacher Zefa's favorite wine..."

He looked at the purple-haired figure in the distance who was pointing a machine gun at his students. Unexpectedly, he was not the usual middle school student, and his eyes were filled with composure and respect.

"Because of him, I also like this wine..."

He looked away and raised the bottle.

"...I want to be a handsome man like him."

Darren was startled, then smiled, touched the bottle, and took a sip.

"I'm leaving, I guess you'll be busy next..."

Kuzan winked at Darren, stood up, patted his butt and left.

Looking at his handsome back, Darren was in a trance for a moment.

It's been one year since the training camp to graduation... This guy seems to have matured a lot.

——Except when the blood gets the better of you.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and turned his head to look somewhere.

In the corner at the edge of the stands,

A slightly timid figure was hiding there, carefully sticking out half of his face to observe secretly, but the huge black demon wings betrayed his hiding.

"Magellan? Come here..."

Darren was stunned for a moment, then smiled and waved to him.

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