Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

Chapter 327 I am here for training

Half an hour later.

The terrain in this mountain stream has almost completely changed.

Streams were cut off, trees fell, and the earth cracked and cracked.

Huo Shaoshan and others fell to the ground in a mess, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they were grinning in pain. The scene was simply too miserable to watch.

"Then that's the end of today's special training."

Darren sat on Jiaji's chest without any gesture, his eyes swept over everyone's face, and he exhaled a dragon-like smoke with a smile, feeling comfortable all over.

His guess was indeed correct.

Moderate exercise can help you recover from your injuries.

Now I feel like my breathing has become much easier.

"Go back and have a good rest. See you at the same time tomorrow."

His tone was filled with gloating, which immediately caused another burst of wailing.

…

At night.

After a simple meal, Darren came to the beach of the island with a bottle of wine in his hand.

The cool sea breeze blew in, and the waves beat rhythmically against the rocks on the shore.

A one-armed figure with a broad back was already standing on the shore, the cigar in his mouth had been lit, and the fire was bright or dim in the night.

The familiar white cloak was gone, replaced by a wide and deep black cloak.

This made the former navy admiral's back look particularly solemn.

"Teacher Zefa."

Darren shouted and threw the wine in his hand.

Zefa took the wine, took a look, smiled and said:

"Sherry."

Darren walked slowly to his side and smiled:

"Yes, this is your favorite wine... That guy Kuzan likes to drink it very much and says it is the most domineering wine."

"Kuzan..."

Hearing this name, Zefa's eyes were dazed for a moment.

"That brat is too hot-blooded, very similar to me when I was young..."

He pursed his chapped lips.

"...Sooner or later, you will suffer a loss."

Darren glanced at him and said calmly:

"Everyone has their own path to take... This is what you taught us, Teacher Zefa."

Zefa fell silent.

He looked at the sherry in his hand and suddenly asked:

"Boy Darren, do you think my life... is a failure?"

He unscrewed the sherry in his hand, raised his head and took a swig, choked and coughed violently several times, gasped and stared at the sea in the distance, and smiled to himself:

"I have longed to be a hero since I was a child and wanted to protect the justice of this world... But in the end, I couldn't protect anything."

"——You protected Ah Shi."

Darren interrupted Zefa and said in a deep voice:

"The success or failure of life should not be judged so simply."

"You may not have become a hero in the navy, but you are already a hero in the eyes of countless people;"

"You may not have been able to protect your own family, but you have protected mine and the families of countless people;"

"You may not have been able to become a naval marshal, but your legend is still circulating on the sea."

"I can give many, many examples like this, but the most important point is that Teacher Zefa..."

He looked seriously at the weathered teacher in front of him and said word by word:

"Your life has not yet come to an end."

Zefa was stunned for a while, and then he said with a dumb smile:

"You're still good at talking."

"If Sakaski were to answer this question, he would probably say directly, "Yes, your life is a failure, Mr. Zefa."

Darren nodded and said:

“That’s not to say it’s unreasonable.”

Zefa: "..."

He took a deep breath, resisted the urge to beat this brat, and said slowly:

"Boy Darren, I know that you can't trust me, nor can you trust people like Jiaji... In your heart, you actually want to invite us to join the North Sea Fleet."

"But like you said, everyone has their own path."

"What is true justice... I didn't understand it before, and I still don't understand it now, but that doesn't mean I have to give up."

He smiled lightly in relief.

"In the past, many things in the Navy were not so thorough...but now, the answer may be different."

Zefa turned around, his slightly rickety body gradually straightened up, and his one-armed fist clenched.

"I will lead them to reorganize an army, an army that is completely independent of the power of the world government!"

"...to pursue true justice!"

The moment I said the last sentence,

A deep aura suddenly erupted from Zefa's body and spread out.

The chilling black cloak danced wildly in the wind, making a hunting sound.

——His whole body is as sharp as an unyielding battle spear!

Darren's eyes were dazed and he was slightly startled.

I see……

Have you also awakened your domineering domineering energy?

He reacted quickly and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Wait, why do I say "also"?

Darren felt Zefa's momentum carefully, and a look of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

It's obviously just the newly awakened Overlord Haki, but its intensity... is already no less than that of the Warring States Period!

Wait, why do I say "ye" again?

…

After saying goodbye to Zefa, Darren walked home along the seaside.

He lit a cigar silently, and his thoughts drifted away in the wind with the smoke.

Now that Teacher Zefa has made a decision, he will no longer force it.

After all, Zefa now is different from the original plot.

Not only did he obtain the Piaopiao Fruit, but he also successfully awakened the Overlord Color Haki, which is an epic enhancement.

As long as he fully recovers from his injuries and is equipped with a custom-made mechanical arm, relying on his powerful domineering and physical skills, even Roger and Whitebeard, who are now at the peak of their combat power, can fight equally.

Coupled with the mobility of the Piao Piao Fruit, the safety of Teacher Zefa and others is also guaranteed to a certain extent.

Thinking of this, Darren felt a lot more at ease.

But soon he became speechless again, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

What a dashing naval scum he was once upon a time.

Unexpectedly, she has started to become a mother-in-law now. The so-called bondage is indeed the most annoying thing.

Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, Darren suddenly stopped.

"How did you come?"

He raised his head. On the shore not far away, a tall figure stood under the bright moonlight, with long black hair tied into a high ponytail swaying gently in the sea breeze.

"I didn't come to training during the day, so I'll make up for it now."

Gion bit his lower lip and slowly pulled out the famous golden sword from his waist.

Darren looked at Gion quietly and suddenly smiled:

"I thought you were going to stay angry and ignore me from now on."

Looking at Darren's narrow gaze, a faint blush appeared on Gion's face, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm not angry!"

"If you're not angry..."

The man's deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Before Gion could react, a hand with distinct knuckles had wrapped around her waist.

Her eyes widened.

"W-what are you going to do!?"

Gion gasped in panic, his ears turning red.