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Probably due to the pressure of survival, my eyesight deteriorated badly at night. On the other hand, my whole person was sharper than during the day, and my eyes could not see. My body instinctively handed over the sense of danger to other senses.

It's the same reason that blind people's hearing is much better than normal people's.

Within the brightness of the bonfire, outside the blurred field of vision, the dark twilight shadows become the vast majority of the scenery.

The crackling sound of the burning wood, the wild animals on the fire dripping and splashing the fat instantly burn vigorously, the smoke of the burning wood is mixed with a few traces of unknown and delicious meat.

Nearby, the heat and dryness from the burning hit the face, and farther away, the night air was cold and damp.

The mountain stream was gurgling and rushing, and the gravel and gravel were rolled and collided in the sound of the gurgling water, but there seemed to be other sounds in these small noises.

Gently and lightly, it seems that the vegetation is swaying, and it seems that the wind blows through the treetops.

As that strange and imperceptible approaching, another indescribable feeling slowly invaded the pores, rippling like waves, like the sound of the tide, and like the sun, invisible but unstoppable, infiltrating every nerve and every cell.

I opened my eyes slightly, and trembled unconsciously. Whether it was the devil fruit mixed with fruit, or the concealment of Polusalino and Sakalsky, I was full of doubts and instantly left my mind.

It was a very sweet smell, like an indescribable aroma, rich and long-lasting, but if there was nothing there, it made my heart tremble when it brushed my nose.

Gene issued an order, and the blood began to stir.

It's... Teacher Zefa...

I stood up abruptly, and without saying a word, I rushed towards the direction where the tiny pheromones were emitting in the air.

Oh~

Boom~

嘤嘤嘤~

……

The dim yellow light was immediately replaced by large expanses of darkness, and in the faint sight, at the end of the far mountain stream, there was a shadowy and swaying black.

He rushed there at the fastest speed, and within a few breaths, the breath became clearer.

I vaguely smelled a more intense fragrance, which was different from any other flavor. It was the superposition of fruits and flowers, forest and land, sunshine, rain and dew, all wonderful feelings.

Teacher Zefa~

My mind went blank, I just jumped forward with joy.

near, near, near...

Inspecting my arm, I stretched out my hand towards the black shadow that suddenly stagnated, and opened my mouth. Before the syllables of the name overflowed my tongue, a strong wind rushed towards my face, and the collar suddenly fell again in an instant.

I just felt that I was being held by a force and thrown back into the air. In my blurred vision, a sharp bright light pierced the darkness as quickly as lightning.

The sharp sound of the blades intersecting was short and shrill, and everything suddenly settled in the breath.

The toes crushed the blunt stones near the water shoal, and the body flying along the parabola stopped by the resistance. After standing still, the shaking vision received a complete picture.

The thick black night was surrounded by a yellow light...weapon?When it was illuminated, it looked more like a half-finished sword, one end was held in Polusalino's hand, and the front end was supported by Teacher Zefa's arm.

The shiny fruit is great!It is simply the gospel of my generation with night blindness.

Also... illusion?Why is teacher Zefa's arm covered with a layer of black?

Squinting my eyes, I subconsciously took a step forward, two steps forward, and the two people who were stagnant in a stalemate not far away cast their gazes.

"Thousands of years, why don't you avoid it?" Teacher Zefa's eyes were extremely sharp, and his originally rigorous and solemn voice was now filled with obvious anger, "Is your reaction dead when you are attacked?"

"Because..." I blinked my eyes, trying my best to have an innocent and ignorant expression and tone, "It's Teacher Zefa~" Thinking about it, compared to "Because the attack just now didn't have any murderous intent, it was a temptation." ' Wouldn't that answer, and the other statement, be more pleasant?

Being completely trusted or something... I don't know if Mr. Zefa will be moved?

……

Answering the question with a silly face, accelerating with my feet, I ran forward full of joy.

It is said that men like timid little white flowers. I am watching all kinds of adoration and worship. Teacher Zefa, do you feel a heat in your heart?

Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the scenery is good, how about we go to the corner to talk about life later?

When I ran to a safe distance of about one meter from the two of them, I stopped, squinted my eyes, and smiled brighter, "Teacher Zefa~"

Maybe... uh, I was really touched?Before he finished speaking, the expression on Teacher Zefa's face seemed to soften a little, and the anger disappeared from his gloomy voice, "Thousands of years, please hear clearly next time, and I hope you will think carefully about it."

What?Before I had time to think about the deep meaning of these words, I suddenly heard another... low cold snort.

"Yeah~ No matter what, this is not a place for long conversations." The old elder's tone was pulled by a treacherous voice, and Polusalino's tone seemed to have a hint of sarcasm, "Right? Teacher Zefa~"

I was stunned for a moment, and I took the time to glance at the corner of my eye. Because Teacher Zefa's jewels were in front of me, I was thrown into another sense of existence.

Unfortunately, the other party was also looking at me, the lightsaber in his hand was still in a chopping posture, and his face was slightly turned sideways a few degrees.

Meeting my gaze, classmate Bo, who carried me and threw me far away not long ago, raised the corners of his mouth coldly, with a smile that was not a smile, and stared at people with sharp and cold eyes, as if he could see through everything.

In the next second, the bright glow disappeared in vain.

The field of vision was suddenly blurred, and I paused in place, staring blankly ahead.

……

After a while, the air rolled up and down, and the cool wind was wrapped in a deep and long breath, and it slowly brushed by my side. I stretched out my hand and tried to catch a bright white glow in the distance. It should be Teacher Zefa who walked over. , the corner of the cloak slightly raised behind him.

The soft fabric touched by the fingertips slipped off for a moment, and my hand held another temperature. Then, the other party's hand was held upside down, and with a familiar movement that I had experienced several times, five fingers squeezed between my fingers and ten fingers interlocked.

The fingers are slender and tough, with clear and strong joints. The tiger's mouth and palms are covered with rough calluses, and the force of tightening is uncomfortable.

I struggled but was held tighter. I hissed in a low voice, frowned, and was about to speak out in protest when I was pulled back by a force and staggered forward.

Polusalino didn't speak, and I couldn't see his expression clearly at night, but a strange and stagnant air pressure radiated from him.

It wasn't until he walked back to the temporary camp and stepped into the brightness range of the bonfire that he let go of my hand, turned around, and stood in front of me, taking advantage of the opportunity to block the sight of other people behind him.

After quietly staring at it for a few seconds, Polusalino showed a playful expression on his face, and then said, "So..."

The extremely suppressed voice was ambiguous, and there was no further words after he spoke. He suddenly turned and walked aside, leaving me standing in the bright field of vision inexplicably.

……

After thinking about it, I then put aside Polusalino's strange performance, looked around, and paused slightly.

Polusalino was squatting in front of the bonfire, dealing with the dinner staple that had already smelled a bit too much, and Sakaski sat cross-legged in place, seemingly not moving at all, his body... er, his fighting spirit was fluctuating, obviously Hand to hand with people.

There were two more people beside the bonfire. Besides Teacher Zefa, there was another unexpected guest tonight.

"Sir Triton." Seeing the other party looking over with raised eyelids, I subconsciously stood at attention.

Brigadier General Triton, the instructor of the kendo class, waved his hand and said in a manly voice, "Don't be so formal, I'm not your instructor now~"

"But it seems that in the future, I may feel relieved that I have taught you~"

"After all, there are very few students who can block Mr. Zefa's steps, and there are not many students who can force me out of the hiding place with one blow."

While talking, he smiled, looked around again, and then said, "Sakaski, Polusalino, do you want to consider going to my place after the internship?"

"Devil fruits scattered all over the world, few natural ones that the Navy has been able to collect in recent years."

"You two are lucky."

When Brigadier General Triton said this, two "lucky" classmates glared at me at the same time.

After rubbing my nose, I tried my best to remain calm, walked forward to the side of the fruit after dinner, sat cross-legged, and tilted my head, "Mr. Zefa, what do you want me to do?"

Originally, I wanted to change the subject, but I didn't want to open my mouth. Teacher Zefa's relaxed expression became serious again, and his gray-blue eyes showed a little thoughtfulness.

……

After waiting for a long time, the staple food of dinner was chopped into countless small pieces by Polusalino as if venting his anger, and they were placed on green leaves and presented to everyone before Brigadier General Tritton said, "Hey, it's true. Hungry, let's eat first, or talk while eating?"

"Mr. Zefa doesn't have to feel embarrassed, I think this girl knows what she wants better than anyone else."

Picking up a piece of meat and throwing it into his mouth, Mr. Brigadier General Tritton moved roughly, his voice was muffled while chewing, but his words were extremely sharp.

I dryly twitched the corners of my mouth, pressed my intention to ask questions, and reached out to the hot dinner in front of me.

Pick up a piece and throw it into your mouth—hmm, there is some firewood, the heat is over.

After swallowing the first piece, I have no intention of continuing to eat the second piece. Although I am not a foodie, I am still quite picky about meat. Protein intake is necessary, but compared to it, I personally prefer fruits and sweet spring water.

It's a pity... after the meal, the fruit is mixed with devil fruit... Thinking of this, I squinted at the tainted delicacy with melancholy, not wanting to see Mr. Zefa picking up a piece from it again.

I froze for a moment, and just as I was about to speak, Polusalino, who was sitting diagonally opposite, suddenly said, "Once a devil fruit has been bitten, the rest will be useless."

"Is that so?" I looked up blankly, and saw that he was also holding a piece of fruit, and put it to his mouth without hesitation, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was not wrong.

"In comparison, the sweet taste is still good. The strange thing is that human beings cannot resist the temptation." Polusalino's eyes were burning, and his eyes were dark and inexplicable. There are people willing to do it."

Bit by bit, the flesh was picked up by the fingertips, bit by bit, and swallowed slowly, the eyes of the person who was eating seemed to point, "So it's strange~ Bai Sui refused so thoroughly twice. "

……

After a long while, the corners of my eyes twitched, and I slowly turned my eyes away a few degrees, and then my eyes met Sakaski who started staring at me silently at some point, so the corners of my mouth twitched again.

"Ah~ I heard that it's super unpalatable!" Shrugging, I spread my hands and gave the answer.

Although the answer seemed far-fetched, I couldn't think of any other answer for a while, and the two students obviously put on a posture of breaking the casserole and asking the bottom line.

I know they are suspicious, especially Polusalino, and of course, I also don't understand why Sakalski would mix devil fruit with after-dinner fruit.

In addition to the fact that Polusalino did not eat them before, the two must have reached a consensus, or did they feel that everything was left to fate?

I or Sakarski, whichever one eats, is it a kind of fairness?

But forget it, now does not seem to be the time to get to the bottom of it.

Hearing my answer, the two classmates showed weird and distorted expressions together. After thinking about it, I stroked my chin and asked with great interest, "Is it really bad?"

The breath on the two of them froze for a few seconds, and the corners of Polusalino's eyes twitched violently. He gritted his teeth and said, "Have you tried mixing turpentine with semi-rotten raw meat and mud, and then eating it in your mouth?"

Xu recalled the incomparably terrible feeling at that time, Polusalino's whole face was livid, "You can try it at the age of [-]~ It's unforgettable."

A few seconds later, Sakalski's voice was hoarse and his tone was serious, and he said, "Moldy leather in a humid environment, and a ditch exposed to the sun for half a month, plus a red-hot soldering iron."

What a murderous...taste!With a dry laugh, I lowered my head, not having the courage to look directly at the two classmates who were lucky enough to taste the taste of the devil fruit, with hatred mixed with sadness.

……

The atmosphere seemed to be frozen by the bloody and tearful accusations of the two students.

After a while, Teacher Zefa's voice broke the silence, "A thousand years old."

yes!I raised my head suddenly, and put on a smile at the speed of light, "Teacher Zefa."

The two looked at each other, and for a split second, I saw a complicated look in Mr. Zefa's eyes that flashed and then disappeared.

Afterwards, the corners of his pursed mouth sank a bit, and his tone of voice was serious and dignified, "After graduation, military cadets will be stationed in various places. The four seas outside the great channel are the first choice."

"And if you give up the internship, you will go to the second half of the naval base and start as an ordinary soldier."

"Before, I must first ask you, thousands of years old, how much do you know about the situation of the four seas and the great waterway?"

Startled, I quickly glanced at Brigadier General Triton beside me. I raised my eyebrows and replied, "After crossing the Reversing Mountain, except for the relatively peaceful East China Sea, the rest of the sea is similar."

"Pirates born in the South China Sea are famous for their bloodthirsty and brutality even in the great waterway. Come to think of it, the situation in the South China Sea is extremely chaotic."

"The West China Sea, where most of the islands are in the hands of the state, and naval operations are stretched to the left and right."

"Compared to the other three sea areas, in my opinion, the most unfavorable situation is the North Sea."

While speaking, I was thinking rapidly in my mind, interrupting the internship tonight, what is the intention of this person, Brigadier General Triton left Marineford half a month ago, and it is said that he is taking on a certain mission.

And Zefa...although he has stepped down from the position of admiral, I heard that the Navy Headquarters still has tasks that require him to solve them from time to time.

For example, to deter pirates, after the military academy graduates, there is no need to guide the students for the time being. The former general, the black-armed Zefa, is about to go to the second half of the country to sweep/sweep and suppress there.

Then, I came here on purpose and told the consequences before explaining the situation, so there is no beginning and no end...

……

While my thoughts were racing, I took a deep breath and continued, "Compared to the South China Sea where pirates are rampant and the West China Sea controlled by the state, the North Sea is where two forces penetrate each other."

"Pirates and the government use each other to cooperate, from controlling industry and commerce, to arming the army, and even..." After a pause, I narrowed my eyes and slowly curled my mouth, "Some islands have actually been ruled by pirates. "

"You know it very well, because you were born in Beihai?" Brigadier General Triton said, with a sharp and cold look in his eyes, "Marinford did not teach you so much about the situation in the world."

"I have long eyes and ears, so I can see and listen." I glanced at the other party with the corner of my eye, and looked back, I smiled deeper, "Then, Teacher Zefa, what do you want to say?"

"It seems that there is no need to worry about you."

After a brief silence, the man's hoarse and deep voice was vaguely relaxed and helpless, "The second half of the great channel, on the other side of the Red Earth Continent, has been difficult for the navy so far, except for the unpredictable weather and sea environment. Most of the surveyed islands are occupied."

"The pirates who can reach the second half are all powerful and tyrannical. They use huge power and force to wash every inch of land. The natives of the island are more accustomed to being ruled by pirates."

"Sent to the New World to garrison, every officer and soldier who went there has the consciousness of burying his bones there."

"I know~" I nodded, making it very clear, "The other end of the Red Earth Continent is called [New World], a brand new place of chaos and disorder."

"Justice must prevail, however, the victor is king."

……

"Yeah, the idea of ​​being a hundred years old is really interesting." The voice suddenly interjected into the conversation came from Polusalino who had been quiet for a long time, "The winner is king, you mean, the 'justice' written in history can only come from The hand of the victor?"

"It has nothing to do with the position of navy pirates."

"What does that matter?" I turned my face away and smiled innocently, "I just need to remember my position."

The four eyes met, the man's eyes were unscrupulous and ulterior motives, after a long time, he clicked his tongue, he turned his eyes away, and said to himself, "Sophistry, what a terrible, specious concept."

Then, when the topic turned back, I curled the corners of my lips indifferently, and put away my gloomy stare at him, "Mr. Zefa, you are not here to discuss the world situation with me tonight, are you?"

"Please speak directly." I looked into those gray-blue eyes without avoiding them, and didn't care about the vague scrutiny in them. "What is the reason that caused me to suspend my internship?"

"You have repeatedly confirmed, and even revealed the intention of dissuading. What makes you sure that I will definitely give up the internship?"

After a while, Mr. Brigadier General Triton said in a deep voice, "Let me tell you~"

When my eyes met, he said again, "Half a month ago, the civil/war in Dumuzi Kingdom ended, the former ruler was defeated, and Atashata became the king of subjugation. His Majesty the emperor asked the World Government for asylum. "

"On the condition of donating the Crescent Flute, the most important treasure of the Dumuzi Kingdom, in exchange for its protection."

"My task is to escort all the way until we reach the central Maryjoa."

"And you, if you decide, come with me. For the next voyage, the warship will divert to the waters between Atlanta and Gaugamela in order to verify the authenticity of the Ocarina of the New Moon."

……

The key is, what is [Ocarina of the New Moon]?I stared at the slightly opened and closed lips of Brigadier General Triton in a daze. After a long while, I turned my head and looked at other people for help.

Looking around, he met Polusalino's black eyes, and then he said in a hoarse voice, "The flute of the new moon is a treasure used to summon the Siren King?"

"The Siren King, who appears once every 20 years, needs a woman as bait even if he is summoned by the Crescent Flute."

Polusalino raised his eyes, his eyes were gloomy and stern, "Is the headquarters planning to sacrifice thousands of years old?" The voice was like a question, and the soft and slow rhythm contained unmistakable blood and anger.

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