days in the world of pirates

What is the fastest way to travel around the world?

Of course it's across the windless zone.

But the sea kings scattered all over there are terrifying to talk about, and the danger is even more dangerous than being chased by the navy.

The world is full of all kinds of weird and powerful things, such as Devil Fruits.

For example...hailou stone.

Warships equipped with sea tower stones can avoid the attention of sea kings to a certain extent.

It is not safe enough to say that this is the case.

With the addition of one of the world's top combat forces, the windless zone would not be considered a risky zone at least, if not walking on flat ground.

The sails of the warship carrying Karp and Mawson were raised, and under the command of the accompanying navigator, it moved with the wind, pierced the calm sea and headed straight for the windless zone.

On the deck of the ship.

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Garp was wearing a black suit, and he didn't wear the cloak of justice because he was on vacation.

Mohsen also...

emmmm, Moson has changed into a sexy red beach suit, black and white beach shorts, and the leather boots he usually wears have been turned into flip-flops.

I don’t know where I got a deck chair and a parasol to lie down comfortably and leisurely.

A long straw spread from the corner of his mouth to the round table next to him, and was inserted into a fresh coconut on the table.

Black toad sunglasses covered Mawson's eyes, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

"Hey, it would be great if General Kuzan was here." Mo Sen suddenly sighed.

"This way you can drink coconut water and drink it cool."

Bang...

A fist hit the head.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"You brat, stop thinking of good things for me." Karp's voice followed, "Come and compete with me in eating donuts. I recently broke my own new record, hahahaha."

"Hey, stinky old man, if you beat me again, I won't be done with you." Mo Sen said angrily.

A colorful parrot flew over, stood on the mast and shouted: "Go and duel with him, beat that stinky old man. I support you, cheer you and applaud you, quack."

Mo Sen's face darkened.

This stinky bird is afraid of chaos in the world. If I can beat it, why don't you tell me?

"Stinky parrot, come down and take my iron fist of love." Garp said on the deck.

"Come up if you can."

"get down."

"Come up..."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Bang...

Garp suddenly appeared on the mast and grabbed the unresponsive old demon.

Jump onto the deck with it.

The domineering fist hit the parrot on the head like raindrops.

"Damn it, you stinky old man, you don't play by the rules."

"Stop fighting, I was wrong."

"Ba Ba, I was wrong..."

"You are still beating...Grandpa, I am your long-lost grandson."

Garp finally stopped, it was too bad to have such an old grandson on his side.

Mo Sen's face turned black.

This means that there are no outsiders, otherwise my face will be thrown to my grandma's house with this broken knife.

The soldiers in charge of controlling the sail and the navigator on the side had their mouths twitching wildly, and their faces were red from suppressing it.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

The direction is almost gone.

Suddenly, the navigator seemed to feel something and ran to the side of the ship, stretched out his arm and sensed it for a while.

"Reporting to Lieutenant General Karp and Major General Mawson, we are about to enter the windless zone, please give instructions."

"Ah hahaha, we have entered the windless zone. It's really reliable. Everyone, put down the sails, change the power and continue moving forward." Karp praised.

"Lieutenant General Garp is really an award. How reliable is he?"

"Yeah yeah."

"It's all what we should do."

The busy soldiers were flushed and humble.

The navigator was the first to recover and turned around to arrange work.

"Retract the sails, turn the rudder 15 degrees to the left, and move forward."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

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Marinevandor Naval Academy.

Fortunately, the battle did not affect this place, so it still maintains its original appearance.

Classes also proceed as normal.

Most of the children here are filled with resentment.

It would be great if this place was destroyed too. At least we could play for a long time.

Of course not everyone has this idea, at least not Vincent.

The Naval Academy is a three-year program, and since Vincent came in and joined another class, more than a year and a half has passed.

Because they knew about the brotherly relationship between Mo Sen and Vincent, and because Vincent himself wanted to do his best, his and Liv's kendo practice rooms were also arranged in separate rooms.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Kendo room.

There was a rapid collision of wooden knives, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"You're too anxious, Vincent. You can't even control the rhythm of your attacks. Such an impatient swordsmanship won't make any progress."

Liv, who was holding a knife in her hand, looked completely different from her usual look. With her high ponytail, she looked heroic, and scolded Vincent who fell to the ground.

Vince didn't get up at all, he just sat there, his face gloomy as if it could drip water, his eyes stared blankly at the wooden knife in his hand without making a sound.

Liv put away the wooden knife and sat next to Vincent.

She looked at Vincent and sighed at her young age.

"I don't know what kind of pressure you are under. I know you feel sad and blame yourself for Brother Moson's injury, but the more this happens, the more you have to cheer up, instead of like this."&1t;i>&1t;/i

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Liv's voice brought Vincent back to his senses. He lowered his head and said to himself: "You don't understand, he has been taking care of me since he appeared, but every time he has something to do, I can't help him.

Even if I want to help him with some of the workload, I am not qualified."

"My talent is too poor and too weak."

Wen Si Te has just entered the nurturing period for more than a year, and his strength has improved rapidly.

However, it wasn't until he saw Mawson lying on the hospital bed covered in blood that he realized that his progress during this period was far from enough.

That's his brother, his only relative now!

He hated that he could only be protected by Mawson forever, but he couldn't help Mawson when he was in need.

"Victor," Liv's expression was serious and her tone was not polite, "Brother Moson will be very disappointed when he sees you like this. If you want to catch up with him, you should work harder instead of being so impatient now."

"The more important thing is to keep a calm mind. The world is never fair and everyone's talents are different."

"Strength is not determined only by talent. There are countless people with good talent, and there are only a few who can do what Brother Moson does."

"If nothing else, there are a few in this school who are more talented than us, but can they beat you?"

Girls of the same age are indeed much more mature than boys. It is common for boys of this age to get into trouble when they have just entered puberty.

It is undoubtedly a great blessing to have a friend of the same age who can enlighten me.

Vincent looked at the [Paper Kite] placed not far away, and suddenly said to Liv: "Strength is not entirely determined by talent, right? There are other ways, such as devil fruits."

"I will definitely find a way to keep up with him, definitely."

Liv looked at Vincent who was firming up and did not nod or speak.

Vincent, his obsession is too strong.

I don't know if it's good or bad for him.