days in the world of pirates

Five minutes later, Merson felt refreshed. He finally got his money back. Franka had beaten him frequently during previous sparring sessions. Who didn't know that he, Merson, was known as the little prince who held a grudge.

Franka sat in the chair feeling a little lifeless. In the past six months, she had focused all her energy on improving her strength, and even started to practice one of the six moves.

Unexpectedly, the gap with this kid is getting bigger and bigger, not to mention that this kid also ate a devil fruit.

"Hey, Mo Sen, I want to report your situation to the headquarters. The summer recruitment camp is about to start."

After a short period of decadence, Franka decided not to be as knowledgeable as this brat Mawson. After all, she couldn't defeat him because of her lack of knowledge. Her sadness simply turned into a river.

"I haven't asked you yet, Colonel, where are you going to go for this promotion? Have you found out yet?"

"Where else can I go, the Grand Line, maybe some base to become a major adjutant."

"Major? Shouldn't you be promoted to half a level? Why are you demoted?"

He didn't know much about this. He knew that the navy of the Sihai branch was a big step behind the navy of the same rank as the main branch.

Even if Franke is now, by the time he reaches the Grand Line, he will probably be comparable to a major in the headquarters, and will definitely not be able to reach the level of a lieutenant colonel.

"You brat, where do you think that is? That's where the monsters of the Grand Line gather. I'm very lucky to be a major."

Franka looked at Merson speechlessly, knowing that he was like an idiot in this area. After all, if you spend all your time training, how can you expect to train your IQ in your muscles?

"Actually, I'm not strong enough to be the Major Adjutant of the Grand Line. It's all thanks to the list you found earlier. I helped the Navy eliminate many underground forces, so I was promoted as an exception."

"Whoa, but it doesn't matter anymore. I'll be there to protect you from now on, so you don't have to worry."

Franka looked at Mawson with a look of surprise on his face. I am a colonel. Although I will become a major soon, how can you, a second lieutenant, have the confidence to say this? People who don't know better think you are a general.

Franka picked up the phone and dialed the number of the navy headquarters.

Not long after, the call was answered, and it was a bearded man with a simple and honest appearance.

"Lieutenant General Huo Shaoshan, Franka, the 77th base in the East China Sea, is reporting to you."

"Hey, hey, it's Franke. Don't be so outspoken. Do you have anything to report?"

The phone bug's expression is lifelike, and he can clearly reflect the other party's situation. He has a beard, his eyes are narrowed, and his voice is rich and gentle. He is exactly like Huo Shaoshan!

"Ha Yi, Lieutenant General, the person I told you about getting the list before, Second Lieutenant Moson, who went missing in a storm while chasing pirates, has returned to the team, and the pirate porcupine he was chasing was also killed."

"Oh, you're such a lucky kid. Then, I'll have someone change the missing file in the file. It's been half a year since the new camp started. If you enter now, you have to work hard to catch up."

Lieutenant General Huoshaoshan's words made Franka's expression look a little strange. He knew the strength of those guys in the recruit camp, and he didn't think anyone could pose a threat to Mawson in the recruit camp now.

"Franka, it's time for you to set off. Report to the headquarters earlier so that you can familiarize yourself with the situation earlier. The Grand Line is not comparable to places like the East China Sea."

"Obey the Lieutenant General!"

"This time, the headquarters will arrange for someone to pick you up. After you hand over the base, the person who picks you up from the headquarters will bring the appointment letter with him."

After hanging up the phone, Lieutenant General Huo Shaoshan asked someone to pull up Moson's file, prepare information, and contact the instructors in the recruit camp.

"Huh? It's already passed?"

"The Slippery Fruit user! The Iron Zhanhao... can still fight Hong? I didn't expect him to be such an incredible brat."

"Looks like I need to report. In recent years, only Smoker, Tina, and Vergo have performed well in the recruit camp. I hope this kid Moson is one too."

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In the 77th base town, Mawson was already preparing to leave the base. He hadn't returned home for half a year, and he didn't know how Vincent and Keno were doing.

At the gate of the base, after Mo Sen went out, a thin figure flashed past the corner of his eye and disappeared.

Mo Sen raised the corners of his mouth, what a arrogant brat!

When Mawson walked through the town, the whole town was in a stir. Countless people took to the streets to welcome Mawson back safely. The entire connecting road was blocked for a while.

Mo Sen finally squeezed out and took a breath of air.

Damn it, it’s okay for a little kid to grab his long knife and not let go. I can tolerate two young ladies kissing me. What kind of trouble do you, a 50-year-old aunt, want to cause by touching each other randomly?

There was also a wretched old man who actually tried to put his hand into his shirt. If it weren't for the sake of the neighbors, he would have his hand cut off, hung up and shot for ten minutes.

He straightened his clothes and straightened his cloak of justice. He took off his navy hat. This old hat was really the ugliest. The key was that it covered half of his face and half of his handsomeness. How could he, who relied on his face to make a living?

Tolerate.

Sometimes it's not enough if I don't wear it. When I get promoted to a school officer, I will never touch it again. If I touch it once, I will be like a dog.

Bah, bah, bah, you can’t breastfeed yourself, you still have to abide by the law of true fragrance!

The door was ajar, but there was no one in the room.

There were sounds from time to time in the woods behind the room, and it goes without saying that they were his invincible, cold and arrogant younger brother.

After thinking about it, I threw the hat on the hanger and carried the paper kite with the snow-white scabbard with plum blossom spots to the grove behind.

"Hey, there is another person? Little Keno is here too. He is such a good boy."

At the entrance of the forest, he felt that something was wrong inside. This was due to the improvement of his perception ability after his strength became stronger. Now he only needs a small opportunity to awaken the color of seeing and hearing.

A few meters away was a small open space where a young man with a cold expression was practicing chopping with a special wooden knife.

Next to the boy is a little Keno who is as cute as a Barbie doll.

After Mo Sen appeared, little Keno wanted to turn around and look at him, but the cold boy glared at him and quickly stopped making any move.

The two little people pretended not to see him and ignored him.

The younger brother of the fish lips, you don't know that the bear child is not used at home that it will be meaningless! Even dare to bring the bad cute Qino, unforgivable.

"Dear brother, your sword skills are too bad, come and receive the education of my love!"

Mo Sen walked up to Vincent step by step, looked at him and said, "Hit me, and this paper kite, one of the 50 craftsmen of the Good Knife, will be yours."

Vincent's expressionless face suddenly became vivid, and without answering, he stabbed Mo Sen with the wooden knife in his hand, startling little Keno beside him.

However, it's of no use. Just like Mawson's fight with Shanks before, the gap between Vincent and Mawson is too big now.

Mawson stepped aside, and the scabbard knife suddenly hit Vincent's body. The force was not strong, but the pain was abnormal.

Vincent gritted his teeth, his expression unchanged, and he struck with another knife, but Mo Sen gently blocked it. With a slight push, Vincent was pushed back a few steps.

"Physical fitness, boy, do you turn a deaf ear to my brother's words? Without strong physical fitness, everything else is in vain!"

Vince gritted his teeth and attacked again. However, after a few times, he didn't even touch a corner of Mawson's coat. Instead, he was beaten many times and even had two bruises on his face.

Little Keno next to her was almost scared to tears, but she didn't dare to come up and stop her.

With a "bang", Vincent finally fell to the ground, and little Keno next to him hurried to help him.

Mo Sen stood aside. Although he was satisfied with the progress of Vincent's swordsmanship, this boy's physical fitness was so poor that he probably wouldn't be able to survive a fierce battle.

"Without physical support for swordsmanship, a brat can't truly wield his power."

"I don't want any physical fitness, bastard, I want to become stronger, and I don't want to be a drag on you!"

Vincent, who had a cold face, suddenly collapsed and burst into tears.