From Admiral to the Gotei 13

The reason why the navy has been able to dominate the sea for so many years is that it has a complete and systematic military system.

Among them, the medical system is also very developed.

A slight comparison between the navy and the pirates reveals the implications.

As an opponent of the same era, in old age, Whitebeard was sick and had to hang a hanging bottle to maintain his life, and the golden lion's head was stuck with a rudder, and he couldn't take it off for more than 20 years

Karp eats senbei doughnuts every day, and he is not afraid of getting three highs at all.

The Warring States even had the leisure to raise baby goats, and neither of them saw anything wrong, let alone hang the medicine bottle.

That is, Zefa was a little unlucky, he had asthma, and one of his arms was removed, so his strength seemed to have regressed greatly.

But from another point of view, when he was not out of the navy, his arm was broken, and the navy had to study a power robotic arm to install it for him.

This 'after-sales' maintenance, the care of retirement life, I don't know how many grades higher than the pirates, the golden lion is estimated to be envious to death.

And at this time, Diarmuid enjoyed this treatment.

I have to say that this warship is worthy of the general's car, the configuration is quite high, and the medical soldier is directly the Devil Fruit ability of the relevant healing system.

All that's left is a little rest for two days to fully recover.

Lying in a hospital bed, Diarmuid still felt a little incredible.

Things are too smooth, this assessment is too casual, and before he can react, he has already passed

Thinking of this, he looked at the saber Nagaso Yatoru who was placed next to the bed.

In order to improve his strength as much as possible, he specially went to find this famous knife of the twenty-first industry of the great industry, but in the end, it was not of much practical use.

He also offended the Don Quixote family for nothing.

However, Diarmuid did not regret anything, and it has always been one of his creeds to be fully prepared before it happens.

He didn't know how the assessment of this officer training camp would be carried out before, so it was normal for him to arrange some more means before the exam.

As for that Doflamingo guy, it doesn't matter, there's a kind of trouble coming to Marlingford to trouble him?

In the end, even if he doesn't have the stubbornness of the average swordsman, it is still very good to have a famous sword that ranks twenty-one in the world.

It's not a loss!

Just as Diarmuid was thinking about these miscellaneous things.

The door of his ward was quietly pushed open a crack, and after hearing this movement, Diarmuid thought that it was one of the two bigwigs, Zefa or Sengoku, who was coming, so he quickly lifted his spirits, and even prepared to get out of bed to signal.

In fact, Diarmuid's positioning of himself is quite practical.

He doesn't feel that he has crossed over, that he is superior to these natives, and that he has an inexplicable sense of arrogance.

What grade, what strength should be done.

If he is the strongest in the world now, then he naturally doesn't have to think about it so much, just lie here and wait for others to greet him.

But he is not, so in the face of stronger people, giving respect and attention to the strong is what should be done, not to mention, maybe you have to face your top boss for a long time in the future?

But just as he was about to get out of bed, a head came out of the crack in the door, and it was a blonde ghost.

This made Diarmuid a little confused, and the two stared at each other for a while, staring at each other at a distance.

Then, as if a little shy, the little imp squeezed in through the door.

"Are you?" asked Diarmuid, a little strangely.

His tone was quite gentle, after all, he wasn't sure what the identity of this little ghost was, not a big nobleman or the illegitimate son of Warring States and Zefa, right?

The little imp looked very shy, and did not speak, but walked to Diarmud's bed, and stretched out his hands with some embarrassment, holding a big red apple.

It seems that he is signaling Diarmuid to accept it.

Diarmuid was even more confused, what the hell are you doing?

But after thinking about it, he still reached out and grabbed the apple and said softly, "Thank you." "

Only then did the little imp breathe a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

Diarmuid took the apple, looked at the little ghost, and saw that he looked expectant, after all, he shook his head helplessly, and took a bite of it.

After all, there are two generals here, so there is no danger, right?

While eating this mouthful of apple, the little imp finally spoke: "Rosinandi..."

"Rosinandi?" Diarmuid repeated, slightly unresponsive.

"Hmm... Roxinandi... My name. The little ghost nodded, and said with some embarrassment.

"Ah, well, my name is Diarmuid," said Diarmuid.

But before he finished speaking, the man was stunned.

Huh?

Rosinandi ???

Aren't you the brother of that guy from Doflamingo?

I really have a fate with you Don Quixote...

At this time, Diarmuid probably guessed what was going on.

Originally, I had the impression that Rosinandi became the adopted son of the Warring States General at a very young age, then joined the Navy, and later became a colonel officer in the Navy Headquarters, and finally chose to become an undercover agent and returned to the Don Quixote family.

In the end, he died on the island of Mignon....

Died at the hands of Doflamingo's own brother.

So now it seems that he should have met the Warring States General, and it is estimated that he is already the adopted son of the Warring States General, otherwise there is no reason to appear on this warship.

Thinking of this, Diarmuid was filled with emotion.

This Roxinandi is simply a giant pit, with a strong aura of pit teammates!

This kid has had a virginial temperament since he was a child, so in the end, he pit all the people he can pit.

The fruit of Doflamingo's surgery was directly confiscated, and the important task that the Warring States General received from the world government was also directly failed by him.

Trafalgar Rowe is the only beneficiary.

Anyway, you have to be careful with this kind of person as a teammate, maybe one day he will be kind-hearted and suddenly dig a hole for you, and you can't climb out if you fall in...

Thinking of this, Diarmuid looked at the half apple in his hand again, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Your Virgin's kindness, from this moment on, has you begun to be unable to hold back?

Otherwise, for no reason, what apples will you send me?

"Imp... Alas. Diarmuid reached out and rubbed Rosinandi's head, muttering helplessly.

Is this a false accusation?

But it's okay, after all, he still has the identity of the adopted son of the Warring States general, and he is a second-generation official, and judging from the performance of the later Warring States generals, there is no doubt that he attaches great importance to the little guy Luo Nandi.

After all, he has been single all his life, and he really doesn't have a son.

It is estimated that all the feelings in this regard have been poured into Luo Nandi's body, right?

So from these aspects, Luo Nandi at this stage is still worth dating.

Rubbed by Diarmuid's head, Roxinandi seemed a little embarrassed, and lowered his head slightly shyly, but he didn't dodge.

At this moment, the door that had not been closed was opened again, and then the Sengoku General walked in through the door.

He glanced at the scene in the room, where Diarmuid was holding a half-eaten apple in his hand, half leaning on the edge of the bed, reaching out and rubbing Rosinandi's head, not to mention, it was quite a warm scene.

For a while, it seemed to touch the softness in the hearts of the Warring States generals, which made his impression of Diarmuid better.

"Roxinandi, I'll just say where you ran to, are you here?" the Warring States General smiled, his tone was very gentle.

Rosinandi seemed a little embarrassed, and quickly lowered his head.

Diarmuid, on the other hand, wanted to get up.

However, the Warring States General walked to the two of them in two steps, reached out and pressed Diarmuid and said, "It doesn't have to be like this, it's too polite..."

Originally, the Warring States General just wanted to find Roxinandi, and he didn't plan to say anything more to Diarmuid.

After all, Diarmuid is nothing special, and the two have nothing to say.

But I don't know if the scene he saw when he entered the door just now touched his heart, or some other reason, in short, the Warring States General inexplicably felt more close to Diarmuid.

Sometimes, people are just like that.

Therefore, he did not leave directly with Roxinandi, but sat on the edge of the bed very naturally, pressed one hand on Roxinandi's head, and said with a smile: "Diarmude, how do you feel?"

"Yes, I feel better, the doctor said it would be cured in two days. Diarmuid replied quickly.

"That's good, don't blame Zefa for his heavy hand, this is also a test for you, if you are not strong enough, in fact, it is good to stay in the North Sea, at least compared to the Great Route, it is much safer here. The Sengoku General said softly.

"Yes, General, I understand!" Diarmuid nodded.

"Well, it's good if you understand, Zefa seems to be very optimistic about you, I hope you can become the pride of our navy in the future, and become his pride..."The Sengoku Admiral smiled, and after a slight pause, he added: "I am also very optimistic about you..."

With a hint of anticipation in his eyes, Diarmuid said, "I won't disappoint you both!"

"Well, you have a good rest, we still have some business in the North Sea before we go back to Malenford. The Warring States General stood up and admonished.

After speaking, he looked at Roxinandi again and said, "Roxinandi, Diarmui still needs to rest and recuperate, let's go?"

Luo Nandi nodded obediently, reached out and held the hand of the Warring States General, it seems that the two really look like father and son...

I have to say that the Warring States generals are really sassy, and Whitebeard doesn't have the foreign spirit he plays.

Newgate, at most, accepted the blood of One Piece as a son, and the Warring States General is good, and he started to be a father to the Draconian.

Admire, admire!

Just when the Warring States General walked to the door of the room, he suddenly turned his head to look at Diarmud and said: "Colonel Diarmuid, the age gap between you and Roxinandi is smaller, whether it is on this ship or the headquarters, he will be lonely, and when the time comes, please take care of me." "

Diarmuid didn't really want to have too much entanglement with Rosinandi in his heart, but at this time he quickly said: "Yes, General." "

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