I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

After being given a variety of juices by the cafeteria for several days in a row, Yan couldn't help but secretly hinted that the navy uncle in the cafeteria was an adult, and he didn't have any responsibilities on weekdays, and it was not good to drink too much juice.

Yan's original intention was to express that he was an adult, and he didn't need to be given juice every day like a child.

Moreover, he didn't take any position on the warship on weekdays, so he was ashamed to enjoy this kind of special treatment. Drinking too much juice would be bad for his health.

The canteen navy uncle, who had only thought for a moment, had a look of enlightenment on his face, as if he had fully understood what Yan meant, and said. "I understand."

Then, the navy uncle snatched the kettle from Yan's hand, and sneaked towards the back kitchen.

Seeing this scene, Ian's head was full of question marks.

Is it possible... Uncle Navy thought I meant to let him be a little sneaky, don't be so aboveboard?

However, Ian didn't know it was, the navy uncle with the kettle sneaked into the warehouse in the back kitchen, quietly took out the sealed wine and poured it into Ian's kettle.

Immediately, the navy uncle handed the filled jug to Ian, winked and said.

"Brother Yan, this is a good thing, don't let other colleagues see it."

For this, Yan could only thank him reluctantly, and continued to walk back to his room with a seasick appearance.

Afterwards, Yan, who had hardly touched alcohol since time travelling, subconsciously took a big sip like drinking fruit juice.

"This smell, why is it a little... above? It's still a little familiar..."

Deeply puzzled, Yan took another breath in order to find out. While swallowing, he smacked his mouth, feeling more and more familiar with the taste.

It wasn't until... after Yan felt inexplicably that he was a little ecstatic, his somewhat confused brain suddenly woke up for a moment, and murmured.

"Oh, it's over, it's the feeling of alcohol..."

It's just that Yann was completely overwhelmed at this moment, and he couldn't hold back the urge to continue drinking. Even driven by drunkenness, Yann even sang loudly.

"Life... life..."

"Life is just a few autumns, don't get drunk and don't give up..."

And this singing also attracted Kuzan, who was not far away, and seeing Yan's unrestrained appearance, he couldn't help asking.

"Yan, you drink in broad daylight? Where did you get the wine?"

In this regard, Yan, who was in a drunk state, waved his hands casually, tilted his head, and said with a smile.

"Brother Kuzan, don't worry about such... such details. As the saying goes, getting drunk can relieve all worries, and I am also depressed. This feeling of complete relaxation is really great."

"Really?" Kuzan said, frowning slightly.

"Would you like some?" Ian invited.

Immediately, when Kuzan was a little moved, but he hesitated to keep silent because of the military discipline he had always observed in the past, Yan pulled Kuzan who was standing at the door in, and then closed the door.

"drink!"

Yan casually found a cup in the room and poured a full cup for Kuzan.

"Forget it, military discipline clearly stipulates that you can't drink alcohol during non-break time, which is inappropriate." Kuzan hesitated, shook his head and refused.

"What's there?"

Yan opened his drunken eyes and persuaded him to drink.

"Mr. Garp doesn't sleep every day? He still becomes a naval hero. So, Brother Kuzan, having a few flaws will only make it easier for the higher authorities to accept."

Kuzan, who also seldom drank, thought for a while, but was moved by Yan's words, frowning and directly drank a glass of fine wine.

For a time, the atmosphere on the scene became harmonious and relaxed a lot in an instant.

Kuzan also asked casually.

"Yan, I'll forget it, what source of trouble can you have?"

"Ha, my troubles? Of course it comes from the navy, this sea, and even this era."

Fortunately, Yann still has some rationality, knowing to hide some important keywords, but speaking vaguely.

"Brother Kuzan, don't you think the navy is not pure enough? Don't you think the sea is too chaotic? Don't you think this era is simply too bad?"

Hearing this, Kuzan looked at Yan with somewhat surprised eyes.

In Kuzan's impression, Yaen has always resisted making meritorious service, thinking that he is just a kind-hearted but extremely unmotivated second-generation soldier.

"It seems that Yann, you are not as simple as you seem on the surface." Kuzan said.

"Sure, who wouldn't a normal person secretly hide six, seven, eight or ninety hands of cards?" Yan replied with a natural expression.

...

Kuzan.

Hearing this sentence, Kuzan inexplicably felt that he was not a normal person.

Immediately after, Kuzan subconsciously took another sip of fine wine and asked inexplicably. "Why do you hide so many hole cards?"

"Of course it's for... leather..."

Yan tilted his head and said instead.

"For justice. After all, everyone's justice is different. Perhaps due to the many restrictions and other people's justice, I can't insist on it on the bright side, but hiding my cards allows me to complete my justice secretly."

This sentence made Kuzan, who was confused and self-doubting during this period, fall into deep thought.

Yeah?

Indeed, due to their different thoughts and standpoints, justice will naturally be different.

Just like there is a great conflict with Sakalski's ideas, if I have a conflict with Sakalski every time, it is obviously inappropriate.

Especially in the future, if there is a civil war between the admirals who are the "highest combat power of the navy", it may greatly affect the prestige of the navy, causing the pirates on this sea to become more riotous and rampant.

But what is the point of everything I stand for as a Navy if I allow things to happen that my justice cannot tolerate?

What Ian said is indeed correct. Instead of this, it is better...

"Hey……"

At this moment, Yan shook the empty flagon and said. "Brother Kuzan, go get some wine."

Kuzan thought for a while, and his tense face seemed to be relieved a lot, and he agreed directly and walked out the door.

"By the way, don't forget to get some peanuts, kelp, etc..." Behind Kuzan, Yan shouted to remind.

"Got it!" Kuzan replied.

Soon, as Kuzan turned back, there were several marines behind him, each holding a large jar of fine wine and a large number of side dishes.

"I……"

Seeing this, Yaen, who was in a state of drunkenness, tilted his head and murmured vaguely. "Did you take Kuzan astray?"