Pirate Love System

"Who are you?"

Nuo Xia felt a little embarrassed and angry for a long time. With a swish, he pointed the bamboo knife at the wall fiercely, "Squatting on it so early in the morning and suddenly speaking out of nowhere, it's very scary!"

"Oh, sorry."

The guy grabbed his messy hair and said, "I accidentally fell asleep. I didn't think much about it when I woke up. I was rude."

"The attitude is quite sincere. Forget it, I'll forgive you first." Nuo Xia put away the bamboo knife and stared at this guy suspiciously, "Just woke up? Did you sleep on this wall all night?"

"Well, it doesn't count as a whole night."

The man yawned again and muttered: "I didn't go back to the headquarters until around three in the morning. I was too sleepy to find my way home, so I just found a place to rest."

What a weirdo.

"Then it's dawn now. Please go home quickly." Nuo Xia was speechless for a moment and pointed to the exit of the training ground. "When I'm practicing my sword, I don't like strangers watching next to me."

"Understandable."

The guy turned over and jumped off the wall, stretching and asked, "Then I'm leaving. Oh, by the way, where is Mr. Zefa usually at this point?"

"I guess I just woke up not long ago. I'm probably in the restaurant. Hey, you are also Teacher Zefa's..." Nuo Xia looked at this guy walking out of the thick fog. His original words were suddenly interrupted, and his expression was slightly startled, "Mr. Kuzan?"

"

The man who emerged from the mist was wearing a black coat and a purple turban embroidered with a navy scale pattern. Under his messy black curly hair, his appearance looked familiar.

——It is Aokiji who will become one of the three navy generals in the future.

Of course, he does not yet have the unique title of "Aokiji" as a general. Kuzan, who is twenty-eight years old, is still very young and is currently serving as a lieutenant general in the headquarters.

"Ah la la, have you been recognized?"

Qingzhi glanced at Nuo Xia in surprise, and couldn't help scratching his head, "Even the juniors in the new military camp who have not yet graduated can recognize him at a glance. It seems that I have not been around in vain in the past few years, and I have still gained some fame.

"

His expression was still easy-going, but now that he knew the identity of the other party, it would be very rude if Nuo Xia's attitude remained the same as before.

"How modest, Mr. Couzin."

Nuo Xia stood upright with her legs straight, saluted Aoki with a standard military salute, and then said with a smile: "Teacher Zefa is very proud of you. He has used you as an example several times to educate and inspire us."

"Are you proud..."

Qing Zhi muttered these two words, and for some reason, the scenes that had been gradually buried in the depths of his memory reappeared in front of his eyes one by one like a revolving lantern after a few months.

The refuge ship exploded in the gunfire, Sakaski's cold profile, the cries and wails of the civilians, the desperate eyes of the black-haired girl...

And the "hehehehe" laughter of my deceased friend still seems to be echoing in my mind.

"There is no example."

His mood suddenly became depressed, and he lost interest in talking. He turned to look at Nuo Xia, who had a confused face, sighed, waved his hand and said, "...Thanks for the directions, we will talk next time we meet."

After saying these words, Qingzhi left the training ground on his own, his back disappeared into the thick fog, and gradually disappeared from Nuo Xia's sight.

Looking at the general direction, it was obvious that he was going straight to the restaurant to find Zefa.

"This guy, what's going on..."

Watching Qing Zhi's retreating figure, Nuo Xia was a little confused. This was not like the other person's temperament. It was rare to bump into such an amazing senior fellow student, so he was a little surprised and planned to chat more.

He didn't understand, so he didn't bother to think about it. He shook his head, picked up the bamboo sword, and focused on swordsmanship practice.

First, as usual, perform the standard "Su Zhen" exercise at a frequency of once every two seconds for half an hour without interruption.

Then he rested for a while, stretched his sore wrist, and then picked up another bamboo sword and used both swords together to practice the double-sword style sword skills.

"Double Sword Style".

This is one of the skills that Nuo Xia possessed before he obtained the system, which was rare to reach the elementary level. He has been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years since he was a child, and he has already mastered the basic sword skills of the double-sword style.

Even when it comes to the basic skills of swordsmanship, he is among the best in the entire elite camp and is not inferior to any swordsman of the same age around him.

The reason why he chose the double-sword style may be related to the fact that his father, the old Captain Romanov, was an excellent double-sword style swordsman.

But to be honest, Nuo Xia felt that he was still poisoned by the cartoons he had read in his previous life. He always had the idea of ​​being extremely handsome when wielding two swords, and the concept of being able to maximize his fashion value was ingrained in his mind.

Sino Mori Soushi, Kyōraku Shunsui, Miyamoto Musashi... even the soldier commander and Kirito's grandpa can be regarded as living examples.

"call……"

After repeating the sword skill several times, it also consumed a lot of physical strength. Nuo Xia breathed heavily, her vision returned to clarity, and she broke away from the state of being distracted just now.

Looking at the mottled and deformed bamboo sword in his hand, he scratched his head and thought that at the rate of wear and tear, he would have to replace it in a few days.

Speaking of which, less than a year after entering the headquarters recruit camp, he had already scrapped twenty or thirty bamboo swords in his hands just from training alone.

"I wonder if I can buy famous swords and knives in the system mall..."

Nuo Xia packed up her coat and walked towards the restaurant, secretly guessing in her mind, "If I can get it, how many points do I need to redeem a good sword of the sharp sword level? Fifty thousand? One hundred thousand?"

As a dual-sword swordsman, Nuo Xia would be satisfied if he could use two good sharp knives at the same time. As for a higher-level sharp sword, the supreme sharp sword, this kind of treasure is something you can only come across but cannot ask for, and it is still far away from him.

A little too far away.

…………

Just when Nuo Xia finished his morning swordsmanship training and walked to the restaurant.

In a spacious office located in the northeast corner of the elite camp, Zefa, the chief instructor in charge of the entire recruit camp, also met his proud disciple who had made a special trip to visit him.

"Sherry produced in the North Sea Kingdom of Orfo?"

Zefa took two bottles of wine from Qing Pheasant, looked at the "Sherr" logo engraved on them, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he grinned:

"I like it! I accepted this gift. Sure enough, you Kuzan understands my thoughts best!"

"As long as the teacher likes it."

Seeing his long-lost mentor, Qingzhi's originally depressed mood also eased. He squeezed out a smile and said softly:

"I seized this from a pirate group at the beginning of the year. There are half a box in total. They are all good things that have been collected for more than 20 years. If I have a chance next time, I will bring them all for you to enjoy."

“It’s a deal!”

Zefa laughed, but after he put away the two bottles of sherry and sat back at his desk, his expression gradually became more serious.

"You haven't been back to the headquarters for half a year, right? Even though the Warring States Period clearly ordered you to come back, you excused yourself from having something to do and wandered around the world..."

Looking at the green pheasant opposite, Zefa suddenly sighed, "Have you not gotten over that incident yet?"