Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

The doctor looked at him with a complicated expression, and then walked out of the ward with a gloomy look.

Batija Island.

Hospital.

"Although the head was hit, the strange thing is that the impact was not strong. It will be fine after a period of rest."

"Well, I know. Thank you, doctor." The flying squirrel nodded expressionlessly.

The doctor looked at him with a complicated expression, and then walked out of the ward with a gloomy expression.

In the empty ward, the flying squirrel looked at the man lying on the bed and passed out, pursed his lips, and let out a long breath.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!"

Not far away, Kaji roared with red eyes, punching the wall again and again.

The wall dust fell off.

On the gray and white wall, there were holes with blood stains.

"She called me uncle... She called me uncle!!!"

Kaji roared like a beast.

Blood oozed from his fist, but he was unaware of it.

Gion sat motionless beside the bed, eyes closed, hands intertwined and placed between her brows.

At a certain moment, she suddenly stood up.

Her delicate eyes were full of bloodshot, and she turned her head to stare at the man standing by the window smoking.

"Darren!!"

"How can you still have the mind to smoke!!"

An inexplicable anger rushed into her throat, making her voice hoarse.

"Didn't you say you are the overlord of the North Sea!?"

"Don't you think you are very powerful?"

Watching Darren finish a cigarette, he immediately lit another one.

Gion's anger in her heart became even worse, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"——Speak up!!"

She bit her red lips tightly, biting them so hard that she even left a shocking blood mark.

"Huh..."

Darren exhaled a long puff of smoke and flicked the ash as if he had heard nothing.

In the ashtray on the windowsill, cigarette butts had piled up into a small mountain.

The ward was terribly silent.

It was like a grave where people's hearts were buried.

The flying squirrel looked at Gion, who suddenly roared at Darren, and opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything, with a complicated expression.

"What else?"

The voice of the navy captain suddenly broke the silence.

Gion was stunned.

She saw a hint of sarcasm rising slowly from the corner of the navy captain's mouth.

Darren slowly turned around and sneered.

While speaking, he glanced at the wall clock.

The blood on Gion's face gradually faded.

Speechless.

Yeah, what else can we do?

Let alone a mere North Sea Admiral or a Colonel of the Headquarters, even if General Sengoku was present... he couldn't change the ending of the story.

That's the Celestial Dragons.

The Celestial Dragons, the world's nobles with all the privileges in the world.

If they dare to take action, let alone the navy present, I'm afraid the civilians of the entire Batia Island will lose their lives because of their stupidity and impulsiveness.

"I... am I still alive...?"

At this time, an extremely weak voice suddenly sounded.

Gion and others were startled by the sound and quickly turned their heads to look.

The man raised his heavy eyelids with difficulty and slowly woke up.

"Lia... Lia..."

He murmured in a lost state, and suddenly saw Darren standing by the window smoking in the corner of his eyes, and suddenly his whole body was shocked.

"Marine Lord... Lord Darren..."

He gritted his teeth and struggled to sit up from the bed, but fell to the ground powerlessly.

"You should rest well first..." Gion rushed forward to support him, but was rejected by the latter.

The man's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and he stared at Darren's profile with desperate eyes.

"Lord Darren... You saved me..."

As soon as these words came out, Gion and Kaji next to him were stunned at the same time.

They remembered what the doctor said just now.

The impact was not strong...

Could it be...

They saw that the belt buckle on the man's dirty clothes was clearly made of metal, and they all reacted.

"Since you survived, then live well."

Darren took a puff of cigarette, looked at the man calmly, and said lightly:

"Under my rule, no civilians are allowed to die abnormally."

"No, Lord Darren..."

The man knelt on the ground, looking at the navy colonel with a mournful look.

"Please, save my daughter..."

"Her mother died of illness when she was very young..."

"She is a very well-behaved child, very sensible, never cries or makes a fuss, and will help me

Selling flowers on the street..."

"Selling flowers..." The man was suddenly struck by lightning.

Pah!!

He slapped himself hard and cried loudly.

"It's all my fault... If I had more ability, if I didn't let her run to the street to sell flowers... None of this would have happened..."

The man cried so hard that he knocked his forehead hard on the floor.

"Please, Lord Darren... Save Leah... She is everything to me..."

"As long as you save her, I can do anything. ”

“I can be your servant, I can kill for you, my garden… and my money, you can take anything…”

“Please…”

He turned over his muddy clothes frantically, and took out a few wrinkled, muddy bills and a pile of coins from his pockets.

As if because of his physical weakness, his hands kept shaking, and the coins slipped from his hands and tinkled all over the ground.

The coins spun on the ground, the surface seeped with mud and blood, and finally fell down.

The smooth surface reflected the light and shadow of the world.

And the stern face of the naval captain.

“No, you don’t understand what I mean. "

Darren said lightly.

He glanced at the wall clock again, then put out the cigarette in his hand, raised his hand to take off the white cloak hanging on the coat rack, and draped it behind him.

The grand and cold "justice" slowly stretched out on his broad back... and surged and undulated like waves.

Brewing endless iron and blood.

The man stared blankly at the naval captain in front of him, his pale face full of confusion.

Seeing this, Darren sighed softly and stared at the man's eyes seriously.

"I'll say it again... Under my rule, no civilians are allowed to die abnormally."

He glanced at the banknotes in the man's hand and the coins scattered on the ground.

"As for the money..."

Darren smiled,

"I have already received it."

After saying this, Darren took a step and walked out of the ward door.

"Where are you... Where are you going? "

Gion couldn't help asking.

Somehow, a sense of uneasiness welled up in her heart.

Kaji also stared at Darren's back, blood dripping from his fist.

"It's almost time."

Darren didn't look back, but just said it in a flat tone.

Time?

Gion and Kaji were stunned.

They suddenly remembered a detail.

Since they entered the ward, Darren has been glancing at the wall clock from time to time, as if waiting for something.

Before they could react, Darren had already walked out of the ward.

Walking in the cold, long corridor of the hospital, the military boots made crisp footsteps.

Darren's eyes gradually became cold and unruly.

"Darren! "

A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Darren stopped and turned to look at the flying squirrel who followed him quickly.

The latter pondered for a moment,

"Before the incident, Major Gion had an intersection with the little girl and bought flowers from her... Major Gion didn't mean to..."

"I know."

Darren interrupted him.

He looked at the flying squirrel in front of him and smiled:

"It seems that you have a good impression of Gion."

The flying squirrel smiled bitterly, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

"In this sea, there are too few people who are as pure as her in upholding justice. "

Darren did not speak.

This is the truth.

So this is why he does not hate Gion.

Her anger is not directed at herself.

She herself knows very well that no one can change the outcome of things under the watchful eyes of the public.

Her anger is more directed at herself.

Anger at her own incompetence.

Anger at the powerlessness of justice.

Anger at the injustice of this world.

"Anything else?"

Darren asked again.

The flying squirrel was silent for a moment,

"Are you sure you want to go?"

"No navy has ever done such a thing."

"You do this... You don't have to..."

He hesitated.

Darren suddenly laughed:

"Flying squirrel, do you know? "

"You are right. I do have many reasons not to go. I can even count dozens of them at random..."

"This world is full of various tragedies, and there are countless tragedies caused by the Celestial Dragons. I am just a mere admiral of the North Sea and I can't handle it at all;"

"If I do this, I may get into trouble. Once I am discovered, no one can save me;"

"As a navy, I should have understood that the navy serves the world government. Although I am angry inside, I am used to it.

"Okay;"

"There's no need to take such a big risk for a strange little girl. If I'm not careful, everything I've built up in Beihai with great difficulty will be ruined..."

"Yes, there are too many reasons not to go."

Darren smiled,

"And I can only think of two reasons for me to go."

"But these two reasons are enough to overturn all the above reasons for not going."

He said word by word, his tone was unruly and cold, like a cold nail, deeply piercing the air.

"First, Beihai is my territory, I will not allow such a thing to happen in my territory...even if he is a Celestial Dragon."

"Second, that guy's face is so disgusting that I have the urge to kill him."

Darren grinned almost cruelly.

"——Or the kind that can't be controlled no matter what."

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