The Pirate’s Green Bull Marshal

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"Come in."

"Teacher Zefa, it's me."

Vidal pushed open the door and walked into the principal's office located on the top floor of the teaching building at the Naval Headquarters Academy.

"Why are you here?" Zefa was surprised to see Vidal, and then said: "It's okay if you don't come, I just have something to tell you."

Vidal was also very surprised, what could Zefa do for him?

"Really, then you go first." He unceremoniously pulled out the chair and sat at the other end of the desk.

"Well, it's about your eldest son, Barrett." Zefa said as he gently put down the pen in his hand.

"Didn't you say before that this year's special training camp will let him and Gion, plus three people join?"

"Yes, there is such a thing."

"I looked back and thought about it, but I still think they are too young."

"Barrett and Kaji are only 15 years old this year, and Gion is only 14 years old, and this year's special training camp students are all over 20 years old on average."

Zefa's attitude is very serious, and he said solemnly: "So I consider letting them study in school for another year, and then enter the special training camp next time."

"In this way, when they graduate from the special training camp, they will be seventeen or sixteen years old, and they will be adults after following their respective lieutenant generals for a year or two."

Vidal listened silently and nodded. Indeed, Mr. Zefa was very thoughtful, but in the third special training camp, wouldn't he bump into that Kuzan?

"Okay, then do as you said, anyway, I will leave Barrett to you."

"That sounds good." Ke Zefa suddenly snorted coldly, and said, "Didn't you hand over this physical genius to that bastard Karp?"

"What, am I worse than Garp?"

Vidal didn't expect the other party to make a sudden attack, and quickly explained: "How can it be, who in the whole sea doesn't know your name of 'Black Wrist'?"

"Didn't I consider that you not only have to manage the entire Naval Academy every day, but also train the students of the special training camp every year. How can there be another student?"

When Zefa heard this, he thought that this was really the case, and he had already retired from the position of general.

Even if you accept Barrett as a disciple, you can't take him out to practice!

"Hmph, even if you're right."

"Don't talk about Karp back then. When I was promoted to general, even in the Warring States Period, I was no more than a lieutenant general. As for Karp, that kid Karp is still a major general!" Zefa said loudly.

"If it weren't for the credit for the battle in the Valley of the Gods, and his temperament of getting into trouble everywhere, he might not be in the team of lieutenant generals now."

Regarding these words, Vidal could only smile wryly and did not respond. After all, these people are big bosses, so there is no qualification for him to evaluate them.

However, what Zefa said to Karp also has some truth. The Lieutenant General Garp is a bit like a super-enhanced version of Smoker.

He not only hates forming cliques and flattering his superiors, but also often disobeys orders out of temper, and has no guards on his mouth, and can say anything.

If it weren't for his strength being really strong enough, with the help of Warring States and Crane, and the not stingy marshal of Ganggu Kong, it would be really difficult to get ahead.

"Okay, I'm done with my business, tell me the purpose of your visit this time." Zefa took a sip from the teacup in front of him.

"Teacher, I have been accepted as a disciple by Master Warring States!"

"What?!"

Zefa almost spit out a sip of tea in his mouth, but fortunately he was strong enough to swallow it, but the surprise in his eyes could not be concealed.

Warring States actually accepted Vidal as a disciple?

No, it's not this question, the Warring States Period, he would accept disciples?

Seeing Vidal nodding his head with honor, Zefa slowly put down his teacup and said meaningfully: "Your future is boundless!"

The future of the Warring States Period is very clear to the entire admirals. Eighty percent, oh no, ten percent is the next Marshal. After all, there is no better candidate than him.

Of course, if he Zefa did not back down,

Maybe it will be possible to fight in a few years, but it is meaningless to say these now.

As a disciple of the Warring States Period, Vidal's future is worth pondering.

Regarding this, Vidal smiled. After all, not talking about this kind of thing is the best answer, and he smiled after a while.

"What's more, Mr. Warring States has allowed me to own my own warship. I am here this time to ask you for a favor."

"This... I remember that you have just graduated for more than three months?" Zefa looked at Vidal speechlessly, did this kid go too fast?

Let's not talk about how long it takes for the average person to graduate from the Naval Academy and then become a colonel.

Even for monsters like Sakaski and Polusalino, it will take at least a year or two if they want to lead a warship alone.

So it's unreasonable to do this matter in the Warring States Period, but you can't say it's against the rules. After all, he is a general, so he still has this right.

Vidal is indeed a colonel, meeting the basic requirements of a leading warship.

"Almost four months."

"Teacher Zhan Guo didn't have time to take me with him, so he let me go out to earn military merits by myself." Vidal briefly explained the reason.

"The purpose of my coming here is actually to want a group of newly graduated students to be my own soldiers, preferably those who have fought with Barrett before, and the number should be seven hundred."

"That's okay." Zefa nodded and said, "Tell me the number of the warship and the time of assembly."

"When I finish selecting people here, I will notify them to report for duty."

As for whether the selected graduates are willing or not, there is no need to think about it. They have no choice at all. After all, this is a military academy, and they are soldiers, so they just need to obey orders.

Vidal thought for a while and replied: "The number is 404, and the meeting time is set at ten o'clock in the morning on the first of next month. Then I will have curry with them on the warship."

Eating curry rice is a tradition of the Navy Headquarters, and some generals and academies even get together to set a date. Compete with each other on the taste of curry rice on their respective warships.

"It's a pity that I don't know any good chefs here."

"I can't help with this, the old man has no interest in these tongue-in-cheek desires." After speaking, Zefa asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Uh, I have another seven-year-old son, does that count?" Vidal said with a smile, "I'll show you some time, after all, he will go to Naval Elementary School in the future."

Zefa opened his mouth in surprise, what kind of hobby is this kid, taking children everywhere?

This reminded him of his former son, and he felt sad for a moment. Vidal was keenly aware of the sadness in Zefa's eyes.

Immediately apologized guiltily: "I'm sorry teacher, I shouldn't have mentioned this!"

"It's none of your business, if you're okay, go away, I still have work to do here!" Zefa gave the order to evict the guest expressionlessly.

In desperation, Vidal had no choice but to stand up, and just as he opened the door to go out, Zefa's voice came from behind him.

"I'll be a guest at your house the day after tomorrow to meet your sons."

Vidal was overjoyed, knowing that this was Zefa's way of expressing to him that he was not angry with himself.

"It is an honor to welcome you to the Forrest family!"

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