The Pirates' Legend Begins on Roger's Ship

If he could make up for the regret of Zefa's death, Arthur might have another strong friend in the future.

Everything he did was to consider his own interests.

Zefa suddenly stopped when he heard those words, turned around and stared at Arthur with an angry face: "What are you... talking about!"

He suddenly yelled at Arthur, and then stretched out his heavy palm to touch Arthur's head.

"I will bear that kind of tragic experience alone. Don't even think about it, a kid like you who is about to be trained by me!"

The warm meaning in the words was full of infinite sadness for Arthur.

When he thought of Zefa dedicating his whole life to the navy, and finally being killed by the disciples he trained himself, he was a little confused.

"I will never experience it, don't worry, instructor Zefa." Arthur suddenly recognized the man in front of him.

The name of not killing is well deserved.

Everyone said that Zefa was strict, but he couldn't see that Zefa was a strict instructor at all.

Soon, Arthur followed Zefa to the training ground.

Night fell——

Outside the training ground of Instructor Zefa.

After being tortured by Zefa for a whole day, Arthur, who was almost impossible to fall down, was exhausted.

Even Cooper was beaten so hard that he couldn't get up.

The severity in the training was completely different from the kind instructor Arthur thought of during the day.

In the training, Zefa was like a completely different person. Even if you were dying, he would not stop squeezing your body to the limit.

"I will never fall down in battle... Oh..." Arthur dragged his body that had been pushed to the limit, let out a small wail of pain, and stood up again.

He had forgotten how many times he had been knocked down by Zefa in this day.

"Hehe..." Seeing Arthur's strong willpower, Zefa smiled even brighter and taunted: "It's only one day of fighting. The future battles may take several days and nights, or even longer."

"This kind of battle is just a test. Will it take several days and nights?" Arthur smiled bitterly, thinking that it was really impossible for him now.

Zefa had already regarded Arthur as his disciple unconsciously.

Because the infectiousness and temperament emanating from Arthur, coupled with Arthur's easy-going personality and no superior-subordinate relationship in his eyes, made him rare.

In today's navy, some nobles learned that he, Zefa, became the chief instructor of the navy.

They would not hesitate to use money and connections to send their children to his command for good training.

So far, there has never been a guy like Arthur who dared to joke about something that he had suppressed in his heart when they met for the first time?

This kid must be taught a lesson.

The two were silent for a long time, and suddenly, they started to rush towards each other at the same time.

The fist hit the opponent with violent force again!

With a loud bang, Arthur's face was instantly hit by Zefa's huge fist, which was extremely embarrassing.

And his fist was not long enough to touch Zefa at all.

"What a forgetful guy, you are still rushing like this after being beaten for a day." Zefa scolded him: "You are not suitable for fighting with fists, pull out the sword that emits cold air from your waist."

Zeffa was shocked by Arthur's physique.

After being beaten for a whole day, I don't understand why he can still stand up.

There should be a limit for creatures, right? His body is no different from that of ordinary people when it is beaten?

This made him feel that he had indeed found a treasure.

Watching Arthur fall to the ground of the square again-Zeffa stared at him and counted in his heart: "1, 2..."

Just after counting to 2, he saw Arthur struggling to stand up from the ground again, straighten his back, gasping for breath, and once again clenched his fists and stood in a fighting posture to confront him.

"I won't fall!" Arthur said this again after joining the navy for a week.

He knew that if he fainted in battle, death would be waiting for him.

"First lesson!" Zefa suddenly shouted at him: "What would you do if you met an unbeatable enemy, Arthur?"

"There is no unbeatable guy." Arthur's nerves and body had been beaten up all day, and now they were in a state of excitement.

This made him gradually feel no pain.

"Since you said so, then try to defeat me." Zefa smiled again, intending to make Arthur completely convinced under the moonlight.

With the reckless fighting style just now, he saw Arthur's death at a glance.

The legendary admiral of the navy was right in front of him, and Arthur would naturally not miss such an opportunity to learn from him.

"As you wish, instructor, try it!" Arthur panted and pulled out the blade at his waist, holding the scabbard in his left hand and the scabbard in his right hand.He started walking with the blade in one hand, alerting Zefa.

He frowned and found that the blade did not have the power of ice this time.

Zefa looked at Arthur and walked calmly. All his concentration and focus were focused on him, and he had no intention of attacking.

This made him feel strange. Most swordsmen have a high killing spirit, but apart from calmness, he could not feel anything on Arthur.

After drawing the sword, it was like a different person.

"Huh~" Arthur's deep breath spread in the surrounding air, attracting the elites of the headquarters in the dormitory building of the training base.

"What's going on? After that kid drew the blade, his momentum changed a lot."

In the nearby girls' dormitory building, a girl with her upper body exposed and wearing a peach-colored short-sleeved shirt was quietly watching the sparring below. Her roommate was very surprised.

"Like Kaji... so tough." The female soldier in the peach-colored short-sleeved shirt suddenly said.

"Kaji?" Her roommate looked puzzled and even looked at her with some disdain: "Gion, you are obsessed, right? Kaji fainted in General Zefa's hands in a few hours."

In this training base, not all elites are Zefa's disciples.

There are other instructors to educate and train, and very few can be favored by Zefa, and the girl in peach-colored clothes is one of them.

"It seems so, this guy looks very weak... but he persisted for a whole day..." Gion was suddenly a little surprised. As a female swordsman, she had never seen such a strange way of fighting.

In the boys' dormitory building not far away, an ordinary-looking man climbed up the window with his bare hands and shouted to the other girls' dormitory with a majestic face:

"Hey! I collapsed in just a few hours... Um..."

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged back by his roommates and his mouth was blocked.

On the training ground, Arthur was not disturbed by their gossip, and continued to move slowly and leisurely.

"What are you doing?" Zefa didn't attack rashly, but was curious:

"You are not attacking, but moving so slowly, do you have any tricks?"

"Your strange strength is useless to me, the gap in strength is too big."

When he was a general, he often fought with various powerful swordsmen. He knew that when fighting with swordsmen, he must not be careless or distracted, otherwise he would be severely injured in an instant.