The Pirates' Legend Begins on Roger's Ship

Although ten years have passed, Arthur vaguely remembers that there will be a female vice admiral named Dor in the future.

Whether it is her dress or not, the little girl in front of her looks like a smaller version of her.

"Want to learn how to fight? Pay the tuition, and I will teach you." Arthur said to her, and continued to eat the delicious food on the table.

Although Arthur is small, his appetite is bigger than himself.

"Why don't you ask me to learn fighting skills?" Dor's eyes were full of doubts, and she didn't understand why the navy in front of her was so approachable.

Maybe it's an illusion?

Arthur, who suddenly realized that he was a marine, asked casually, "Why did you learn to fight?"

Dor stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and replied excitedly, "Of course, I want to be the boss. I will rule all the villains in this town!"

Just this ambition made Arthur stop eating and stared at her speechlessly for a few seconds: "Hehe..."

"What are you laughing at!" Dor heard Arthur's contemptuous laughter and shouted loudly, only to find that she seemed to be unfamiliar with the marines in front of her.

Arthur, who was angry, also warned her: "If you yell at me again, I will arrest you and lock you up."

"I was wrong..."

"You act like I know you very well just after we met? Whose bad girl or spirited little sister are you? Damn it."

For the next half an hour, Arthur just ate his food and ignored Dor.

Dor did not leave, but waited quietly for Arthur to finish his meal, and then followed him.

The waiter saw Arthur was about to leave, so he ran up to him with the bill and forced a smile, saying, "Mr. Navy, this meal costs 230,000 Baileys in total... Please take a look... Small sea king meat sauce, fish sauce..."

He groveled and read the dishes on the menu to Arthur, constantly trying to please him.

"Recorded at the G14 naval base."

"Then please fill in your name so that we can send someone to the naval base to collect the bill."

Arthur took the paper and pen from the waiter, wrote his name on it, and left the restaurant.

"I was almost killed every time on these three missions. If I don't make back my money, I won't be called Ya!"

He walked out of the restaurant, reading angrily.

"What's his name?" Doer jumped up and looked at the white paper in the waiter's hand:

"Arthur...wait, there was a battle in the Sphinx Sea a few days ago, and the guy named the Ice Swordsman was him?!"

"Otherwise, how could you, a notorious little girl, step into this restaurant!? Get out of here."

"I'm going to ask him to teach me how to fight, hahaha."

After learning about Arthur's identity, Doer excitedly followed his footsteps, as if she had made up her mind.

She ran to the door of the restaurant, shaking her head left and right, and soon saw Arthur stopped in front of a nearby clothing store.

"Change into something cooler, something that can be changed to warm or cold..." As soon as Arthur stepped into the clothing store, Doer rushed in behind him and hit his head on the wound on his waist.

Arthur's face twisted in pain, and he screamed in pain: "Fuck...!"

Because he was not in a combat state, his adrenaline was not triggered, and his whole body was in a state of relaxation and recovery. Suddenly, he was hit like this...

The severe pain made him almost unable to stand. He gritted his teeth and endured it for half a minute before turning around and staring at Duoer fiercely.

"You are injured... I didn't mean it." Duoer looked apologetic, posing with an awkward smile and slowly backing away.

Seeing the frightened look, Arthur sighed and walked around the store carefully.

"Boss? Do you have clothes that suit me?" Arthur carefully observed the store and found that they were all fashionable goods.

"From the swordsman?" The boss behind the cashier pointed to an inconspicuous corner of the room: "There are robes over there, both cotton and cloth, choose for yourself."

"Anyway, swordsmen like you like that kind of stuff, and don't like fashionable ones."

"You know a lot." Arthur responded and walked towards the corner pointed by the boss.

He randomly picked a grey fur robe, took it to the cashier and asked the boss: "How much is this?"

"30,000 Baileys." The boss held up three fingers to Arthur.

"Keep the account." Arthur looked at him calmly and said.

"No, Navy Master, who do you want me to ask for money for your account? The Navy is like a bandit now...Okay! But you have to give me a name and a receipt."

"Small problem, pen."

After writing his name, Arthur went to the dressing room to change out of his navy uniform and walked out with a knife.

The open chest on the grey robe made Arthur feel much more comfortable.

It was ventilated and comfortable, and he could reach his hands out and in at any time.

"The bandages on your body are all stained red..." Dor looked at the bandages under the grey robe on Arthur's chest, wonderingWhat happened to him.

"Okay, let's go buy some for Cooper's birthday and visit him." Arthur left in his new clothes.

For him, as long as he was comfortable, everything was fine.

The navy uniform was too tight, not suitable for him to fight with a knife, it would affect the feel.

Seeing Arthur leave again, Dole caught up with Arthur and asked;

"When will you teach me to fight?"

"When did I promise you?" Arthur turned around and asked her strangely. Now he didn't have to worry about going on missions or anything.

General Zhan Guo had spoken, he just needed to enjoy his vacation and heal his injuries.

"You said you would teach me for money, I have money."

Not knowing how long the vacation would last, Arthur looked at Dole in front of him and thought of a trick to stimulate Cooper's injury to heal faster.

"Okay, 500,000 Baileys." Arthur made a price.

"Deal!" Dor readily agreed. When he was about to run to his home, he turned to Arthur on the street and asked, "Where can I find you after I get the money?"

"Military hospital."

"Wait for me, but don't let me down. You are a navy man."

Seeing Dor rushing home, Arthur smiled slightly, "It's great to still be alive in this kind of mundane livelihood dispute. I have just been at sea for two months and I have seen hundreds of people die tragically..."

At dusk, Arthur returned to the military hospital with a large bag of raw meat.

In a veterinary ward, Cooper was lying on the bed with bandages wrapped around his body, sleeping soundly.

"Cooper, if I hadn't trained with you since childhood, I would have to go to your grave to pay homage, right?" Arthur carried him to the bed where he was.

When Cooper heard the words of the injured eagle, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted at Arthur: "Cooper!" (I'm not dead yet!)

"Then eat the meat I brought you and recover quickly." Arthur held the birthday in his hand and fed Cooper piece by piece.

Outside the ward, a doctor suddenly came and saluted Arthur: "Major, it's time to change your bandages and medicine."

The military doctor's behavior was full of respect, and Arthur also felt respect from others for the first time.

"I know."