Lie said to hang in the air, and the white clouds on the horizon formed various shapes, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing.

Ascending to the heights and looking out at the endless blue sea, a huge warship is flying the seagull flag symbolizing peace and justice, and there is a large crane flag hanging high on the auxiliary pole.

This is a huge ship, like a giant riding the wind and waves on the sea, and there are countless artillery fortresses around the hull.

There are also sailors patrolling back and forth on the deck, solemn and neat.

Along the way, there were pirate ships in the distance that began to break out, and they didn't even think about colliding with this warship.

Just because of the seagull flag fluttering on the pole, and most importantly, the crane flag.

"Yuska, how long do we have to get to Marinfando."

In the cabin of the warship, in a spacious and bright office, a man with loose bangs and long dark blue hair in a ponytail, wearing a blue and white shirt and a cloak of justice.

The woman with two bracelets in her right hand and a pair of green earrings on her ears frowned slightly as she looked at the information in her hand.

This woman is very beautiful, revealing a capable and mature temperament, and her figure is also bumpy and warped, looking about thirty or forty years old at most.

But the real age is over 50, like a peach, and the temptation is not ordinarily strong.

Tsuru, Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, Chief of Staff.

A powerful woman with strength and wisdom, beauty and power.

Compared to the image of an old woman with gray hair and wrinkles 20 years later, the crane is now in a heartthrob.

"Lieutenant General, we'll be there tomorrow."

Next to her, a fat female major general with a green exploding head and sunglasses and lipstick looked up and replied.

"Yes."

His eyes were still on the intelligence documents, and he didn't raise his head.

"Lieutenant General, is One Piece Goldor Roger really in the South China Sea?"

Outside the door, a female major general with short yellow hair, a slender figure, and a purple shirt with an inner collar walked in with a few cups of coffee.

Nata Eubis, rear admiral of the Navy Headquarters, a two-sword female swordsman, and Yuska next to her are both direct subordinates of Tsuru.

It is well known that the navy has a special fleet, and that is the fleet led by cranes, most of which are women.

"More than fifty percent."

This time Tsuru put down the papers, took the coffee and took a sip.

"This time in Beihai, we made a trip for nothing."

Yuska also took a sip of her coffee.

"What about Jafir?"

Looking around, Tsuru found that he was missing one of his right-hand men.

"Which boy has woken up, and Jafil should have gone to visit."

Nata Eubiis thought for a moment and said.

"My life was saved, but my eyes might..."

It's a pity, Yuska sighed.

"Damn pirates, even the children and the old man didn't let go, but it's a pity that the culprit escaped."

Nata Eubes was angry and gritted her teeth.

Without speaking, Tsuru's face was calm.

Although the Scar Pirates were wiped out yesterday, it was too late, and more than 100 people in the village died tragically, and the survivor was only a half-grown child.

And the injuries were serious.

The most important thing is that Scar Pirates Captain Scar is very cunning and escapes very simply.

Tsuru didn't even see each other's faces.

As the chief of staff, Tsuru has a lot of work, so he didn't pay much attention to this matter, and left it to his subordinates.

After all, she has seen a lot of things like this, and she has become numb and accustomed to it.

She had seen it worse than this, and it was impossible to waste energy on paying attention to an unrelated civilian, at most she was told to take good care of it.

A few minutes ago, in the warship's medical room.

Foxie, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his right eye, which was full of horror and fear, and half of his face tied with bandages was wet with cold sweat.

The pain goes straight to the heart like ten fingers connecting to the heart.

The eyes, the chest, like pins and needles.

Raising his head slightly, Faulksi looked around, lying on a hospital bed, his upper body was bandaged, his head was only showing his right eye and mouth, and his right hand was playing a hanging bottle.

Recalling the moment when I fainted, I was saved by the navy.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Foxy just lay down.

I'm not dead yet.

"Are you awake?"

The hatch opened, and a white-clad devil walked in.

Five big and three thick, with a strong body, wearing a white nurse's outfit and holding medical supplies in his hands.

"Here it is..."

Looking at the obese female nurse, Faulksie opened his mouth.

"On a Navy warship, you will need to stay in bed for a few days if you have a broken ribcage."

The female nurse began to change the dressing for Fauxie.

"Thank you."

From the bottom of his heart, Faulksie thanked him.

"It was Lieutenant General Tsuru who saved you." The female nurse smiled.

"Lieutenant General Tsuru?" Fauxie's eyes rippled, and he hurriedly asked, "Is it Vice Admiral Tsuru, a naval staff officer?" ”

"That's right."

"Can I meet her?" Clasping his hands, Foxy was a little nervous.

"I'll help you ask, you can lie down in peace." After changing the medicine, the female nurse nodded and agreed.

"Thank you."

Watching the female nurse leave, Foxy looked at the ceiling with mixed feelings, his right eye full of excitement and hatred.

I have to be strong and live well.

This is an opportunity.

Not long after the female nurse left, a young woman with short black hair and a plump body arrived, and it was Yafir.

"You want to see Lieutenant General Tsuru?"

Looking at Foxie, who was covered in bandages, a trace of pity flashed in Yafir's eyes.

"You are..."

Looking at the woman and the navy coat she was wearing, Foxy knew it was an admiral.

But he couldn't recognize what the specific rank was.

"Rear Admiral Yafel of the Admiralty Headquarters."

Generously, Jafil pulled a chair and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Thank you for saving me."

Sincerely thanking, Foxy looked at Jafir.

"We are the navy, and upholding justice is the most basic duty, what is your name, boy?"

"The king... Faulksey. ”

"Foxie, don't worry! It's safe now. Jafil comforted, after all, Foxy was still a child, and he must be flustered now.

"Major General, is there anyone still alive in the village?"

Opening his mouth, Foxy looked at Jafil expectantly.

His face paused slightly, and Jafil hesitated but told Foxie.

"You're the only one alive."

"Those pirates—" Gritting his teeth, Foxie's chest tightened, leaving him a little out of breath.

"Captain Scar ran away."

The entire cabin was silent, and Faulsie's eyes were glazed.

"Rest well!" Standing up, Jafil sighed inwardly.

"Rear Admiral, I would like to thank Vice Admiral Tsuru in person, and I also want to become a navy."

Struggling to his feet, Foxy called out to Jafil.

Turning around, Yafel looked at Foxie, "I'll help you ask, but Lieutenant General Crane is busy, maybe..."

Jafil didn't finish his words, but the meaning was already very clear.

"Major General, I'm a Devil Fruit Ability, please give me a chance."

Pleading, Faulksey must seize his chance, and this escape from death has left him feeling hopeless and powerless.

He has to change, he has to be strong, he has to live well.

Ablis's advice still echoed in his mind.

"Devil Fruit Abilities?"

Somewhat surprised, Jafir's gaze at Foxy changed slightly.

"Yes."

Faulksie nodded heavily.

"Okay, you lie down and rest first, and I'll tell Lieutenant General Tsuru."

"Thank you, Major General."

As the door closed, Foxy grinned back and lay back down, looking at the ceiling with a more determined gaze than ever.

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In the year 1520, the year of the Tsurumi circle calendar was 74 years old, and the previous 20 years was 54 years old.