Vice Admiral Kuro's Past!

Nearly ten kilometers from the G-3 Branch, the tracked warship and an unremarkable warship were moored side by side, but the patterns on their sails were identical: a skull covered in golden hair.

"The Zangjing Master is dead?"

The Gentleman in the blue robe, holding a black bow, stared directly at the disheveled Helandou before him, his tone more puzzled than surprised.

"Yes, yes, I saw with my own eyes that Master Zangjing died at the hands of a young navy man, his body rotted into a puddle of mush by a bunch of green mushrooms!"

Helandou glanced in the direction of the G-3 Branch with lingering fear, his body trembling slightly. He thought to himself, "Luckily I ran fast, otherwise I'd probably be in grave danger by now."

But he didn't notice that the Gentleman in front of him still looked puzzled.

However, considering that he didn't have the Vivre Card containing the Zangjing on him, he didn't dare to question it too much, and then nodded solemnly.

"Let's go back first! And tell me about the young navy man who 'killed' the Zangjing Master."

"Okay, okay!" Helandou nodded repeatedly.

Although both he and this person were Governor of the Flying Pirates and their official positions were roughly the same, there was still a hierarchy in their actual interactions.

Ultimately, it all comes down to strength!

As the ship set sail again thanks to the hard work of his crew, the Gentleman glanced deeply at the location of the G-3 Branch, then turned and walked into the cabin with the Helandou in his hand.

He was extremely curious about what kind of young navy man could defeat, or even kill, the Zangjing Master.

In the plaza of the G-3 Branch, the lower-ranking marines, under the command of the mid-ranking officers, were clearing the battlefield and taking the remaining pirates into custody.

On the other side, Vidal lay exhausted on the soft plant sofa, quietly watching the dark clouds overhead, which had stopped raining, being gradually torn apart by the golden beams of light, his eyes filled with complaints and helplessness.

"This stupid New World climate is really torturous! They've finished fighting and killing, and only now is the sun finally rising! What were they doing all that time?!"

But this incident also reminded him that he should find a way to address his over-reliance on sunny days; he couldn't be burdened by these damned dark clouds forever, could he?

But such a thing is not so easy to come up with. Just then, a heavy footstep approached.

Vidal squinted and looked up, smiling, "Sakazuki, you've worked hard. Sit down and rest for a while."

As he spoke, without him making any special movements, such as clapping or snapping his fingers, another green sofa automatically appeared on the ground opposite him.

This "sofa" is actually made from a plant called the Trampoline Flower from the Boin Archipelago. It looks a lot like a waterbed filled with liquid, and its surface has amazing elasticity. If used for defense, it can deflect most blunt force attacks, such as artillery shells.

That said, the name "Trampoline Flower" was actually given to him by the future Usopp; he was too lazy to come up with a new name, so he just used the one he had.

Usopp hasn't even been born yet, so he's the one who came up with the plant name first, and there's nothing he can do about it.

[Bang]

Sakazuki didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down. Judging from his calm demeanor, he must have had his fill of killing. Who knows how many of those three or four thousand pirates were swallowed by the lava?

"You've done a great job again."

"Even if I make a contribution, it won't help. I'm not going to get promoted anytime soon," Vidal replied casually, half-reclining on the sofa.

"That's the Governor of the Flying Pirates!" Sakazuki looked at Vidal with some doubt.

"It seems significant, but compared to my previous promotion speed, it's not significant enough."

Vidal let out a long sigh.

It's not that the Zangjing are inadequate, but rather that he is too young and too outstanding; a single Zangjing is barely enough to satisfy his own needs.

"You also killed two members of Roger Pirates!"

Sakazuki still felt that Vidal was very likely to be promoted to Vice Admiral this time. To put it bluntly, apart from Garp, no other Vice Admiral could match his old classmate's combat achievements.

As for Vice Admiral Tsuru, he was more inclined towards management roles and was not within his consideration.

"It's still not enough. Unless I kill or capture Rayleigh alive, even capturing Gaban won't help."

Vidal shook his head, sighing inwardly that although Sakazuki was a few years older than him, his political acumen was still far too poor.

"It's only been two years since we graduated from Professor Zephyr's Special Training Camp, and I'm already Rear Admiral."

"If I were promoted to Vice Admiral again this time, it would be outrageous. If I were in a higher-up's shoes, I wouldn't let me be promoted to Vice Admiral so quickly either; I would wait at least two or three years."

However, he is now very curious about how Fleet Admiral Kong and the Five Elders above him will solve this major problem.

After all, the merits of the Zangjing and the two crew members of Roger Pirates could not simply be forgotten; there had to be some form of recognition.

As he pondered this, he made two wooden cups and a juicer for himself and Sakazuki, and then nurtured three fruit trees around him, which were laden with mangoes, bananas, and grapes.

He's quite adept at this now, it's as smooth as water. Sakazuki isn't surprised at all, casually taking the grape juice Vidal poured and taking a sip.

"Major General Vidal, General Sakas, would you care to have a drink with us?"

At this moment, Vice Admiral Kuro and Vice Admiral Light, having finished their business on the battlefield, walked over with a dozen or so Marines, all smiles on their faces.

Vidal looked up and, good heavens, it was all generals, not a single Colonel!

Of course, most of them were brought from the fleet themselves, but ultimately they were still directly under the G-3 Branch.

This scene delighted him, and he sat on the sofa and warmly greeted them.

"Come on in, welcome, welcome!"

At the same time, I casually put together a few Trampoline Flower sofas and matching coffee tables, wooden cups, and the like.

"Thanks! I've been wanting to meet 'Ryokugyu' and 'Akainu' from our Marine Headquarters for a long time!"

Lieutenant Vice Admiral Light seemed to have a more outgoing personality, and he plopped down on the sofa next to Vidal and started chatting and laughing.

At the same time, the Commodore and Rear Admiral took their seats, and in an instant, all the officers present gathered around Vidal.

Although the place was a bit strange, with a battlefield covered in blood and water, everyone was a professional soldier and didn't care about such things.

"Ha ha!"

Upon hearing Lieutenant Vice Admiral Light's compliment, Vidal laughed heartily and, in a manner befitting a host, picked up the juicer and filled it with juice.

"Our 'Ryokugyu' and 'Akainu' have only been out for a few days, while your 'Holy Light Swordmaster' has been renowned at sea for over a decade."

"And I've also heard of Vice Admiral Kuro's name from my teacher, Sengoku!"

"Alas, I have failed the Admiral of the Sengoku." Vice Admiral Kuro's smile turned bitter. Vidal had some basic understanding of this.

Vice Admiral Kuro once had a glorious past. With his outstanding military achievements and strength, he was once known as the strongest Vice Admiral after Garp in the Navy. Even Sengoku- sensei nominated him as a candidate for Admiral Candidate, and it is said that his code name was 'Golden Lion'.

But who would have thought that this Vice Admiral, whom everyone thought had a bright future, was unable to break through to the level of Emission application of Armament Haki for a long time, and his swordsmanship did not improve further. This caused the official order for his Admiral Candidate to be delayed, and his nomination became invalid when he was forty years old.

Even so, this Vice Admiral Kuro became the adjutant to the commander of the G-3 Branch, after all, Garp was not a person with the patience to handle all kinds of affairs.

During the past two years, when Garp was away practicing boxing, Garp temporarily took over as the commander of the G-3 Branch, which shows that his seniority and strength were trusted by his superiors.

"By the way, Vice Admiral Kuro, Vice Admiral Light, and everyone else here, do you all possess Famous Swords?"

Suddenly, perhaps to avoid dwelling on Kuro's regretful past, Vidal smiled and changed the subject.

"I have a batch of knives that are comparable to Skillful Grade Blades. Are you interested?"

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