The third time-this is the current [Scholar] advancement quest. (Continued)

Adrian strode past Gion and quickened his pace.

Gion hurried after him. "Don't interfere with the Elite Training Camp's emergency drills!"

Moving at their speed, they soon left the woods and reached a lone peak at the island's center.

Zephyr and the other camp instructors were setting up obstacle courses that looked downright torturous.

The Marine recruits who made it past the beasts' blockade probably had some rough days ahead.

"Gion, what brings you here?"

Zephyr adjusted his glasses and looked toward her.

"Is something wrong with the warship?"

"No, Teacher Zephyr. Someone wants to meet you."

Gion spoke respectfully.

She turned, only to find that the man beside her had somehow turned his back on them.

White Ghost.

All Zephyr could see was the "Justice" on his back.

[434. Chapter 407: Black Arm Zephyr]

"Who's this?"

Zephyr frowned slightly.

He wasn't so old that his memory was failing.

Apart from Gion, no other senior officers had been assigned to guard the warship.

Had some bureaucratic Marine heard the news and come from a nearby Marine Branch base to curry favor?

Disgust showed plainly on Zephyr's face.

"This is..."

Gion sighed inwardly and started to introduce him.

"A pleasure to meet you."

The man with "Justice" on his back turned around, revealing a handsome face every Marine officer in the upper ranks knew.

"Mr. Zephyr."

"So it's someone even worse than those revolting bureaucrats!"

Despite his words, the disgust vanished from Zephyr's face. In its place came a complicated mix of respect, disappointment, and regret.

To be fair.

Zephyr had never thought badly of White Ghost, this so-called "pirate."

As the Non-Killing Admiral, Zephyr's idea of justice was hard to classify as either Dove Faction or Hawk Faction.

But one thing was certain: Zephyr had a Justice he pursued with