"No rebuilding without breaking first!"
Faced with Zephyr's question, Randall offered only that brief answer.
Zephyr nodded thoughtfully and asked no further questions.
"Oh, right, Instructor Zephyr, about the operation to take down Bullet..."
Randall looked at Zephyr eagerly.
Zephyr rolled his eyes and said:
"After all this, what could Sengoku possibly do to stop you?"
At those words, Randall pumped a fist in front of his chest, cheering inwardly.
Seeing his excitement, Zephyr could not help smiling and shaking his head.
Anyone who did not know better would have thought he had just landed some enormous windfall.
To put it bluntly, hunting down a pirate of Bullet's caliber was something most people wanted to avoid at all costs.
When assigned such a mission, simply accepting it without protest counted as professional conduct. Who volunteered for it the way Randall did?
More importantly, Randall had already encountered Bullet and personally experienced the crushing pressure of a top-tier fighter.
Even so, the experience had left him with no psychological scars. Instead, he wanted another go.
This kid really was something else!
At that thought, Zephyr amused himself.
Could an ordinary person go from a nobody to someone strong enough to withstand a top-tier fighter's full-power punch in just half a year?
Perhaps it was precisely his willingness to face difficulties head-on and his fearlessness against powerful enemies that had brought him this far...
"Instructor Zephyr, is there anything I need to prepare?"
"No. Just wait for the notice.
Still, the paperwork will take at least a month. We've got a while yet!"
Randall visibly deflated at that.
He wished they could set out right now and drag Bullet back.
Seeing this, Zephyr gave Randall a smack on the head and said irritably:
"You think we can capture a pirate of that