Once everyone finished talking, Shishu ordered the fleet to head straight back.
A large group of Marine officers eagerly boarded the Ironclad Warship to look around.
"Teacher, this is incredible! If we Marines had had warships like this back then, we could have wiped out those damned pirates in minutes!" Yao Tu stroked the long, thick gun barrel as she spoke excitedly to Tsuru, who was looking around beside her.
"Enough, Yao Tu. Even if we'd had these warships back then, we would still have been the World Government's dogs. That had nothing to do with how powerful our weapons were!" Tsuru said with a sigh.
Only during the voyage did she realize how welcome the Holy Church's navy was on these seas. Every merchant ship they encountered raised Holy Light Banners and greeted the fleet with delight. Their excited expressions and heartfelt pride left the Marine officers aboard deeply shaken.
The naval Holy Light Clerics also showed them exactly what an army of the people looked like. No matter what merchant ship they encountered, they answered the people's welcome with respectful salutes. A sense of equality and mutual respect filled everyone's hearts.
There was none of the arrogance one might expect from the world's strongest military.
"This truly is a disciplined army!" Watching the naval Holy Light Clerics standing motionless at their posts, Tsuru could not help marveling again. There was no shame in the Marines losing to an enemy like this.
Yao Tu followed her teacher's gaze and nodded in agreement.
Since boarding, she had not seen a single Holy Light Cleric soldier idle about. They were either busy with their assigned work or training together, as though they had an endless list of things to do. It was the same from top to bottom.
At first, Yao