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"Hmm...unfamiliar ceiling."

Lovett's eyes were half open, and he could not see clearly clearly, but the rotten and moldy smell he could smell at the tip of his nose told him that he was still in the cell.

"But, at least he survived."

The heavy blood loss and hypothermia caused him to unfortunately develop a high fever and his head was dizzy. Mages are monsters whose spirit overrides the body, so he could still think calmly in this situation.

There was a sense of coolness coming from the wound on the broken left arm. Even if you didn't look at Lovett, you would know that compared to the simple bandaging before, it was obvious that a professional doctor had carefully treated it for him.

This is a fatal wound!

If he could survive alone, Lovett would not choose to take this gamble.

Blood loss, wound infection, even if the experience of soaking in the sea for half a night did not add insult to injury, this weak body may not be able to hold on.

He needs a doctor.

So he would rather drag his dying body without rest and perform a second hypnosis on Mengka... As the battle hero who arrested "Hundred Strategies" Crowe, Mengka's attitude could not change the minds of the navy's upper brass.

Let him receive a certain degree of preferential treatment in Branch 153.

At least……

If he dies, he will definitely not be allowed to die.

As for... what if the upper echelons of the navy refuse to acknowledge his meritorious service and still accuse him of being a pirate?

"Ah……"

Lovett grinned and let out a chuckle.

What he is looking for is just this period of time to recuperate and get through the most difficult moments.

As long as the spellcasting level of one or even half a star is restored, as a necromancer, Lovett really doesn't think he can survive in the East China Sea, the weakest sea.

"Huh? He's awake?"

The chuckle is not obvious, and sounds more like an unconscious moan to outsiders.

The two navy soldiers in charge of guarding the cell looked at each other, and the other suddenly stood up and filled the water glass.

"Are you crazy? The superiors haven't decided what to do with him yet!"

His companion stopped him in surprise.

He was silent for a moment, shook his head and passed the obstruction: "Since I am responsible for guarding the cell, I cannot just watch the prisoner die in it...unless he is a death row prisoner."

The prisoner with a reward of 1 million Baileys is obviously not a death row prisoner, and the wanted posters all say "dead or live".

The companion stopped talking. He knew that this person's brother happened to be on that warship.

After a fight, even though the big pirate Crow was successfully captured, only two of the hundreds of people on the ship, including the colonel of the 153rd branch company, survived...

A private and a prisoner with a bounty on his head.

It is impossible to dismantle the establishment. The geographical location of each branch is finally determined after careful consideration by the superiors, but it will take a long time to return to the past.

"Then so be it, it's up to us to be willful."

Shaking his head with a wry smile, the man turned his head away and dozed off.



At the same time, the Grand Line is an island in the Iron Triangle of the Maelstrom.

The buildings on the island are distributed from east to west, and close to the windless zone is a family town, where most of the family members of the soldiers of the headquarters live.

Directly to the east is a vast port, with warships lined up on the sea and flags standing everywhere, demonstrating the might of the iron-blooded military.

This is the Navy Headquarters!

Marineford is the headquarters of the navy that maintains peace in the sea in the name of "justice" and is powerful in all directions!

At the core of the island is a tall and majestic trapezoidal fortress. On the white wall in front of the fortress, large black characters are painted vertically: "Justice". It has stood here for hundreds of years. No matter what the hard times, Marin

Fodo is also like this fortress, towering and unyielding.

Nowadays, the three famous navy generals and the marshal "Buddha's Warring States" with numerous military exploits are located here. In addition, the existence of the "naval hero" and "Iron Fist" Garp, who personally arrested Roger in the propaganda, has made this place a place with countless villains.

The hopeless despair.

In the middle of the fortress, in a spacious office.

"That is to say... Donghai Branch 153 finally succeeded in arresting Crowe with the help of a pirate, right?"

As a pirate with a bounty of 16 million Baileys, he may be considered a celebrity in the East China Sea, but looking at the entire sea, it is just a personal name, which is not enough to alarm the high-ranking lieutenant generals of the headquarters, especially the veteran among veterans, Flying Squirrel.

The main reason was that the losses of Branch 153 were so serious that he needed to handle the matter personally.

If it were in the past, the arrangement of appeasing the families of the fallen soldiers and then heavily rewarding the meritorious officials would be a familiar arrangement for the flying squirrel, but...how come it has something to do with pirates?

"Yes...yes! He is indeed a pirate."

A nervous reply from the person in charge of Donghai came through the phone, and then someone not far away seemed to be whispering: "He didn't voluntarily go to sea to become a pirate."

But soon there was a crisp sound, the door was locked, and the speaker was kicked out as expected.

It's not surprising that some people support the pirate flying squirrel. Before he came to take over the matter, someone had already prepared all the relevant information.

Honestly, great job!

The flying squirrel was very supportive of Lovett's actions.

but……

The point is not whether he has been wronged, but his current status.

Pirates!

A pirate who was labeled a pirate by the World Government for attacking government officials!

The authority of the World Government cannot be challenged, and the current stable situation of the sea is inseparable from this authority. Therefore, even if it is wrong, it must be swallowed and said to be right.

Not to mention...

As a navy, we cannot change the world government's mind.

The flying squirrel has a headache, why does it have to be a pirate?

If this matter is not handled well, it will be more serious than the instability caused by Crowe.

"Stand still for now, I will consider the test later..."

As he was talking, Flying Squirrel suddenly put down the receiver, stood up and saluted: "General Qing Pheasant!"

The person who came was none other than the current three generals of the Navy, the monster in the eyes of the world, General Kuzan "Green Pheasant"!

Aoki is tall and thin, but different from Kizaru's wretched appearance. He wears a blue shirt and a white mandarin jacket, giving him a refreshing look.

A head of fluffy black hair is piled on top of the head, with a pair of green... frog eyepatch stuck on it?

The corner of the flying squirrel's mouth twitched, not wanting to comment on this.

With a purple sausage mohawk, I don’t seem to have much say.

"You're welcome, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, um... what do I want to say?"

After playing Hachi casually, Qingzhi rubbed his hair with one hand on his hip, and suddenly realized after a moment: "Oh yes... the marshal asked you to go to Alabasta. There has been some instability there recently, and he suspected that there were pirates among them.

Make trouble."

"Alabasta? I understand."

The flying squirrel's eyes turned cold and he nodded.

"The King's Shichibukai" Crocodile's stationing in Alabasta caused an uproar within the Navy. He was one of the group of people who firmly believed that Crocodile had no good intentions.

Isn’t this coming?

"But... why are you here to inform me?"

The flying squirrel asked strangely, does this kind of dispatching task require a general to send a message?

"Oh, what about...I was going home to sleep, and I just happened to pass by..."

Qing Zhi rubbed the shit in his eyes and replied nonchalantly.

Flying Squirrel: "..."

Okay, this is very blue pheasant.

"Speaking of which, I heard you were discussing the East China Sea. What happened?"

With the general's keen senses, it was not surprising to hear the flying squirrel across the wall, so he immediately explained the matter.

"Well...it's really tricky!"

Qing Zhi sat on a chair nearby, his hands on his knees and his chin on his head.

On the one hand, it is the morale of the soldiers, and on the other hand, it is the face of the government.

It's normal for flying squirrels to be unsure.

But it would be too troublesome to leave it to the Warring States Period to decide. It would be coercion by order, which was obviously not what the two of them wanted to see.

Qing Zhi insists on the concept of justice that different people have different views on justice, so he is used to putting himself into other people's perspective to look at the same thing and compare his feelings with others.

Even themselves: "Navy".

In his eyes, the current justice of the Navy is only the justice of the World Government.

"What happened to the officer?"

Suddenly, Qing Pheasant asked.

The flying squirrel was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied: "It has been secretly recalled."

After all, things that bring shame to the government cannot be made public, and it is impossible for him to continue to stay in the East China Sea and lose face.

To put it bluntly, including the strict order for the Navy to pursue Lovett was also to prevent the news from spreading and causing bad influence.

"It would be much simpler, let them both... disappear from the world together!"

Qing Pheasant clapped his hands and looked at the stunned flying squirrel.

The word "evaporate" here is definitely not a verb, so Aokiji's idea comes to mind.

The flying squirrel was extremely astonished, then gave a thumbs up, showing its shining white teeth.

Ding!

"clear!"

………………

New book is on the way, please recommend and collect it!

Yesterday, the publication time was wrong. At 6pm, the editor got off work early. I didn’t tell my previous editor in advance, so it was only approved at 2:30 this afternoon [manual vomiting blood].


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