Pirate’s Holy Light Swordsman

"Meaning, you are going to do closed training for the next year?"

Wright bit the senbei - it was stolen from the old man Karp, anyway, the old man Karp also came from the Warring States General: "Come on Rosie, let me have some senbei? Let me tell you, this is the Warring States general. A treasured taste! I would be reluctant to take it out for ordinary people!"

Roxandi sat on the sofa opposite Wright, looking helplessly as Wright feasted on the treasured senbei that Karp had brought from his father, completely powerless to complain.

"...You eat it, I often eat this flavor." Ronandi held back for a while and finally couldn't help but complain: "You have only followed Mr. Karp for two months, so take the essence of Mr. Karp's 'Have you learned everything?"

"Rosie, you don't understand." Wright looked out the window with a sad face. This is the office of Lieutenant General Garp of the headquarters. The scenery outside the window can't be bad, but in Wright's eyes, all things related to Garp are brought with you. There is some inexplicable feeling.

A deep tingling sensation.

"You see how I have changed in the past two months?" Sighing, Wright said weakly.

"...Looks stronger and aura stronger?" Ronandi seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes became strange.

"Wrong, more haggard."

"The long-term and huge stimulation of the spirit will lead to haggard. In short, it will lead to loss of appetite, lethargy, incoherence, inability to get up, and irregular toilet use..."

The corners of Roxandi's eyes twitched violently—God is so haggard, except for the last two symptoms, you can show me the first ones!

You're eating, drinking, chattering in front of me, and telling me that you're losing your appetite, that you're incoherent?

"Brother, what I eat isn't senbei, it's heart stuff..."

"Two months, it's been hell... You went to secret training, so you don't know - there are very few people in the entire headquarters who don't know."

"On an average day, I'll be hanged by Old Garp for eight hours—completely hanged!"

"Why am I famous in the headquarters? From Marshal Kong to the newly arrived navy, how many do not know that the old man Karp has come down with a sandbag major?!"

"Ah—my face, my image, my demeanor, my future..."

"It was all ruined by that stinky old man ah ah ah ah ahhhhhh-!"

Looking at Wright, who fell into memory and began to be incompetent and furious, Rosannadi sighed with deja vu a little happily: "Sometimes, it is unfortunate to have a powerful healing ability..."

Regarding this point, Rosannadi is also a little embarrassed - his father, the Warring States General, looks mighty and serious on the surface, gentle and wise, but in fact he is as old and funny as Lieutenant General Garp - Lieutenant General Garp is in the headquarters. A new major has been struggling for two months. If there is no acquiescence from his father... or even participate in person, he can't justify it.

After all, Dad and Mr. Karp have a very good impression of Wright. Since joining the Navy, the two bosses have already stood behind Wright. First, they were taught by Mr. Zefa, and now Mr. Karp. No matter how you look at it, they look like It's the handwriting of my father.

Cough, let's keep quiet about this.

"That... Wright," Ronandy, who felt a serious digression, had to pull back the topic bluntly: "I just said to meet somewhere... Why did you come to Mr. Karp's office?"

"And, isn't Mr. Karp here?"

"..."

Wright came back to his senses and glanced at Ronandy with a strange look on his face: "Che, don't you know where old man Karp likes to go? This office is big and quiet, and it's perfect to talk about things."

"And the old man Karp found out in the morning that the senbei had been stolen by me...cough, after the senbei have finished eating, they will never come back before get off work, if it wasn't because of you, Rosie, this sad... hum... kachakacha …”

Ronandi put his right hand on his forehead, of course he knew where Lieutenant Cap was going - his father's roar could be heard faintly in his ears: "Bastard Cap! That's my favorite flavor!"

Wright had already thought about what Rosie Nandi was doing for him. After relaxing a few jokes, he became serious: "So, Rosie, what's the problem with you asking me out today?"

"That thing you have to do?"

"...I can't hide it from you." Rosannadi said with a wry smile: "I just finished training, and the smoker went on a mission with Lieutenant General Kuzan. I can only discuss with you alone."

"Wright, you are the best in our class, whether it's combat power or smart strategy. Therefore, I want to ask you a question."

"If you pursue justice, but your loved one is an extremely evil person, how will you stop his madness in the absence of force?"

"..." Wright looked at Roxandi with certainty: "No matter how evil a person is, no matter how powerful he is, he is still a person, but if his plans are too big, he will definitely establish his own power, and the evil with a powerful evil leader is a person. Power is the real threat."

"As a close relative, your only advantage is that it is easier to gain his trust and tolerance. It is the only light he may have in the dark. Your existence itself is a shackle that limits his madness."

"On the contrary, if you betray him, or die..." Wright took a bite of the senbei and turned his eyes to the table in front of him: "Then he is very likely to lose all restraints and destroy everything around him first, and then destroy himself."

"I think there are two ways."

"First, become overwhelmingly powerful, then duel him, press him to the ground and rub him hard, and tell him that the one with the bigger fist is right. If you want to do evil, you must beat me first!"

"Second, destroy his foundation and prevent him from developing his power. Assassination, alienation, undercover, do everything possible, grasp the lifeline or major weakness of his power, and launch it in one fell swoop when the time is ripe to make his power fall apart - alone , there is no wind or wave in this sea."

"If it were you, I would definitely choose the first one!" Roxandi smiled, as if he had made up his mind: "After all, you have such ability, potential, and character."

"In other words, you will choose the second one." Wright raised his eyelids and looked at Roxandi, who lit a cigarette and took a deep breath...

Wright looked at Rosannadi's burning shirt shoulder with a black face: "Stop talking! You half-assed character is a woolen undercover!"

After scrambling to put out the fire on his shoulder, Rosannadi got up and said goodbye: "Thank you for helping me make up my mind, Wright."

"I don't, I don't know, don't talk nonsense!" Wright rolled his eyes and looked at the back of Roxandi pushing out the door.

"...don't die."

"...I'm just doing closed training for a year, so serious, don't miss me~"

"Go away! Immediately! Immediately!"