Another Chapter (2/10)

The end of the battle on Zou shook almost the entire world.

The samurai of Wano Country, the country on elephant's back, the carnival feast of the swordsmen, the World Government's secret organization, the squad leader of the Whitebeard Pirates, almost any piece of information could set off a storm on the sea. When these intersected and converged, it was natural for all the world to turned on its head.

Especially that mysterious country made up entirely of minks and hearing that only two or three out of ten of the entire tribe had fled the country made many people realize once again that the pirates of the New World did more than do looting. They were courageous enough to destroy a country!

And this battle also made the name of Red Swordsman spread all over the sea, from a little-known newcomer, step by step into the sea pirates' fierce reputation.

Because of the death of Mr. 0, the "adventurer" Apophis, who walked between the light and the darkness, finally defined as a vicious sea pirate. Because of stepping on the bones of countless losers, the first bounty has directly reached a shocking amount of 500 million.

However, none of this has anything to do with Longinus, and what business is it of Longinus's that Apophis is offering a 500 million berries bounty?

At the moment, he was sitting peacefully on a coastal reef. He is listening to the waves crashing against the shore and droning complaints of the woman beside him.

"Red Swordsman Apophis, Hawkeye Mihawk, Flower Sword Vista, so many growing swordsmen gathered together. It's a shame that this feast belonging to the swordsmen can't be experienced by me firsthand!" Gion hugged her legs and rested her delicate chin on her knees, tilting her head to the side to look at Longinus.

"One year is still not enough time for the hatred to completely forgotten, but the last battle in the New World, this headquarters had played a cruel trick on those pirates. And if you go deep into the New World in this situation, you will easily be attacked and sniped by the pirates."

Longinus rested his left hand on his bent knee, his right hand casually propping up the reef behind him, "Besides, the Marine isn't as pervasive as that, and that sea is an area we can't reach for a while."

"I'm just a little regretful." Gion sighed lightly. This headquarters was full of strong people, but not many were proficient in the art of swordsmanship. She instead counted herself as the strongest swordsman in the headquarters.

"But, you're calm." Gion looked like he was fighting for Longinus and said in a puffed up voice, "Obviously that Red Swordsman Apophis and Hawkeye Mihawk are only famous for defeating Flower Sword Vista. But you were able to do that a year ago, yet not many people celebrate your achievements."

"It's a matter of no measure, who said the other Vice Admirals too conspicuous in battle a year ago, and besides, what do I need such a high reputation for a Marine Captain?" Longinus smiled, but the scene where Blackbeard said he didn't have that kind of ambition flashed sharply in his mind.

"A person like you should stand at the top ..." said Gion, her pretty face suddenly flew up a blush and changed the subject sternly, "By the way, have you already chosen the internship place for the third year? Grand Line or four sea branches?"

"Ah, this!" Longinus chuckled lightly, "It would be in the North Blue. I hear the scenery is nice there."

For him, this choice, there is nothing to hesitate, his rank is nothing in the Grand Line, but in the branch of the four seas, this headquarters Captain is the pillar of existence.

As the branch's highest seat, he could naturally do anything he wanted, and no one would have any question about his occasional loss.

Just like the base commander of Branch 2, Borsalino, who often mixed it up until the end of the year when he caught a few pirates to stall the assessment, but not many people cared. And there were even several Marines who marveled that Vice Admiral Kizaru did have an admiral's style.

And then there's the example of Garp, who stays at his headquarters all day and hangs out. As usual, there are countless marine claims that his kind of action is a marine fixation, or that only Whitebeard and Roger is worthy of having Vice Admiral Garp do it or something like that.

It is the benefit of strength and status. Even if you do something very poorly, you will naturally have many followers to help you explain.

To change a phrase from that world, it is.

Do you know how hard Vice Admiral Kizaru is working? Every year he has to fight the monsters that are strong enough to take his legs and even his legs, and it makes people cry, okay?

He also had some considerations as to why he chose the North Blue.

Although it was undoubtedly incomparable to a monster like Vegapunk, Vinsmoke Judge's scientific research capabilities still highly ranked in this world, which was an opportunity to test it out.

"What about you? Have you planned where you headed yet?" Longinus asked.

"Ah ... ah?" Gion looked panicked and waved her hand, fidgeting, "I ... haven't thought about it yet, maybe, probably, maybe it's in the four seas as well."

Longinus was slightly startled. He wasn't the kind of person with a negative emotional quotient, so naturally, he was clear on what the other was planning, but he didn't point out.

...

After two years of special training in 1502 of the Age of Kaien, there are not many people left in the boot camp, but most of them are some familiar faces.

On the practice field, all the students who were about to go to the significant branches gathered here, they had all experienced several battles in the New World after following Zephyr, and they had already washed away their naivety and innocence.

On the other hand, many students were lower than the previous year at the edge of the practice field, and their eyes filled with admiration. So it could say that as long as they survived from the second year's meat grinder, most of the boot camp mission would complete.

To put it another way, you get a full load of credits, and you wait for the final defense to graduate.

"What a pity! Instructor, he's been going this way for a year, and without his superb Kenbunshoku to help us point out the loopholes, Rokushiki would have taken a lot of time to practice successfully!" Les touched the tuft of hair in the middle of his head.

"You won't be able to hammer it out on your own if you leave the instructor?" Doberman said icily.

"It's not like I'm used to it!" Les said, looking to the side at Herbert, asking, "Hey! You're not going to ask the instructor for another torture, are you?"

Herbert gave a subtle twitch of his lips, "Wait until I get back from the war."

Quickly, Chief Instructor Zephyr stepped forward, and two years of developing good discipline allowed the whispers in the field to dissipate without a trace promptly.

"Truly, after these two years of trials and errors, you are qualified as a soldier, but as an officer, you still have a lot to learn."

"From now on, every word you speak, every command you give carries the lives of countless civilians and soldiers, and your decisions no longer just affect you, but have more relevance to the world."

"So I look forward even more to seeing you make it clear this year that the power in your hands is not just a symbol of status and privilege, but in more ways than one, it is a responsibility and a burden."

"Listen clearly and head to the beginning of your new journey!"