Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

Actually, Raleigh was a little reluctant to give up the knife.

Even if you don't know how to use it, it's still very nice to keep it and appreciate it.

However, he hasn't drawn any sword-related ability cards yet, so this sword is just sitting in his storage.

Giving it to the flying squirrel would perfectly enhance his strength.

Besides, with his "slacking off system," Raleigh doesn't think that the "Good Sharp Sword" is his final destination.

As long as you keep drawing prizes, you'll eventually be able to draw a Supreme Grade Sword. Even if you don't draw one, you can still snatch one with your own strength.

"Flying Squirrel, here's your knife. Make the most of it and try to forge it into a black blade as soon as possible."

Raleigh gave instructions.

The flying squirrel nodded solemnly, then gave Raleigh a big hug.

"Don't worry, Raleigh, I will make this knife shine with the light that is rightfully its."

"In a few years, perhaps you will hear my name and its name on the high seas."

Raleigh didn't seem to grasp this point.

The navy is so large, but only a handful of them can be selected as elite vice admirals.

Apart from the giants, the rest were all seasoned veterans of the navy.

In the original story, the flying squirrel, who had reached this point without eating a Devil Fruit or possessing a famous sword, shouldn't have failed to become a candidate for general under my guidance.

He patted her shoulder gently.

"Alright, flying squirrel, get ready, let's go to the bonfire party to celebrate you becoming the branch leader."

The flying squirrel placed the dōjigiri (a type of sword) on its waist, replacing the old, worn-out military knife.

In the battle with Coleridge Roy, the lack of Armament Haki had resulted in the blade of that military knife becoming jagged.

"Colonel Raleigh, the bonfire party is all set, now all that's missing is you."

The messenger knocked and entered, informing Raleigh and his group.

"Let's go together, Gion Kake, let's drink until we drop tonight!"

The enthusiastic Raleigh invited his old classmates, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, especially Gion.

I never realized Gion was so powerful when I was in school. How come it's become so powerful in less than half a year since I graduated?

Sigh, if Gion had such a strong sense of reasoning back then, Raleigh wouldn't have won against her in the fight.

Faced with Raleigh and the flying squirrel's enthusiasm, Kaji happily agreed.

After hesitating for a moment, Gion nodded and followed Raleigh to the beach next to the training ground.

By this time, a tall bonfire had been built on the beach.

Groups of sailors had already gathered in small groups and started drinking and boasting.

Alcohol is a catalyst for emotions.

After three drinks, former strangers became good brothers.

The elite naval troops from headquarters, who had come from afar, had already become sworn brothers with the naval soldiers of the 133rd branch.

"Brother, let me toast you."

"Brother, let's drink together!"

"..."

Gion sat next to Raleigh, staring blankly as Raleigh drank heavily.

After graduating from military academy, she had a strong desire to surpass Rowley.

This drive has always spurred her progress.

But after she was defeated by Raleigh once again, something strange happened.

Gion didn't feel particularly disappointed; it seemed that in her eyes, not being able to beat Raleigh was a perfectly normal thing.

"Gion, would you like to have a drink with me?"

Raleigh turned his head and saw Gion staring at him, and he was somewhat at a loss.

To ease the awkward atmosphere, Raleigh picked up his glass.

Gion smiled slightly, casting aside the unrealistic thoughts in her mind; celebrating tonight was the most important thing.

The two touched lightly; Raleigh tilted his head back and swallowed it in one gulp, while Gion took small sips.

Her face quickly turned bright red, but her personality became very cheerful.

"Come on, Raleigh, let's keep drinking!"

He clung to Raleigh, refusing to let go, as if they were going to have a drinking contest.

At this moment, Kake was oblivious to the situation on the other side; he was already lost in the Navy's praise.

"As expected of a genius from headquarters, Major Kakei looks so cool drinking like that."

"Major Kakei has already drunk thirty bottles of rum. What a heroic man."

"I wish I were as manly as Major Kakei."

Jia Ji tossed his hair in a very flamboyant manner, stood up, and holding a full bottle of wine, said:

"To be honest, I am a true hero among drinkers."

"When it comes to drinking, I've never been afraid of anyone!"

"Major Kake is so handsome! I want to have a drink with him!"

"Count me in, count me in."

Amidst the clinking of glasses and the exchange of toasts, Jiaji had completely fallen in love with this little place.

He even considered quitting his job as a patrolman and applying to be transferred to such a small branch as branch manager.

Navy personnel generally do not drink excessively due to their busy schedules.

Unlike pirates who live for the moment and never know when they might die by sword, they live for the moment.

However, on a day as celebratory as today, the Navy lifted the ban, which is also an encouragement to the Navy sailors for their work in recent days.

After everyone had gradually gotten into the swing of things, Raleigh took the rum and walked to the center.

Raleigh raised his rum high and shouted:

"Brothers, today is a special day. First, let's welcome Major Gion, Major Kake, and the other brothers from headquarters. Let's have a drink!"

Raleigh raised a toast to Gion from afar, while Momonga put his arm around Kake. The two clinked their glasses and downed their strong liquor.

"The second thing is that I've been promoted and will be leaving Branch 133 soon. I'm very grateful for everyone's hard work during my tenure."

"Thirdly, our beloved Colonel Flying Squirrel will be taking over my position as the branch leader of Branch 133. Let's cheer for Colonel Flying Squirrel! Let's drink our fill tonight, until we're completely drunk!"

Raleigh ignited the atmosphere, instantly bringing the event to its peak.

Everyone started drinking like crazy.

Don't ask, I'm just happy!

Although everyone was somewhat reluctant to see Raleigh leave.

However, given Raleigh's usual slacking off, it doesn't really make much difference whether Branch 133 has him or not.

Besides, Raleigh got promoted and made a fortune; he wasn't dismissed.

This is something to be happy about, as it shows that one's superior is valued by the higher-ups at headquarters.

After drinking a full bottle of rum, Raleigh also seemed a little drunk.

She shakily returned to Gion's side and plopped down.

"I thought you could hold your liquor."

Gion raised her eyebrows as she spoke.

!!!

A man can't say no, especially in front of a beautiful woman.

Raleigh took two deep breaths and shouted: "I am the God of Wine of Branch 133, how could I possibly admit defeat? Bring me the wine!"

Gion, standing before me, clearly had a flushed face and looked like she couldn't drink.

Just drink this little bit of food until you're completely drunk, then go to sleep.

However, Raleigh didn't expect... Gion's eyes grew brighter and brighter with each drink, while Raleigh himself was completely disoriented.

He was already lying on the ground, clutching a bottle of wine and grinning foolishly.

"Gion, you're so beautiful."

Gion, who usually enjoys eating meat and drinking alcohol, felt her heart pounding like a deer's when she heard these words.

What is Raleigh talking about?

Of course I'm beautiful, otherwise why would I have so many suitors?

That means you have bad eyesight and you were so busy sleeping when you were in military school that you didn't even notice me.

Is he confessing his feelings to me?

It's so strange, why do I feel completely different from when I confessed to Kake?

"Raleigh..."

"Huff...huff...huff..."

Gion turned her head and saw Raleigh lying on the ground, fast asleep, still holding a bottle of wine in his arms.

He got angry for no reason and punched Raleigh in the leg.

However, it was obvious that the punch wasn't very powerful, so Raleigh didn't wake up.

Gion originally wanted to go back to her warship to rest, but after swaying a few times, she sat down in place.

"Fine, I'll just sleep here. We're all in the same boat anyway."

The bonfire party lasted until three or four in the morning before someone came to clean up the place.

The flying squirrel didn't drink much; he had many things to be careful about.

Therefore, he was the most alert, and it was only when he arranged for people to send the sleeping soldiers back that he discovered this.

The two people who were initially some distance apart by the fire had now huddled together.

Gion rested her head on Raleigh's arm, while Raleigh's chin rested on Gion's head; the two slept soundly.

The flying squirrel didn't arrange for soldiers to disturb them, but instead quietly took a blanket and covered them with it.