This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

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"But Teacher Zefa, have you thought about a question?"

Kuzan slowly looked away from the thin figure in the distant schoolyard, looked down at the glass bottle in his hand, and said softly:

"If he finds that one day, no matter how hard he tries, he won't be able to catch up with... us;"

"Or, if he finds out that no matter how hard he tries, he will never be able to avenge Huoshaoshan by killing the Golden Lion..."

"...what will he do?"

Will it crash completely?

Such a thought suddenly popped into Kuzan's mind, making him a little annoyed.

As an admiral, Kuzan has experienced countless battles and fought countless powerful pirates.

Guys with amazing willpower and hard work are never lacking in this sea.

In this cruel world, if you want to become a top powerhouse, you can never do it just by working hard and desperately.

Kuzan thought that facing his own problem, Mr. Zefa would fall silent.

But what he didn't expect was that Zefa suddenly laughed.

"So the old man decided to go to Marie Gioia himself."

"Speaking of which, the old man hasn't visited the old man Kong for a long time."

He smiled, raised his head and drank the wine in his hand.

Kuzan's eyes widened slightly.

Zefa patted Kuzan on the shoulder, turned around, with his back to him, not looking at Kuzan's expression.

Dragging the heavy mechanical arm, he slowly stepped into the shadows.

"Ron is a student that the old man agrees with, so... Kuzan, if you three have it, he must have it too."

"Even if the old man pulls down this old face and begs the old man once, so what?"

"But... the old man is not worried about Ron, he has already endured what he should bear, he has made his own decision, he has chosen his own path..."

"What the old man can do is push him behind the back and remove all obstacles for him."

"To be honest, the old man is not worried about him."

"The old man is more worried about you."

"Kuzan, you have been sleeping for so many years... the old man really wants to know when you will really wake up."

"The so-called justice...is not born in an aimless sleep."

"Of course, the old man is not qualified to teach you a brat..."

Zefa shook his head while laughing self-deprecatingly, as if drunk, and staggered out of the office.

Kuzan looked calmly at the back that seemed to be getting older, and held the hand holding the wine bottle very tightly...very tightly.

After a long time, he let out a long breath, turned around and looked out the window again.

Under the cold moonlight, there is a young man bravely advancing and running, with firm eyes.

He suddenly smiled.

Teacher Zefa, did you see hope from that boy?

So that's why you chose to leave this military academy?

Others don't know Zefa, but Kuzan does.

To some extent, this pair of master and apprentice are very similar.

They have all experienced painful, cruel, and huge shocks to their inner justice beliefs.

It's just that one of them chose to anesthetize themselves with endless sleep and laziness,

The other one completely sealed off his life in this military academy.

For Kuzan, the cage of life is the huge tomb in the cemetery.

For Zefa, the military academy known as "the cradle of justice generals" is the prison where he is imprisoned.

Now, Teacher Zefa came out.

Is it looking forward to it?

or hope?

Or both?

Kuzan didn't know.

But at this moment,

Looking at the thin figure running around the playground and casting a long shadow under the moonlight, his heart felt warm for the first time in a long time.

"Perhaps, it's time to go out and have a look..."

Kuzan took a last deep look at the figure on the school field, raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, then walked away slowly.

The seed that Sauro desperately wanted to protect back then,

After so many years,

She is now,

After all, it blooms brilliantly and freely in the sun,

Or completely rotted in the muddy soil?

He suddenly wanted to know the answer.

Chapter 34 Race against time

Ron wouldn't know what someone was doing for him behind his back.

He knows exactly what he needs, and non-stop training is the most important thing for him.

The yellow sand of the school field kicked up dust behind him, and he left everything behind.

It was not until a long, long time later, when the crescent moon in the sky seemed to be about to sink into the sea, that he stopped, bent over, put his hands on his knees, and panted heavily.

Sweat dripped down his chin and dripped to the ground, and a pool of water gathered under his feet.

He suddenly seemed to have noticed something, his eyes were fixed, and his figure suddenly stepped back.

A hand with strong wind whizzed past his nose.

A rather scribbled face came into view.

"Hey, your strength has improved a lot..."

The tea dolphin with a toothpick in the corner of its mouth watched with interest the young navy boy who looked vigilant and subconsciously put on a fighting posture, and sighed in admiration.

When Ron saw the teal dolphin, he rolled his eyes angrily, and sat down on the ground without manners.

He was so tired.

Just now, it was a subconscious reaction made by the body when it sensed danger.

With a toothpick in its mouth, the tea dolphin looked up and down Ron, who was sitting on the ground covered in sweat, and said with a smile:

"When I first saw the battle report, I thought it was the other navies who gave you face and flattered you."

"Now it seems that your internship mission has indeed gained a lot."

Ron shook his head, disapprovingly said:

"not enough."

He paused and whispered:

"Far from enough."

The tea dolphin seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and was silent for a moment, then smiled comfortingly:

"A lot of things need to be done slowly, becoming stronger cannot be achieved in a day or two."

"After all, you are not a genius like me."

Ron's face darkened, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Lieutenant General Tea Dolphin, if you don't sleep at this late hour, you will become even uglier!"

Come on, hurt each other, who is afraid of whom!

This bastard!

After the daily "dual practice" and gags with the tea dolphin before, Ron is very familiar with this rather abstract-looking bastard, and he doesn't have any scruples when speaking.

But when the tea dolphin heard Ron's words, he proudly put his hips on his hips and raised his head, sneering with disdain on his face:

"Tch, do you think I will believe you?"

He took off the brown hat, took a couple of sips in his hands, and then wiped the thinning hair on top of his head.

Then he fumbled out a comb from his pocket and combed it decently a few times.

"How handsome I am, I don't know myself?"

"It's impossible to be ugly."

He bared his teeth.

Ron almost fainted immediately.

This is too brazen!

The tea dolphin seemed to enjoy Ron's deflated appearance, he laughed, and after putting his hat back on, he waved his hand at Ron.

"Brat, have you rested enough?"

"Come on, let me test your strength."