The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

New World, Flying Pirates

The Flying Lion floats 10,000 meters above the ground, with clouds flowing beneath it, resembling a silver ocean.

On the deck, all the officers of the Flying Pirates gathered, the atmosphere heavy and oppressive.

Shiki the Golden Lion sat on his gold-inlaid captain's chair.

Golden mane danced wildly in the wind, and the hideous scar on his chest was particularly glaring in the sunlight.

"You guys are so slow..." His gaze swept over every cadre present, his brows gradually furrowing.

"Wait..." Golden Lion's voice was deep as he looked at the empty space in the crowd below and asked in a puzzled tone, "Where's that David guy?"

Upon hearing Golden Lion's words, the cadres looked at each other, none daring to respond.

After all, the Flying Pirates didn't have the family-like relationship like Whitebeard's, nor the comradeship like Roger's... but rather a true hierarchy.

Finally, the First Squad Captain Calvin stepped forward with a heavy heart and said in a deep voice, "Admiral, David... has been out of contact for dozens of days."

"Out of contact?" The Golden Lion's pupils suddenly contracted.

He took a deep drag on the cigar dangling from his mouth, then crushed the wine glass in his hand, the red wine dripping through his fingers.

"You mean... my Third Division Captain just disappeared without a trace?"

And...you bunch of good-for-nothings didn't even send a single word?!

The air on the deck seemed to freeze; the officers all lowered their heads, not daring to meet the golden lion's gaze.

"Admiral." The captain of the second squad wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said cautiously.

"The last time David contacted us, he said he had found a good place in the New World."

They planned to capture slaves of a special race and sell them in the Sabaody Archipelago... and then there was no further news.

"Special race? Slaves? Do you think I'm interested in such trivial matters?" The Golden Lion's voice suddenly rose, a glint of violence flashing in his eyes.

"Damn it, the truth is, my captain got killed in the New World! And you're only telling me now?!"

As he spoke, the Golden Lion suddenly stood up, but a sharp pain shot through the scar on his chest, causing him to involuntarily raise his hand to cover it.

That scar was left from the battle at G-3 base years ago. Although it has long since healed, it was from that blow that almost cut him in two.

It left a deep impression on him, especially since then, he would dream about that knife every night when he went to sleep!

This also caused the Golden Lion's already healed scars to frequently flare up with phantom pain, as if reminding him of that humiliation.

“Admiral, your injury…” Calvin stepped forward with concern.

"Shut up!" the golden lion roared, kicking over the table in front of him, the sound of shattering cups and plates echoing across the deck.

"Investigate! Whether it's the Navy or Roger's men, I need to know who killed David!!"

The cadres felt as if they had been granted a pardon and turned to leave one after another, fearing that if they stayed even a second longer, they would become victims of the Golden Lion's wrath.

When only the Golden Lion remained on the deck, his anger gradually subsided, replaced by a chilling killing intent.

He walked slowly to the side of the boat, looking down at the rolling sea of ​​clouds below, his fingers unconsciously stroking the scar on his chest.

“Zepha...Gern…” The Golden Lion’s voice was deep and hoarse, his eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

"If you did it, this time... I will make you pay the price!"

……

At the same time, on the other side

On the deck of the warship, a gentle sea breeze caressed Lippo as she excitedly twirled around.

Then, he bent down and tugged at his navy uniform, then touched his hat, his pink eyes full of curiosity.

"I have the same clothes as Gern now! Haha!"

"Gern! Look!" Lippo skipped over to Gern, twirled around, and exclaimed, "Do I look good in this?"

“So cute!” Gern leaned against the ship’s railing, a slight smile playing on his lips. “It suits you too.”

"Really?" Lipo's uniform had been temporarily altered to be smaller, but it still looked loose.

The shirt collar was slightly open, revealing the snow-white hair at the collarbone.

She rolled up her sleeves several times, revealing glimpses of her slender wrists.

What's most eye-catching is her navy cap. Because it droops over her ears, the cap has two holes punched in it, which adds a touch of playfulness.

“Miss Lipo is so cute.” The sergeant standing to the side couldn’t help but smile and praise her.

"Right, right!" She shook her head triumphantly, her fluffy, droopy ears swaying with her movements. "I'm a righteous Marine now!"

"No, that's not right!" She suddenly straightened her face and cleared her throat. "Sergeant, please address me as Warrant Officer Lipo!"

Sergeant: "..."

"Haha!" Seeing the sergeant's mouth freeze in mid-air, Libo laughed.

Suddenly remembering something, she jumped onto Gern's back, shook her head, and blinked, asking, "Gern, where are we going next?"

“Of course, we’ll continue the patrol mission.” Gern ruffled her hair. “But before that…”

"Report!" At that moment, the communications officer rushed in. "Brigadier General Gern, headquarters has sent an urgent telegram, ordering us to return to base immediately!"

"You suddenly want me to turn back?" Gern frowned. "Did something happen at a time like this?"

"Urgent telegram from the Marshal: The Flying Pirates are making unusual movements; Golden Lion seems to be gathering his forces..."

"The Golden Lion wasn't under the command of the Sengoku period general..."

"Admiral Sengoku and Vice Admiral Garp have gone to the waters of the Kingdom of Sisser in the New World to deal with the Roger Pirates!"

Therefore, headquarters urgently summons you back.

“Roger is causing trouble too…” Gern’s gaze darkened, and Lippo keenly sensed the change in atmosphere, her ears perking up instantly: “What’s wrong?”

"It's nothing," Gern said, his serious expression softening as he smiled at her. "I just might have to go home for a bit!"

“Go home? Guern’s home?!” Libo exclaimed excitedly.

“You could say that.” Gern raised an eyebrow. The house in Marineford could indeed be called a “home.”

"Can carrots be grown in Naggen's house?"

"All I've got my eye on are your carrots!" Gern poked her puffed-up cheeks. "You easy-going little glutton..."

“So, no…” Lipo pursed her lips, and her droopy ears immediately drooped down.

"Haha!" Seeing her feigned grievance, Gern smiled helplessly.

"How could a partner of justice possibly leave you without a place to grow your carrots?"

"I knew it!" Libo instantly flashed a sweet smile, rubbing her fluffy cheeks against his neck, not caring that her hat brim was askew.

"Gern is the best to Lipo!"

Looking at Libo, Gern turned to the sergeant with a sigh: "Full speed ahead, return to Marineford."

"Yes, sir!" The sergeant saluted and turned to relay the order.

Chapter 85 Zephyr is no match for the righteous rabbit.

Several days later, at the Marine Headquarters, Marineford Naval Base.

The azure sea reflected the bright sunshine as the warship slowly entered the harbor, its hull cutting through the calm water and creating ripples.

Standing at the bow of the ship, Guern saw the tall figure on the dock in the distance.

Zephyr crossed his arms, his expression obscured by sunglasses, but the slight upturn of his lips hinted at a dangerous undertone.

“Tsk…” Gern rubbed his temples and muttered to himself, “It seems that the ‘aftereffects’ of those words last time were even greater than I thought.”

"Gern, is that Professor Zephyr?" Lipo peeked out from the side, her pink eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Hmm." Gern nodded, a helpless smile just beginning to appear on his lips.

Suddenly he looked at Libo and then at Zephyr, recalling the time he went to see Zephyr before his last mission.

The teacher herself had expressed envy for other families' daughters more than once, after all, the power of a little darling...

"Lipo".

"What's wrong?" Lipo turned her head and stared at Gern.

"Remember to be polite later, he is my teacher."

"Don't worry!" Libo patted her chest and said with a grin.

"I am Lipo, the hero of justice, and I am the most polite person!"

As the warship slowly approached the shore, the planks were just being lowered...

"Gern!!" Zefa's roar exploded instantly, causing the nearby soldiers to shrink back.

However, before Gern could respond, a white figure had already jumped off the ship with a "whoosh" and landed lightly in front of Zefa.

"Are you Mr. Zephyr?" Zephyr was almost 3 meters tall, so Lipo had to look up and smile sweetly, her pink eyes curving into crescents.

Seeing Libo's smile, Zephyr was stunned, and the anger he had been brewing instantly got stuck in his throat.

He looked down at the girl in front of him, who was wearing a navy uniform and had two holes specially made in her hat for her drooping ears to pass through. For a moment, he was in a daze.

"Furry...furry?" Zephyr asked instinctively.

"It's not furry!" Ribo immediately struck the signature Kamen Rider transformation pose, crossing her arms in front of her chest and shouting with righteous indignation.

"I am a hero of justice, Lipo!"

Even though it's the same action, why do my son and this girl in front of me look completely different when they do it?

Zephyr remained silent for two seconds, then slowly shifted his gaze from Libo to Gern, who had just disembarked, his eyes conveying, "You better explain yourself."

Gern chuckled twice, just about to speak

Libo skipped and hopped over to Zephyr, tilting her little face up with a bright smile.

"Zeff! How did it go? How was Lipo's work? Was it good?!"

"Gern told me you were the first hero of justice!"

Looking at Libo's innocent and adorable expression, Zephyr was reminded of his own four-year-old troublemaker.

That kid even had a naval academy promotion yesterday, and he even said confidently, "My dad is my support, my brother Gern is my future, I'm invincible."

"If I had a daughter...would she be this cute?" Zephyr's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, stared at Libo's innocent expression.

Then he looked at Guern's innocent face, which seemed to say, "I didn't teach her anything."

Soon, a fatal problem was discovered—

He, Zephyr, a naval admiral, a ruthless instructor, a man known as "Black Arm"...

I can't even get angry at this fluffy rabbit!

Especially when Ribo's bright pink eyes looked at him and sweetly called him "Teacher Zephyr".

Zefa felt his authority crumbling at a visible speed.

"Ahem! So... you, no! Libo, you're Gern's adjutant?" Zephyr tried his best to keep a straight face and maintain his last bit of authority.

"Mmm!" Libo nodded vigorously, her droopy ears swaying gently with the movement.

"I am Warrant Officer Lipo, Gern's ally of justice!"

"Warrant officer?" Zefa raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over Gern again. "You sure know how to make arrangements."

Gern shrugged, looking completely innocent: "Teacher, you know, the Navy needs fresh blood."

Zefa snorted, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

His gaze involuntarily drifted to Libo again, and finally, unable to resist, he reached out and ruffled her hair.

"Alright, since you're Gern's adjutant, then do a good job. Teacher Zefa will take care of your rank."

"Yes, Professor Zephyr!" Lipo immediately gave a standard military salute, though her posture was a little crooked, it was full of spirit.

Zefa finally couldn't help but laugh and shook his head: "Let's go back to headquarters first, the Marshal is still waiting."

"Marshal?" Gern raised an eyebrow. "Marshal Steelbone Kong is looking for me?"