Pirates: I’m afraid the world isn’t violent enough!

Soon, the warship docked on the coast of this desert island.

After the ship's ladder was lowered, Ortorun walked down from the ship with a heavy war hammer on his back, followed by Gion.

"It seems that it has not been developed and no one lives in it?" After Ortorun casually looked at the island for a few times, he released the domineering spirit of knowledge and conducted a simple exploration on the surface of the island.

Sure enough, there was no one around. Altoron nodded, very satisfied.

In fact, if his knowledge and domineering power were more than ten meters deep into the ground, he would definitely be able to detect that there was a big problem inside the cliff in the center of the island opposite!

But normally, given the preconceived notion that this is a deserted island, no one would be so stubborn as to use their knowledge and knowledge to scratch the surface of the island, right?

Altorun can scan it with the color of knowledge, which is considered to be relatively careful.

"Today is not a full moon, but tomorrow will be. We have been sailing on the sea for so long, so we might as well let everyone come down and do some activities. Don't go too deep into the island. If there are any poisonous beasts or the like, it will only increase casualties. Let's have a barbecue party or something on the coast and relax." Ortorun touched his chin and discussed with Gion beside him.

It had been a while since we left the Red Earth Continent and arrived in the South China Sea. Gion was tired of waiting on the boat, so he immediately agreed and said, "I think it's okay."

Soon, Gion called his navy soldiers and began to prepare for tonight's barbecue party.

The soldiers in the navy were also very happy. The warships were well-stocked with supplies and manpower.

Ortorun still found a coast with gentle water to fish, to calm down his temper that had gradually become irritable in the past two days, and the navy soldiers also acted quickly.

He hasn't finished a single fish here, but the bonfire has been set up over there, and the cooks on the ship have already started preparing ingredients.

At the same time, on the cliff, Dolag and Ivankov were gathering in front of a small vent, looking at the situation outside.

Because of their height advantage, they could easily see the situation on the coast from the cliff.

In their sight, the navy warships were parked casually on the coast, and a large group of sailors disembarked from them, preparing bonfires and ingredients. Everyone looked smiling and happy. It was obvious that they were having a party. .

Dolag, who was born in the navy, smiled when he saw this and said: "I am very familiar with this situation. Occasionally, people in the navy will choose to dock at a nearby island to hold a banquet because they are physically and mentally exhausted after sailing at sea for a long time. , to improve morale, now it seems that they are in this situation, and they are not coming for us, so you can rest assured."

"Then how long will this banquet take?" Ivankov asked again.

"Normally, one night is enough, right? But maybe because of the fun tonight, they will continue to rest on the ship tomorrow and wait until the day after tomorrow before officially setting off." Dorag said with a look that I understand very well.

"I see, then there is no problem. We can avoid this danger by lurking in the base for two or three days." Ivankov smiled and relaxed a lot, and then asked casually: "Do you know which admiral of the navy that is? Maybe he's a friend of yours?"

After hearing this, Dorag came forward again and looked out through the hole a few times. After a while, he saw Gion who was helping the navy soldiers on the beach.

"It's Gion!" Dorag said with a smile on his lips: "I have a good relationship with her. When she first joined the navy, I took her as a superior officer..."

"Do you think she is a good navy?" Ivankov asked again.

"Well, Gion is a navy with a very sense of justice. She also has great potential and talent. I even think that she will be able to have the strength of an admiral in the future..." Dorag said with some emotion. : "But at that time, I was very confused. Otherwise, I might have dragged her into joining me in the promising industry of self-service army."

"When we become bigger and stronger in the future, there will be opportunities." Ivankov confidently patted Dorag on the shoulder and said.

Hearing this, Dorag laughed and said: "You are right. There are actually many reliable guys in the navy, but they have been restrained for too long. While they cannot see hope, they also give up on themselves. If If we can give them a hope and opportunity in the future, then maybe there will really be a lot to do!”

Dorag hated the darkness that the navy was mired in, and he also hated the upper class of Mariejoia and the Draconians who had caused all this.

But he actually doesn't hate his father, the Sengoku Admiral of the Navy, Mr. Zefa, or anything like that.

He knew very well that in this world, people like him were needed to stand up, overcome obstacles, and find a new path. But at the same time, people like Garp, Sengoku, and Ahe Great Counselor were also needed to survive in the quagmire. Rolling and struggling.

If it weren't for them rolling and struggling in the quagmire, the huge navy would have collapsed long ago. The ripples caused by the collapse of the navy and the impact it would have on the world would definitely be very terrifying. of.

How many people have to die behind this before the sea can return to the strange balance and calm it has now? No one knows, but it must be an astronomical number.

Although Dorag disdained the so-called 'overall view' that Sengoku, Garp and others insisted on, he understood that it was indeed a necessary sacrifice.

This sacrifice not only refers to the poor innocent people whose lives were crushed by the darkness, but also refers to the tortured hearts and spirits of these senior naval officers.

Whether it was his father, General of the Warring States Period, or Teacher Zefa, who among them did not have a sense of justice when they joined the navy?

Do they like to struggle in the quagmire, so they stay in the navy? With their strength and ability, no matter where they are after leaving the navy, their lives will definitely not be worse than they are now, right?

Why persist there?

Dorag has always felt that there are still many reliable messengers of justice in the navy, but now they have no better way out, so they can only struggle in the quagmire.

But sooner or later, he, Dolag, will bring them new choices. Maybe everything will be different by then, right?

"In the future, maybe there will be a day when we can fight side by side?" Dorag thought to himself.

Just when Dorag was thinking about these things, Ivankov suddenly said: "Huh? Who is that guy wearing the major general's epaulettes? Why does he look familiar?"

"Which one?" Dorag looked over and asked.

"It's the guy sitting far away, looking a little out of place, fishing there!" Ivankov described.

Soon, Dorag saw the figure, frowned and said: "Looking from the back, there is actually nothing familiar about it, but the warhammer he carried behind his back always felt like he had seen it somewhere... .”

After a moment, Ivankov and Dolag suddenly looked at each other, and they both said at the same time: "It's the guy who defeated the Red Earl in the newspaper before!"

"He is a powerful character. At least judging from the information in the newspaper, the Navy regards him as a new generation monster no less than Kuzan, Sakaski, Porusalino and others, and he is also a thunderbolt of the natural system. A person with fruit abilities, it is said that he has infinite strength, steel and iron bones... Speaking of which, are the three of them, Porusalino, very powerful? Are they as powerful as you?" Ivankov looked at Dolag and asked.

Dorag was stunned for a moment, touched his chin and said: "Out of pride, I think I should be more powerful than them, right? But those three guys are indeed very strong, and they should be even stronger now. Let's put it this way, One-on-one, I am confident, but once one-on-two, there is no way I can win!”

After a pause, Dorag smiled confidently and said, "Of course, I won't lose to them easily."

Listening to this, Ivankov sighed and said: "It seems that the navy is really full of talents..."

When Dorag heard this, he also said with a little emotion: "Yes, how else could the navy become the overlord of the sea?"

After observing for a while, they saw that the navy was really having a banquet. Dorag and Ivankov were completely relieved, and they left here and went back to rest.

Wait for two days, wait until the sailors are gone and life becomes calm again, and then work again.

Chapter 83 Gion: Ortoron went crazy again!

In the afternoon of the next day, the navy on the coast began to pack up and move the remaining supplies from last night to the ship.

In the cliff, Dorag, who was looking out through the vent cave, had an expression of "I've already figured it out". He patted Ivankov on the shoulder and said, "How about it? I'll just tell you? The navy is just It’s just a short stay here, it’s impossible to stay here for a long time, and they are leaving now.”

Ivankov was also very happy and said: "It seems that you still know the navy. You are worthy of being an elite of the former navy headquarters."

After about half an hour, the warship slowly started to leave the coast of the island.

But Dorag was a little dumbfounded. He scratched his head strangely and said, "Isn't this right? Isn't the Major General named Ben Altolen not on board the ship yet?"

Yes, the navy's warships began to sail away from the island, but Oltorun was still sitting on the rocks by the sea, holding a fishing rod in his hand, as steady as an old dog, without even moving.

It was as if he had nothing to do with that warship.

It made Dolag feel that the navy had forgotten this major general?

He wanted to go out and shout, 'Wait a minute, he hasn't boarded the boat yet! ’.

"What is going on?" Ivankov looked at Dorag with doubtful eyes and said, "I know that among pirates, there is a punishment called exile, which is specially used to punish traitors on the ship. Send them to Go to a deserted island, hold a banquet, and leave him there to die the next day...Is this method popular in the navy now?"

Dorag said with some confusion: "No? At least when I was in the navy, there was no such statement. Even if a certain naval admiral made any mistakes, he would be tried internally and then sent to justice. I have never heard of anyone being exiled to a desert island while in Pelton Prison..."

He is really confused now, but he can't go out and ask what these navy are doing?

All they could do was wait and keep observing outside. After waiting for a while, Dorag and Ivankov discovered that the warship that had originally sailed away was anchored at the end of the sea level and no longer moved away.

It was as if someone on the warship was observing the island from a long distance away. Coupled with Ortolon's strange situation, Dorag had some bad premonitions in his heart.

But there's no way to start with this premonition. It's that feeling where you know something is wrong, but you don't know where the source of it is?

"Perhaps he... just wants to rest on the island for one more day? Did he have trouble with Gion?" Drag looked at Ivankov hesitantly and asked.

Ivankov scratched his head and said, "Speaking of which, isn't today a full moon night? Maybe someone wants to see the moon on the island?"

"Hahahaha..." Dorag laughed awkwardly, and then said: "It doesn't matter, we still have a lot of supplies. Even if he spends half a year here with me, we can still afford it. Let's wait and see one day. Bar."

At this time, Ortorun, who was sitting on the reef, frowned from time to time, and occasionally a fierce look flashed in his eyes. The fishing rod in his hand was trembling, and the fishing line was straight. It was obvious that there was already a fish. Taken the bait.

But he had no intention of harvesting, and he wasn't even paying attention to fishing.

As the full moon approaches, Oltorun can feel more and more that his spirit is getting irritable, but he can also feel that compared to the state before leaving Tyrian Island, he is indeed much better now.

"Concentrated thinking may be able to suppress the gradual madness of this spirit..." Ortorun murmured softly, and his mind began to think about what he had missed or what he wanted to do during this period. What about a more perfect solution?

"Roger married Lujiu and had children in the South China Sea on Batlila Island. But with his surrender, he also caused great harm to the sea area. In order to eradicate his bloodline, the world government once Pregnant women and newborn babies are hunted on a large scale in the South China Sea..." Oltorun suddenly thought of this.

Previously, I was just thinking about how to get money from Roger, and I almost forgot about this incident.

"Sure enough, essentially, I'm not a guy with a strong sense of justice..." Altoron laughed at himself.

Even now, he has thought about this problem, and in fact he has not wavered much in his heart. But now that he has thought of it, it would be a great thing to help him. This can be regarded as a matter of immeasurable merit, and he may be able to save some for himself. What about Ford?

So, how to solve this problem?

First of all, the World Palace does not mean that wherever Roger is, they will hunt down all the pregnant women and babies. Otherwise, based on the previous deeds of the Roger Pirates around the world, the World Palace will be full of The world goes to kill.

The main reason why we had to do this in the South China Sea this time was because the world government noticed that Roger had been living peacefully in the South China Sea for nearly a year and a half!

Only then did he have the possibility to marry and have children here, so the world government would do such a cruel and inhumane thing.

Therefore, if you want to solve this problem from the beginning, you have to let the world government get wrong information, so that they do not know that Roger has been living here for a long time. However, this method is prone to mistakes, so it is best to Find a person or organization to take the blame.

For example, Roger is not here to spend the last part of his life leisurely in the South China Sea. He is not here to get a wife and have children and fall in love. He is here to do big things and conspire!

For example, he appeared in the South China Sea in order to achieve some ulterior purpose with the Self-Resident Army. While I, Ben Ortolen, was investigating the scholar, I also investigated the Self-Resident Army who might have had contact with the scholar. Certain investigations were carried out.

In the process of tracing this matter, I accidentally discovered that Roger seemed to be engaging in some kind of dangerous cooperation with the Volunteer Army.

Then under this in-depth investigation, I finally found Roger's whereabouts, and arrested Roger somewhere.

In this way, there is no such thing as Roger hiding in the South China Sea and living peacefully for more than a year. It seems that Roger is very busy. After getting this answer, the world's government will not say that he will destroy the South China Sea. Kill both pregnant women and babies, right?

This is not logical?

Although the world's government is very dirty and dark, they can do as little as possible of such disgusting things, and they still have to show some respect.

"As for the Volunteer Army and Dorag...it doesn't matter, just take the blame as a tool. Considering their current situation, the world government should be willing to believe this. More importantly, Dorag Rager has no way to prove his innocence, he is a good candidate to take the blame!" Ortorun thought silently in his heart.

Of course, this idea, looking at it now, is very superficial. Now that his mental state is unstable, there must be many shortcomings that he has not thought of. This is just a way for him to concentrate and fight against mental irritability. Just thinking.

The specific follow-up operations need to be discussed in the long term. At the same time, this is not a game that he, a major general, can play. He also needs a big shot to co-endorse it. Otherwise, you, a major general, will catch Roger casually. ? Do you have this strength?

Cap is perfect!

Moreover, he is Dolag's father. If he personally blames Dolag, the credibility will be even higher.

I just don’t know if Garp is willing to get involved in this matter? But Ortorun felt that if he spoke more clearly to Garp, Garp would be willing to cooperate with him based on his character and conduct.

The thoughts in his head became more and more confusing. Altorun tried hard to think about more problems. How should scholars solve the O'Hara incident?

Without Sauro's arrest, can Nicole Olbia herself be caught?

If you can't catch it, where should you start to solve the direction of this mission?

Just when Ortorun was sitting motionless on the rock like a stone statue, trying to concentrate and think about these problems, the sky gradually dimmed.

The sea breeze stirred up waves on the sea surface from time to time, and half of the sun had sunk into the sea water.

The clouds covered by the sunset are getting thinner and thinner, and the moonlight hidden in the clouds sheds some from time to time.

Inside the cliff, Dorag held a teacup in his hand and sat in front of the vent. Through the small hole, he looked at the scenery outside and the strange Ortolon.

For several hours, Altorun sat there motionless, so much so that Dorag wondered if that guy was dead?

But considering the situation of the warship at sea level, he didn't dare to make any probing moves. Wait, I don't believe you can sit here all the time?

He didn't pay all his attention to Ortolen. He sipped hot tea. Dorag also looked at the sky. There was a thick cloud layer that was dispersing, and there were dots of moonlight. As the sun gradually sank into the sea water, it slowly spread to the ground.

"The full moon is really a beautiful scenery. Speaking of which, I haven't stopped leisurely to appreciate the moonlight for a long time..." Dorag murmured softly.

Then, he saw a ray of moonlight falling on Altoron's body.

Immediately, a roar like a wild beast came from Altoron.

In just the blink of an eye, Dorag saw that Altolen, who was sitting motionless, suddenly changed from short and medium brown hair to this long silver-white shawl hair.

"Is this!?" The Dorag people were a little confused.

The next second, the color of the sky and the earth changed. The originally calm night on the island was suddenly shrouded by dark clouds. The manic thunder power, like the dancing silver snake, pierced the sky from time to time!

At the end of the sea level, Gion looked at the weather changes over the island and whispered softly: "It looks like Ortolon is starting to go crazy..."

Chapter 84 Dolag: When people sit at home, disaster comes from the sky?

Seemingly hearing the violent thunder outside, Ivankov hurried to Dorag's side and asked, "What's wrong?"

"That guy..." Dorag said with a little surprise in his eyes: "That guy is a fur tribe, he has entered the moon lion form under the full moon!"

Yes, after a brief shock, Dorag had already noticed some elements.

"Moon Lion?" Ivankov asked doubtfully: "Moon Lion can't produce thunderstorms, right?"