Pirates of the Navy Thunder God

Chapter 923 After this battle, I will go back home to get married
Naval Headquarters, Heroes Cemetery.

This cemetery, adjacent to the headquarters fortress and the courtyard area of ​​General "Cockscomb", is rarely disturbed and is the most sacred place in the navy except for the Oaks Bell.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines obliquely through the shade of the trees onto the tombstones, and the dim color makes the cemetery even more lonely.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Dorag, wearing a CP0 white suit and white cape, pushed the mask to his forehead and stood quietly.

After a long time...

"If the old man hadn't chosen to stop you, would you still have killed him?"

Dorag suddenly asked.

Ron was not surprised that he knew the inside story of that day. After all, the Golden Emperor controlled a huge amount of funds that was enough to shake the world. He was feared by all parties, not only the World Government, but also the Revolutionary Army.

The World Government would not convict someone without evidence, as there was no trace of the crime. However, Dragon did not need to do that. Based on the little information and his understanding of Garp, he went straight beyond the clues and deduced the answer.

Ron did not hide this and shook his head: "Of course not."

Then he grinned: "You should know me well, right?"

"I have never been hostile to anyone, but whoever stands in my way must die."

"Including the current Yim?"

Dorag demanded.

"That's right!"

Ron lit up his cigar silently: "I said, this world doesn't need the existence of gods...he's too much of a hindrance."

Dorag nodded upon hearing this.

"That's right, gods and such are too much of a hindrance."

Then he took off his mask and placed the bouquet in front of Garp's tombstone.

"At least judging from the results, the old man was right..."

"Not like me..."

Without finishing his words, he turned around, holding his cloak, and walked away with big strides.

Ron watched him leave quietly without asking any further questions.

Even when he wanted to fight against the government, he was targeted by the old bastard. So how much did the old bastard do when Dragon defected from the navy?
This is not a conflict between father and son, it has nothing to do with him.

Ron sneered and shook his head.

"It would be great if I was wrong..."

Swish!
With a backhand turn, a bag of donuts appeared in the palm of his hand.

Silently placing it in front of the tombstone, Ron squinted his eyes and looked at the sea, muttering: "If you hadn't dragged me into the navy back then, it would have been great... If you could stop Dragon and make Marshal Zhan Guo less afraid of me, it would have been great... If you were willing to stand up and take the lead in changing all this, it would have been great..."

"Old bastard!"

Boom!
He stepped down, cracking the cement platform where the sacrifice was placed next to Cap's tombstone. Ron gnashed his teeth and said, "Is this your justice?"

"They just sit there and watch the Celestial Dragons trample everything on them without doing anything! They just guard the Navy's little piece of land and entertain themselves."

"Where are you, the one who chased Roger around and dared to defeat Rocks alone?!"

The tombstone was silent and no one answered.

Garp did not pretend to be dead and climb out of the coffin to teach this audacious madman a lesson.

Ron took a steadying breath and pulled his foot back.

"…Since you don't want to, let me do it!"

After saying that, Ron turned around and strode away without even looking at the messy stone platform and the donut residue that was trampled into the soil.

Behind a big green tree planted in the green area not far from the mausoleum, Zhan Guo sat cross-legged on the ground with his back against the tree trunk.

The old and turbid eyes looked at the sky lifelessly, and Zhan Guo murmured.

"Yeah, where did we go back then?"

[The times] can create great achievements for a group of people, but at the same time they can also destroy a group of people.

It's not their fault, because there is no right or wrong in this matter.

……

The headquarters fortress and the villa area of ​​General "Cockscomb".

Walking back here step by step, the sun had already set, and the white moonlight was shining on the clean and tidy cobblestone streets, quiet and tranquil.

"There's someone at home?"

Ron looked up and suddenly found that the lights in his residence were on.

"The teacher has already gone to bed at this time, so..."

"You're back."

After pushing open the door, Ain heard the noise and came out.

"I heard that you went directly to the cemetery after the meeting, so I made some food."

The food on the dining table in the inner room was not rich, but it was obvious that it was made with care, and it was all his favorite food. Ron couldn't help but be a little stunned. This is probably what the so-called feeling of home is like...

A lamp, a table of food, and a woman.

They are all waiting for you to come back.

Ron walked into the house silently, accepted the food that Ain served him, and then took out a paper box.

"This is my general's shoulder badge and cape. No one would dare to ask for it unless I asked. So I might as well keep it at home as a souvenir."

Ain was stunned for a moment, then nodded, took the box, walked to the clothes hanger beside him, shook out the cloak and hung it up.

Watching her do all this silently, Ron couldn't help but feel that he owed her a lot.

Because of personal reasons, he has always turned a blind eye to this relationship, but Ayin is not the kind of girl who yearns for a passionate relationship, so she has been waiting quietly.

Although the two of them have not made their relationship officially public, they have a tacit understanding between an old married couple.

"When did I become so sentimental?"

Ron shook his head silently.

"This will be the last battle, Senior Sister Ain."

Next to the clothes hanger, Ain's hands couldn't help but tremble.

"In the next few decades, as long as I am alive, there will be no more major chaos... and by that time, the Global Village Project will have already taken root, so it won't matter whether I live or die."

While eating, Ron said, "By the way, Senior Sister, where is your hometown?"

"The North Sea. This is the Great Route where our ancestors came to after they were driven out of the North Sea by Germa and had nowhere else to go."

"Germa... I heard that he has declared war on the royal families of the North Sea? We need to urge him."

At this point, Ron raised his head and said, "When the war is over, we will go to your hometown to get married, okay?"

As everyone knows, Ron has no hometown in this sea...including the so-called Sky Island Bika, which later disappeared in the disaster.

Hearing this, Ain did not turn around, but bowed her head silently, her shoulders shaking.

"it is good!"

After receiving Ain's answer with a hint of tears in her voice, Ron didn't say anything else and lowered his head to continue eating.

At this moment, Ron finally knew why he was so sentimental just now.

Because he is afraid too!

This will indeed be the final battle, a battle for the survival of the world, and if we fail, many people will die.

If it succeeds, many people will die.

Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well set a flag first so that I can excuse myself later.

"Ah, I shouldn't have said something like 'going back home to get married'."

"But even I am under such great pressure, so I'm afraid others won't be much better... We have to be careful."

After his sentimentality, Ron returned to his old resourceful self.

"report!"

At this time, there was a knock on the courtyard door. Ron frowned silently and spoke.

"what's up?"

The visitor was a navy messenger, standing outside the door. He was startled at first by the voice ringing directly in his ear, and then he saluted respectfully.

"Sir Canglong..., the Marshal sent me to inform you that someone in Push City wants to meet with you."

"Oh?"

Ron put down his bowl and chopsticks in surprise: "Who is it?"

"I am extremely sorry, but I have no right to know that!"

The messenger had no right to know, so he must be a Level 6 felon in the Impel Down City, and Akainu would send someone to tell him at this time...

Ron quickly came up with an answer.

"Okay, I understand. You can go back first."

"Yes!"

After the messenger left, Ron was about to say something when Ain helped him open the door to the inner room.

Ron didn't walk out the door directly. Instead, he leaned over, held her tightly in his arms, and greedily sucked in the fragrance from her hair.

"wait me back."

Ron said.

"Ok!"

Ain leaned in his arms and whispered softly.

Oh, by the way, about the guy who wanted to read pirated books because I asked for leave, I forgot his name, please feel free to do so. There are people who don’t like RMB. I can understand that you don’t read my books. On the contrary, you read other people’s books, which is still supporting genuine books, and keeping the money within the family. But you left a message here and then went to read pirated books... If you didn’t do it, just pretend you didn’t see this sentence, I’m an idiot. If you did it, then read it carefully. For people like you who read genuine books and pirated them, I can give you four big words: "Eat inside and sell outside"! Extended... Eat inside and sell outside the family! Pirate slave! That’s it, pirates have no human rights. I put it here to express an attitude, I support genuine books, even if they are not for me.

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