Who told him to become the Pirate King!

Chapter 164 How can you manage the Navy while working with insects? (Fourth update, 12 words, please subscribe)

Edward Weebull is an idiot.

This discovery seems to have been a surprisingly huge blow to Zephyr.

Looking at Zefa, who stood motionless like a statue, Storm stepped forward and asked softly.

"Professor Zephyr?"

Hearing Storm's voice, Zephyr barely managed to pull himself out of his overwhelming sorrow. He looked at Storm, his facial muscles twitching as he tried to force a smile.

"I'm so sorry, Storm, I lost my composure..."

"Um."

Storm nodded slowly.

As a naval admiral, he was defeated by a complete idiot...

It is indeed something that is difficult for people to accept.

Storm could completely understand how Professor Zephyr felt.

Just as he could completely understand the feelings of Kaido, who had guarded Wano Country for decades but was brutally beaten by the sun god...

If we only consider the matter of "being beaten up by an idiot".

Kaido seems to be even more pitiful than Zephyr...

Zephyr only lost his right hand, but Kaido lost everything!

But seeing Zefa so dejected, Storm couldn't bear it.

After a moment's thought, he decided to add fuel to the fire (scratch that) —

Fight poison with poison!

"Teacher Zephyr."

Storm suddenly spoke up.

"I thought... you were already used to having your life controlled by fools."

Zefa was stunned; he never expected Storm to say something like that at this moment.

"...What did you say?"

"Edward Weebull is a fool, that much is true."

Storm stared into Zefa's eyes and said earnestly.

"But he's just stupid! All his actions are being manipulated by Buckingham Stussy."

"This fool is nothing more than a puppet of Buckingham Stussy's evil will."

"But, Professor Zephyr, I think you should know this."

"There is a group of people on the high seas who are not only stupid, but also wicked!"

"Unlike fools like Edward Weebull, those people were both foolish and wicked!"

"Professor Zephyr, you've been a 'General of the Headquarters' for two or three decades. You should know who your direct subordinate is."

"Isn't that right?"

Admiral of the Navy Headquarters.

The writing team represents the world government's highest combat power.

Read as "a direct subordinate of the world's nobility".

Every world noble and every Celestial Dragon has the right to directly command a Marine Admiral to serve them!

The group of people that Storm referred to as "stupid and wicked" were none other than the Celestial Dragons, the world nobles who lived in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise and were detached from worldly affairs!

Zefa could certainly hear the hidden meaning in Storm's words.

As a child, he joined the navy because he dreamed of becoming a "hero";

But in the years after joining the Navy...

Zephyr was keenly aware of one thing—the Navy, which prides itself on "justice," is not always a hero.

As a naval officer, the higher the rank, the more exposure one has to the dark side of the world government.

The "world nobles" that Storm mentioned are one of the dark sides of the world government!

"You're right, Storm."

Zefa took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the sorrow in his heart.

"World Government! World Nobles! Celestial Dragons! Hmph!"

"A bunch of scum who only bring shame to justice!"

"And there are some scoundrels in the Navy!"

"How can we manage the navy and uphold justice while surrounded by such a bunch of mediocre, ignorant, and foolish insects?"

Good news: The strategy of fighting poison with poison worked, and Zephyr has stopped being so melancholic.

Bad news: Zeffa seems to have been poisoned by a different, more radical, and more profound form of "justice poison"...

"Professor Zephyr is right!"

Storm nodded seriously and praised loudly.

"Incomplete justice is utter injustice!"

"There is too much filth hidden within the Navy and the World Government system!"

"How can we build a modern navy if we're mixed up with this bunch of trash?"

Good lad! Good marine!

Zefa didn't say anything, but simply extended his right hand and patted Storm's shoulder heavily.

He was right about him!

The ocean is so polluted now!

Zephyr ignored Edward Weevil.

A fool who only knows how to cry and call for his mother is not worth his time and energy.

Even if the opponent is incredibly strong, they're still just a fool...

Let's leave the hatred from the previous massacre at the recruit training camp at Buckingham Stussy's level for now...

"Storm."

Zefa spoke in a deep voice.

"Edward Weevil, this guy is yours to handle!"

"Yes, Professor Zephyr."

Storm nodded seriously.

"I will definitely educate this 'child' properly!"

If a child is disobedient, it's mostly because they're spoiled; a good spanking will fix it.

That statement isn't entirely accurate.

But it would definitely be useful for Edward Weebull!

Buckingham Stussy is now dead.

Edward Weebull was no longer under the control of his "mother".

Storm needs to discipline this idiot properly.

At the very least, we can't let this idiot go around harming innocent people.

Whitebeard III, Edward Weevil.

Fighting the Navy is fighting, fighting pirates is fighting too, so it's definitely going to be a good "helper".

"Okay, I trust you to handle things."

Zefa gave a few final words of advice.

"Now I also need to handle matters related to the recruit training camp."

"After this year's recruit training camp is over, I will form a guerrilla unit and then contact you again."

After saying this, Zefa didn't linger and turned to leave without hesitation.

His departure from the original itinerary and his sudden arrival at Changhuan Island already violated the rules of the training camp.

Everything is now settled.

Zephyr definitely needs to return to the Navy recruit training camp.

Storm did not stop him, but let Zefa leave.

After Zefa's aura moved away from Long Ring Island.

Edward Weebull's crying finally subsided.

With bloodshot eyes and a string of snot bubbles hanging from his nose, Edward Weebull sat up straight from the pit and looked pitifully at Storm.

"Have you seen my mother?"

"Your mother has gone to the sea."

Storm raised his right hand and unleashed the power of the Clay-Clay Fruit, instantly creating a clay doll.

"But Weevil, look who this is?"

Edward Weebuhr looked to the side, following Storm's movement.

The one standing there is no longer the "Clay Weebull" that was previously a replica of Edward Weebull.

It was the "real deal" Edward Teach the Second Whitebeard!

"dad?"

Weebull stared wide-eyed at Edward Teach in disbelief.

He couldn't distinguish the subtle differences between the clay figurines of "Edward Teach" and "Edward Weebull".

But one glance was enough to spot the white crescent-shaped mustache growing on Edward Teach's face.

This moment.

The idea of ​​"Buckingham Stussy" was instantly forgotten by Weevil.

Weebull only had eyes for Edward Teach.

"I am not your father."

"Under Storm's manipulation," Edward Teach said in a deep voice.

"If you'd like, you can call me 'brother'."

In Storm's view, the best way to properly discipline Edward Weebull is through his "family".

To bring Buckingham Stussy back to life... that's impossible.

Create a clay figure with a white beard and have him discipline Edward Weevil as "Dad".

Storm thought that kind of operation was too bizarre.

He didn't want to raise Edward Weevil as a fool...

"Mom" can't do it, "Dad" can't do it either, so we can only let "Brother" do it!

Isn't there an idiom that goes, "The eldest brother is like a father"?

But it is quite obvious.

In Weebull's mind, there are only three kinds of people on the sea—"Dad", "Mom", and "Everyone else".

"elder brother?"

Weebull tilted his head.

"What is that?"

"It's too complicated to explain."

Edward Teach slowly stepped forward, raising his enormous fist, the size of a casserole dish.

"All you have to do is obey me, Weevil!"

"Let me see what you're capable of!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Edward Teach swung his right fist at the stunned Weevil.

Under Storm's deliberate control, Edward Teach's punches were not fast, but rather somewhat slow.

This was time he deliberately gave Weevil to react.

Weebull is indeed not very bright.

But a person who looks exactly like "Dad" is asked to demonstrate his "abilities"...

Weebull would naturally obey.

Edward Teach's fist came at a slow speed.

Weevil reacted quickly, taking several steps back to avoid the slow, straight punch.

Just then.

Storm manipulated the clay and threw a weapon at Weevil, its sharp blade embedding itself directly into the ground.

That's Weevil's signature weapon—the naginata.

When Weevil saw the naginata, it was like a monkey seeing a stick; his eyes lit up instantly, and without hesitation, he grabbed the hilt of the naginata and twirled it beautifully.

Storm had no idea how Weevil had learned his naginata technique...

"Dad! Watch out!"

Weebull still regarded Edward Teach as his "father".

He brandished his naginata as he charged toward Teach, wanting to show his "father" his immense power.

Call me brother!

Edward Teach said in a deep voice.

At the same time, he threw out his right fist at an extremely fast speed.

Before Weevil's naginata fell.

Edward Teach's fist struck Weevil's body a step ahead of time.

There was a dull thud.

Weevil was sent flying dozens of meters away by Edward Teach's fast punch, landing on the ground in a tumble.

But this was already the result of Edward Teach's careful control of his power.

Weevil wasn't hurt either—Edward Teach's punch was much lighter than Zeff's punch.

Weebull got up from the ground again and ran towards Edward Teach, making a ruckus.

"dad!"

Call me brother!

Time slips away, bit by bit.

The battle between "Whitebeard II" and "Whitebeard III" lasted for several days.

During this period, Edward Teach basically did not launch any offensive attacks.

It was basically Weevil who kept launching attacks, and then kept falling to the ground and not getting up.

However, Weevil's physical abilities are indeed very strong.

He endured several days of brutal beatings before his strength was finally nearly exhausted.

That day.

With a bruised and swollen face, Weevil charged at Edward Teach once again, wielding his enormous naginata.

After several days of rote learning, he finally figured out the difference between the different forms of address.

"elder brother……"

As he shouted, Weevil swung his naginata.

Completely tireless, Edward Teach slowly and deliberately threw a punch.

With a left hook, he knocked Weevil's naginata away;

A right hook punch landed squarely on Weevil's cheek.

There was a loud "bang".

Weevil was knocked to the ground and could not get up.

A new grand trophy jumped out in front of Storm.

[All Stars Trophy: Edward Weevil, Whitebeard III]

[Tournament Rating: ★★★★★★★]

(End of this chapter)