Pirate King: I'm determined to be the King of Sons-in-Law!

Chapter 113 I'm under the protection of Senior Brother Flying Squirrel

It was evening.

Loya returned to the training ground.

Facing the expectant gazes of his subordinates, Loya's lips curled up, and then he slowly raised his hand, making a peace sign!

Get it!

The subordinates immediately cheered excitedly.

"The colonel is fantastic!"

"Stay calm, it's all thanks to the Mohawk!"

Loya raised his hand and smoothed his rooster-like hair. At first, he felt a little awkward, but now, he felt it looked quite stylish.

That's it!

Loya sidled up to Tina and said in a cheeky tone, "Colonel Tina, could you please arrange accommodations for me and my men?"

"understood."

Tina sighed helplessly. Since Vice Admiral Momonga hadn't asked Loya to leave, she had no choice but to comply.

"Seriously, what is Vice Admiral Momonga thinking?" Tina wondered.

The standard onboarding process, including dormitory, dining areas, assembly points, and training facilities, is already thoroughly familiar to everyone.

In addition, officers of the rank of colonel are allowed to bring their families.

Behind the G-1 fortress, directly below the Red Line, lies a special town called "Red Harbor".

The town is mainly inhabited by government officials and their families, and it is quite prosperous. In addition, there is a bubble lift leading to the holy site at the innermost part of the town.

Early the next morning.

Before any specific tasks were assigned, and as a colonel at headquarters, Loya didn't need to participate in training and had a lot of free time, so he went directly to the brigadier general in charge of logistics.

After explaining the purpose of the visit.

The brigadier general put on airs, rubbing his hands together as if trying to extort some benefits: "Colonel Loya, housing is currently very tight, you may have to wait a while—"

"Clang!"

Rain cutter inserted into the desk.

Loya grabbed the brigadier general by the collar, sneering and shouting, "Do you even know who I am? Let me tell you, Chief Instructor Zephyr is my master, and Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel is my senior brother. Come on, repeat what you just said?"

The roar echoed throughout the entire logistics department.

"I'm sorry, I'll arrange it right away!"

The brigadier general immediately backed down.

In less than half a day, the logistics department arranged a rather nice two-story residential building for Loya in Red Harbor.

Lily loves her new place.

"We won't have to move anymore."

"Yes, it's safe here."

Loya was also very satisfied. Within five years, nowhere would be safer than Red Port. The only thing to worry about was those mentally challenged Celestial Dragons who occasionally went out.

Lilika held her daughter, her eyes filled with anticipation for a new life: "Loya, I want to take Lilika to apply for a job as a naval cook."

"very nice."

Loya raised both hands in agreement.

It's good to have something to do. If he remembers correctly, without his interference, Ririka and Little Ririka became cooks in Branch 153 a few years later.

Damn it, Rika even brings Koby rice balls all the time.

"I'll see Zoro off."

Loya arrived outside the building, where Zoro was waiting for him. After his time in Loguetown, the young man had the foundation to venture out on his own.

"Let's go, I'll see you onto the ship."

"Thanks."

Zoro took a deep breath and caught up with Loya.

Next, he will face the greatest challenge of his life: the pirates operating in this sea are hundreds or thousands of times stronger than the pirates in Loguetown.

If you want to survive, you have to rely on yourself!

But once he made a name for himself, he was one step closer to becoming the world's greatest swordsman, and he didn't want to stay in a small place and be complacent.

The port was filled with merchant ships ready to set sail. Loya didn't know where they were headed, but one thing was certain: their destination should be in the New World.

Before parting, Loya looked at the youthful-looking Zoro and solemnly warned him, "Zoro, I won't interfere with your choices, nor will I force you to join the Navy. I only have one request for you: don't become a pirate!"

"Brother Loya, I promise you, I will never become a pirate!"

Zoro made a solemn promise.

He never thought of becoming a pirate, and he knew that Loya wasn't worried about him becoming a pirate, but rather that he didn't want to become his enemy.

Loya smiled and waved, as if seeing his younger brother off.

"Go, but don't die!"

"Even if I'm dragged into hell before becoming the world's greatest swordsman, I'll crawl back with my broken body!"

Zoro grinned and bowed to Loya: "Brother Loya, thank you for your guidance and care over the past two years. If there's ever anything I can do to help you, no matter where I am, I'll definitely come to lend you a hand!"

"The ship is about to leave, you brat."

Loya watched Zoro board the ship, and after the ship left the port, he smiled and thought, "By the next time we meet, this kid might be a great swordsman who will be famous throughout the New World."

Everything was arranged, and I felt completely relaxed.

Loya returned to G-1 aboard a logistics ship.

The G-1 branch has a permanent force of over 10,000 men, divided into 10 large formations, each with slightly different roles.

There are patrol teams, squadrons responsible for protection and support, prison squadrons that transport prisoners, and squadrons for intelligence and surveillance, etc.

The best-treated squadrons are mostly composed of noble sons from various member states, and their only mission is to escort the Celestial Dragons on their journeys.

As soon as Loya returned, he saw a super-luxury ship bearing the World Government's insignia setting sail. Judging from the golden lion head prow, there was a high probability that Celestial Dragons were on board.

"Wow, that's really impressive!"

Loya's eyes were sharp.

Sooner or later, he will take down these arrogant guys. Those in positions of power should be those who are capable!

The messenger came looking for them.

"Colonel Loya, Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel is looking for you."

"understood."

Loya nodded slightly, took the elevator with practiced ease, and soon arrived at Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel's office.

Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel was on the phone, his wry smile suggesting he was quite aggrieved; few people could elicit such an expression from him.

Loya stood silently at the door, waiting for Lieutenant General Momonga to hang up the phone before knocking on the open door.

"Come in."

When the flying squirrel saw Loya, his head started to throb. The person he had just spoken to was Teacher Zephyr.

I wonder what Teacher Zefa sees in this kid that makes him so protective of him. Could this kid really become a great general?

Shit!

With such a despicable character, if he were to become a general in the future, he would devour the entire table, leaving not a single crumb!

The flying squirrel came to the sofa area and said in an annoyed tone, "Sit down and let's talk. Don't be so formal. I can at least be considered your senior brother."

"yes!"

Loya sat up obediently.

Senior brother has a higher seniority, so listen to him!

The flying squirrel sized up Loya, growing increasingly annoyed. The more obedient the kid was now, the more ruthless he could be when provoking people.

Forget it, I won't stoop to his level.

The flying squirrel said in a deep voice, "Loya, I originally planned to assign you to the Ninth Squadron, which is the Prison Squadron, but you brought more than two hundred people, which disrupted my plans."

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, senior brother."

Loya was very cooperative, even addressing him as "senior brother".

From now on in the G-1 branch, Senior Brother Flying Squirrel will be like a brother to him. Anyone who dares to bully him will have to ask Senior Brother for permission first!

The flying squirrel's lips twitched. How could he not see through Loya's little scheme? He was just being polite. Teacher Zefa had thousands of disciples. Did he think he could build a relationship with all of them?

"Ahem, you should just call me Lieutenant General."

"Okay, I'll listen to my senior brother."

"I said call me Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel!"

"I understand, Senior Squirrel."

Loya started to play dumb, saying, "You were the one who said we were fellow disciples. If you're so capable, go and complain to Teacher Zephyr!"

The flying squirrel's face darkened.

Damn it, I taught him a lesson yesterday, how could I be so careless? This kid can climb to the sky if he keeps going!

"Junior brother, cough cough cough, Loya!"

The flying squirrel straightened its face and said, "I went to check on your subordinates this morning. From now on, you will be in charge of leading them."

"Thank you, senior!"

Loya's eyes lit up.

My senior brother is a really nice guy.

"You're welcome."

The flying squirrel sighed softly, its gaze distant.

Damn it, junior brother, do you think I wanted to arrange things this way? Nobody wants those idiots, okay?!

The officers of each squadron in the branch were at least major generals, and none of them wanted to take over that group of rogue marines.

Who wants to cause trouble for themselves?

As the base commander, he could indeed force Loya's subordinates to be assigned to various squads, but he could not completely ignore the wishes of his colleagues.

The flying squirrel was also somewhat troubled.

"The current situation is that all the formations are at full strength and cannot accommodate more than two hundred marines at once."

"I understand, senior brother!"

Loya rubbed his hands together, looking very expectant.

"Since all the major fleets are full, how about we create a new fleet? I've noticed that each fleet has its own responsibilities, but there isn't one specifically dedicated to suppressing pirates. How about we call it the Pirate Extermination Squad?"

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The flying squirrel was a little confused.

Junior Brother Loya, you're just a lowly colonel, yet you're already trying to form a squadron, and a pirate-slaying squad at that?

The G-1 branch does not have a dedicated squadron for fighting pirates.

There are three main reasons.

Firstly, the G-1 branch's duty is the same as the headquarters: to guard the sacred ground. Without permission from higher authorities, it cannot send out large numbers of troops. Suppressing pirates can only be considered an extra task.

Secondly, the Four Emperors are the true rulers of the New World. Currently, the Navy and the Four Emperors maintain a state of non-interference, so the Navy cannot enter the territory of the Four Emperors without authorization, and its actions are restricted.

Thirdly, there is also the G-5 branch in the New World. They are the main force in fighting pirates, although they don't have much practical use and are mainly just for show.

In addition, the 10th squadron of G-1 is a patrol and security squadron. If pirates appear near the branch, the 10th squadron will be responsible for suppressing them.

The flying squirrel fell into deep thought. He wasn't considering the profits from the pirate extermination team, but rather using this as a reason to send Loya out, so as to prevent him from causing trouble within the branch.

"Let me think about it!"

(End of this chapter)