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

Chapter 119 Lieutenant General Vergo, please advise.

Inside the training ground, the members of the G-5 branch, along with Barto and his crew, were having a great time playing a game of tormenting the pirates.

In the dilapidated office in the tower, Loya, Smoker, Tina, and the others discussed their next move.

Tina, with a cigarette dangling from her lips and her long, perfectly sculpted legs crossed, exuded style: "Colonel Loya, although it's a bit of a downer, I have to remind you that we're currently facing a budget crunch, which needs to be addressed as a priority. Tina is very serious."

"Yes, that's true."

Loya frowned slightly.

Whether it's maintaining warships or providing for the crew's food, drink, and wages, it all represents a significant expense.

Just by capturing pirates, we definitely can't support so many subordinates. Pirates don't have the habit of saving money, and even if they have money, they will squander it quickly. That little bit of money isn't even enough to maintain a warship.

Lieutenant General Momonga's attitude clearly indicated that he did not intend to support them, nor did he want them to return to the G-1 branch.

Although he could shamelessly go back to beg for food, he didn't want to go back. Even if he did go back, he wanted to do it in a grand and dignified manner.

We need to find a way to be self-sufficient.

How long can the warships' supplies last?

"Three months."

"OK."

Three months is a fairly ample time.

Loya looked at his adjutant: "Lu Yun, contact the nearby kingdoms and tell them we can provide assistance for a fee!"

"clear."

Lu Yun took notes in her notebook.

Loya thought for a moment and asked, "Should we also secretly contact the non-member states? They face even more difficulties."

"Colonel, doing this might involve the underworld."

Lu Yun offered a tactful reminder.

Most non-member states were in a state of war, rampant crime, and widespread famine, making it virtually impossible to gain any benefits from them.

Moreover, many underground forces operate in non-member states.

Loya shook his head slightly.

"Do as I say."

"yes!"

Lu Yun had no further objections.

Tina frowned, her tone somewhat displeased: "Colonel Loya, our navy has no obligation to help non-member states, and Tina doesn't want to cause any big trouble."

"Whether the Navy has obligations or not is none of my business!"

Loya retorted without hesitation, coldly stating, "Colonel Tina, watch your words! I am the commander-in-chief of the 11th Squadron!"

"Tina was too talkative!"

Tina gritted her teeth, almost bursting with anger.

"Good to know."

Loya glanced around, his gaze icy: "I don't care what you thought before, but now you are my subordinates, and you must obey my orders. Those who are unwilling can leave."

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No one speaks.

Apart from the newcomer Tina, everyone else knew about Loya's tough style.

Loya continued, "Let me emphasize that in my eyes, there is no distinction between member states and non-member states. The justice I pursue is to treat everyone equally!"

What is justice in ruling the world?

Loya's understanding is simple.

Under my authority, all beings are equal!

Of course, Loya didn't expect to create a world where everyone is equal, nor is that realistic. He was saying these things more to give his subordinates a heads-up.

If even helping the people of non-member states requires hesitation, how can we expect them to follow him down an even more extreme path in the future?

Everyone frowned.

Tina looked at Loya and felt a chill in her heart for some reason. What he said just now seemed reasonable, and the Navy's propaganda about justice was also dedicated to protecting the people.

But thinking about it more deeply, doesn't this run counter to the ideals of a world government, where non-member states have no human rights?

She didn't believe Loya was unaware of these things.

"Let's continue the meeting."

"yes!"

Just as Loya was holding a meeting, a warship bearing the G-5 markings returned to the G-5 fortress.

"Lieutenant General Vergo is back!"

"Line up quickly!"

The news quickly reached the conference room.

Loya suddenly stood up, his eyes blazing.

I thought I'd miss it, but I didn't expect Vergo to come back so quickly.

"Let's go say hello!"

"Yes."

As he passed the training ground, Vergo watched his subordinates and Barto playing around without making any attempt to stop them.

For him, this was the ideal state for the G-5 branch—it was best if they were all useless; being too excellent might lead to oversights.

"They are marines from G-1."

While at the port, he saw the G-1 branch's warships and heard about the recent events that had occurred within the G-1 branch.

It is "black hair".

Vergo's lips curled into a slight smile. A group of arrogant young people, who were ignorant of their own limitations, would soon be swallowed up by the terrifying sea.

Before I could even go upstairs, Loya appeared before me.

"Lieutenant General Vergo, this is Loya, the commander of Squadron 11 of Branch G-1. I apologize for the sudden interruption!"

"It's okay, we're all in the navy."

Vergo nodded calmly.

Loya silently observed Vergo.

Judging from his appearance, he was a rather mild-mannered man. Apart from the cookie hanging from his mouth, there was nothing wrong with him; he was even a bit mediocre.

But this man's combat strength completely overwhelmed Smoker during his vice admiral days, and he ranked among the top vice admirals in terms of strength.

"Lieutenant General Vergo!"

Loya bowed slightly and asked, "I have been having many troubles in my training lately. I have heard that Lieutenant General Vergo is skilled in physical techniques and Haki. I would like to ask you for guidance."

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Vergo looked at Loya without saying a word.

The G-5 marines around them were somewhat taken aback.

"Huh? The black-haired brothers are going to challenge Lieutenant General Vergo?"

"Idiot, this isn't a challenge, it's guidance. Do you even understand what guidance means?"

"It means learning. How could the black-haired brothers possibly be a match for Lieutenant General Vergo? This is about wanting to learn from Lieutenant General Vergo, understand?"

"Oh, I see!"

The marines were buzzing with excitement, eager to see their admiral in battle.

Vergo nodded almost imperceptibly, then turned and walked toward the training ground. As the base commander, appropriately displaying force would help enhance his prestige among the marines.

Moreover, he has always maintained an approachable image within the base and takes good care of his subordinates; refusing to have black hair is not in line with his style.

"Come with me."

"yes!"

Loya took a deep breath.

Another purpose of his visit to the G-5 branch was to challenge Vergo, to personally experience the vast difference in their abilities, and to obtain a combat sample of his opponent.

The two stood ten meters apart on the training field.

Vergo stood on the field with his hands behind his back, without any weapons.

"bring it on."

"good!"

Loya's gaze sharpened, and he launched himself forward with a burst of speed, charging towards Vergo. The muscles in his right arm worked faster, and an aura of dominance enveloped him.

Concentrate your strength on one point!

"Iron Block - Shatter!"

"Snapped!"

The fist was blocked by the palm!

Loya's pupils contracted slightly. Before he could retract his fist, Vergo grabbed him and dragged him into the air.

"Moonwalk!"

Loya's body spun in the air, and he barely managed to stabilize himself by taking four Moon Steps. His right leg swept out horizontally, and azure bird-shaped slash shot downwards.

"Storm Kick - Flying Eagle!"

"Too slow."

Vergo slightly turned his body to dodge the attack of the wave-slashing technique, then disappeared without a trace, instantly crossing dozens of meters to appear in front of Loya and kicking Loya in the abdomen!

"puff!"

Loya's cheek bulged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He shot towards the ground like an arrow.

"boom!!!"

Smoke and dust billowed into the sky.

Standing on the sidelines of the training field, watching Loya being completely suppressed, Smoker's face darkened, and his anger surged.

"Completely outmatched!"

"Of course, your opponent is a genuine lieutenant general from headquarters. You don't actually think the black-haired guy can win, do you? Tina is quite surprised."

"I see."

Smoker certainly didn't expect Loya to win.

But seeing Loya, who was supposed to defeat him, easily suppressed by Vergo made him realize his own weakness once again.

Smoker took off his coat and tossed it to Tina, who was standing next to him.

"Could you get this for me?"

"What are you doing, Smoker!"

Tina's heart tightened. Could Smoker be doing something foolish like that black-haired guy?

"What else can we do but challenge Lieutenant General Vergo, of course!"

Smoker responded coldly, stepping into the training field without looking back. When Loya is defeated, it will be his turn to play.

No matter what, Loya was his boss, a man he respected. He couldn't tolerate Loya being beaten up while he just stood by and watched.

"Smoker?"

Vergo caught a glimpse of Smoker entering the arena out of the corner of his eye, and his movements suddenly quickened as he kicked Loya next to Smoker.

"Pooh!"

Loya spat out a mouthful of blood, his gaze growing even more ferocious: "Smoker, this is a tough one, let's attack together!"

"good!"

The two charged toward Vergo from the left and right!

"Iron Block - Shatter!"

"Steam-Powered White Fist!"

(End of this chapter)