Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

"With your ability, you are more than qualified to be the captain of a warship in the North Sea Fleet."

Darren smiled and said, his eyes did not hide his expectations for Magellan.

Due to the size of the fleet, the organizational structure of the North Sea Fleet remains simple and clear enough.

Except for himself, the "hands-off shopkeeper", the main organizational structure of the North Sea Fleet is divided into three levels.

The highest level is naturally the commander of the fleet of Flying Squirrel, followed by the captains of each warship.

Each fleet has a combat power equivalent to the level of major general or even vice general of the Navy Headquarters, responsible for the daily management and operation of their own warships, and only responsible for himself and Flying Squirrel.

After that are the first mates of the warships and soldiers at all levels.

Although this clear and clear hierarchy has many problems, it is the military structure with the best execution and organization and the highest efficiency for the North Sea Fleet, which has been in a "wartime" state.

With Magellan's strength, it is absolutely no problem for him to be a captain in the North Sea Fleet.

Even with his eccentric personality, he still needs to be tempered for a while before he can take on the responsibility of a leader who manages more than a thousand subordinates on a warship.

But then again, Magellan is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, so there is no need to ask too much of him.

"I..."

Magellan opened his mouth, but fell silent for a moment.

"Oh?"

Darren raised his eyebrows, looked at Magellan's hesitation, and asked curiously:

"You don't want to join me or Mr. Zefa..."

"--I do!"

Magellan gritted his teeth with a flushed face, and actually interrupted Darren's words.

Darren: "..."

"I, I mean, I am willing to fight side by side with Mr. Zefa or Instructor Darren."

Magellan also realized that what he said was not right, and explained with a blushing face:

"It's just that General Sengoku has high hopes for me, and even guaranteed me to the World Government... I can't let him down again."

Darren sighed when he heard it.

Zhan Guo, this guy, is quite good at winning people's hearts.

"Are you sure?"

He decided to give it another try to see if he could poach Magellan, a future admiral-level fighter, and said in a gentle and persuasive way:

"With your talent and potential, it is indeed a waste of talent to stay in a place like Impel Down."

"And judging from the current situation, it is unlikely that you will get any political resources from the Navy Headquarters at least in the short term."

"This also means that if you want to make progress, it will probably take a long time... maybe a year, maybe three years, five years, or even ten years."

Darren's voice was low and magnetic, like a devil tempting people to sin and depravity, with some weird incitement.

"Are you sure you want to waste so much time staying in a place like Impel Down?"

"Magellan, this sea is very vast."

However, facing Darren's "temptation", Magellan was unexpectedly firm and just shook his head and said:

"Teacher Darren, I don't think this is a waste of time... No matter where I am, I have never given up on tempering and working hard on myself."

His immature and dull face seemed to be emitting light at this time.

"Besides, Instructor Darren, didn't you teach me... As long as there is justice in your heart, even in the darkest corner, you can bring light to the world?"

"...Did I say that?" Darren's mouth twitched.

"Yes, I remember it very clearly!"

Magellan nodded vigorously, his eyes burning, looking at Darren with indescribable admiration and longing.

Darren said unhappily:

"I was just fooling you."

"No!"

Magellan shook his head firmly:

"I know you are doing this for my own good and don't want me to waste time in a place like Impel Down, but in my opinion, this is a test of my life!"

"This is the world's number one prison, the most sinful and darkest place in the world - Impel Down 'Impelton'!"

"I deeply believe that even in this prison full of dirt and darkness, true justice can shine."

Darren: "..."

He looked at Magellan's second-year expression, and suddenly felt a blockage in his heart, and covered his face in pain.

Facing such a stubborn young man, even if he is eloquent, there is nothing he can do...

"Okay, since you have made your own decision in life, I will not interfere too much."

Darren said a little depressed.

So Magellan will eventually go down the original path.Lao Lu, became the "tyrant" of this deep sea prison.

But it's okay, at least Magellan's ability can exert 200% combat power in an environment like the city of Impel Down.

And the most important point is that

The side effects of Magellan's devil fruit are too exaggerated.

It's okay in a place like the underwater prison, after all, the toilet is directly connected to the sea, and the infrastructure itself is complete, and the ventilation system is advanced. Even if there is any "poison gas leak", it can be dealt with in the shortest time.

But if he is allowed to board one of the warships of the North Sea Fleet, if he fails to control it, then the whole ship of soldiers will suffer.

That's at an altitude of more than a thousand meters, and the warship is so big that you can't run away even if you want to.

Thinking about that scene in his mind, Darren felt a little creepy.

After all, not everyone can smoke the poison gas released by Magellan like himself.

Thinking of this, Darren put on the bat helmet, stood up from the chair, raised his hand and patted Magellan on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

"Everyone has their own ambitions, so I won't force it."

"But Magellan, I want to give you a word."

Magellan's body shook, and his face was serious and expectant:

"Please speak!"

Darren smiled and said lightly:

"Although you haven't joined my army, you must believe that we will always fight side by side."

He took a step and walked straight past Magellan's figure towards the door. A solemn black cloak stretched out behind him and fluttered.

"-Because justice keeps us together."

After the voice fell, Magellan was struck by lightning.

His body seemed to be pierced by lightning, and he couldn't stop shaking.

Turning around in a daze, he felt that the back had become taller and more majestic than before.

It seemed like a light that could never be caught up in a lifetime.

It was not until Darren walked out of the office that Magellan suddenly came to his senses and shouted hurriedly:

"Darren, no, Mr. Wayne, wait for me!"

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Thank you for everything.