The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

Hiyori struggled to kill a pirate while wielding Enma, and she herself became somewhat out of breath from the exertion.

She has only just begun her cultivation and is far inferior to other monsters who have been cultivating for a long time.

"Haha, no way, you're amazing too!"

Yamato laughed heartily, swung her sword and killed the pirate who tried to ambush Hiyori, then stood beside her.

Seeing Yamato's sweeping swordplay from a distance, Zephyr frowned and mentally gave him a bad review.

Even though he wasn't a swordsman, it was clear that Yamato didn't look like one at all. His wide, sweeping attacks were like someone wielding a spiked club.

However, Yamato's power still surprised him.

It's such a pity that such a promising talent was misled by Luther to practice swordsmanship...

"Hey, isn't this Professor Zephyr?"

A sly voice suddenly rang in Zephyr's ears, and then Kizaru appeared in a flash beside him.

"Hmph, what are you doing here?"

Zephyr gave Kizaru a disapproving look.

Of all the students he taught, Kizaru was the one he got along with the worst.

"Zeff-sensei, you're making me sad, you know. I'm doing this to protect your safety!" Kizaru chuckled.

"You want to taste my iron fist? Do I need you to protect me? Rayleigh, the Dark Lord, is nothing to me. I'm afraid he won't dare to show his face." Zephyr sneered.

He had naturally heard about Rayleigh's appearance in Sabaody Archipelago.

But Rayleigh was not someone he was particularly concerned about.

He is currently in his prime, and with Luther taking such good care of him, the only reason his strength has been somewhat weakened is that he has fewer opportunities to fight top-tier opponents.

In terms of physical attributes and dual domineering aura, he is even stronger than at his previous peak.

"Oh, if Professor Zephyr is so confident, then I'm relieved."

Kizaru chuckled twice, but didn't go off to slack off.

Eradicating the pirates of the Sabaody Archipelago is a significant achievement, equivalent to his annual KPI.

Zepha and Luther don't need these things, so isn't this just a good deal for him?

As long as he stands here and someone has photographed him, who would dare say that the credit for this operation wasn't his?

Thinking about the newspaper headlines in a couple of days, Kizaru's smile deepened.

Upon seeing his demeanor, Zefa discreetly distanced himself a little.

He knew all too well what kind of people his students were.

If Luther hadn't said something, he would have punched Kizaru away long ago.

With two generals in command and two master swordsmen proficient in Armament Haki leading the team, the mission to clear out 20 islands was completed extremely quickly.

Ashura Doji and Nekomamushi were two killing gods, while Yamato and the others did not perform particularly well in comparison.

However, Zefa felt it was only natural; given their age, it was normal for them to be inferior to the graduating students of the elite training camp.

In no time at all, the flags of the World Government, the Navy, and the Donquixote Family were planted on the 20 islands.

Seeing these three flags displayed throughout the streets and alleys filled the people of these 20 islands with a sense of security.

At least, they will only face difficulties from the World Government in the future, instead of any pirates.

"The hopes of ordinary people are so simple, yet sometimes we are unable to meet them."

Watching the marines below receive a warm welcome from the crowds lining the streets, Zephyr sighed with emotion.

“Professor Zephyr, you’re getting old.”

Kizaru sat leisurely on the rooftop, legs crossed, and said unhurriedly:

"Tens of thousands of people may die in the Sabaody Archipelago because of the Navy's neglect, but millions of people will survive in the four seas and the first half of the Grand Line as a result."

"Borsalino, human lives are not just numbers!" Zeff interrupted Kizaru.

"If we don't measure justice by numbers and only see the immediate measure of justice, then what can we ultimately save, Professor Zephyr?"

Kizaru said something meaningful, looking at the people below with an inscrutable expression in his eyes.

Zephyr snorted in response to Kizaru's words, showing no intention of refuting them.

His ideas differed from those of Kizaru and Sengoku; if he could have achieved that level, he wouldn't have had to step down from his position as an admiral.

He couldn't possibly see the tragedy and ignore it for the sake of the bigger picture.

This is his sense of justice, and it's why he joined the Navy!

Kizaru glanced at Zephyr secretly, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

There was one thing he really didn't understand.

What exactly did Luther promise Zephyr that would allow him to sway this stubborn old man to their side?

Despite the fact that Sakazuki, Zephyr, and he all had completely different needs, Luther was able to satisfy them all.

Thinking about it this way, Luther was the truly remarkable person...

"Teacher Zephyr!"

When the elite training team arrived, Maria came to Zephyr's side and addressed him respectfully.

Actually, he would rather wield the sword for Luther than train with Zephyr.

However, she also knew that her strength was too weak and that she was not worthy to stay by Luther's side for the time being, so she was even more eager to become stronger and did not want to miss any opportunity.

Seeing Maria's eager look, Zephyr's eyes showed a hint of satisfaction. This kind of inquisitive martial arts student should be his student!

“Maria, you did very well. If there’s any problem, it’s that you haven’t been training in the Six Styles of the Navy for long enough to use it proficiently. Also, the teacher who taught you the Six Styles of the Navy before clearly wasn’t very good at it; the teaching was too rigid and basic. I will personally teach you when we get back.”

When Zefa was teaching, he didn't forget to mention his few rebellious disciples.

The moment he saw Maria unleash the Six Powers of the Navy, he knew it was the work of Kizaru, Gion, and Luther.

These three people clearly have extremely strong talent and can master all the essence of the Six Styles, but they just don't take it seriously. Their performance is as rigid as a textbook, completely lacking flexibility and agility.

"Understood, Professor Zephyr! I will work hard!" Maria's eyes lit up, and she quickly agreed.

The sooner she becomes stronger, the sooner she can go back and help Luther wield the sword.

"Not bad!"

Zephyr nodded in satisfaction, glancing smugly at Kizaru beside him.

Look, this is his future star student.

Just wait, he will train Maria and defeat these traitors one by one.

Kizaru, sensing Zephyr's gaze, revealed a lewd smile and muttered to himself.

Master Zephyr, you probably never imagined that the purpose of training your prized student in physical combat was to give Luther more things, to let him wield more swords...

Chapter 141: Training in Progress

Holy Land.

"Thank you for your hard work. Once the Sabaody Archipelago is built up, we'll need your help again, Professor Zephyr."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Luther hung up the phone with Zefa.

The Sabaody Archipelago situation is basically settled; we're just waiting for him to send people to move in.

Fortunately, CP3's team has been greatly strengthened by Olvia recently, with many Skypiea players and people from other places joining, so he is not completely short of manpower.

According to the plan he and Olvia discussed, Gaya Island was almost completed, and the best workers among them could continue to serve in the Sabaody Archipelago.

As for the rest, they will become the first residents of Happy Valley.

"Where did I not clean it properly? You're just nitpicking!"

hum!

A faint aura of domineering color permeated the room, causing Luther to slightly raise his head.

When he saw Hancock erupt under the oppression of Gion, throwing down her rag as if she was giving up, a knowing look appeared in his eyes.

It must have been quite a feat for Hancock to take so long to react after being at Gion's beck and call.

However, the result was good; she successfully awakened Conqueror's Haki.

Seemingly sensing Luther's gaze, Hancock immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, her Conqueror's Haki vanishing instantly, making her look like a bullied little girl.

"what happened?"

Luther's gentle voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, Gion smiled in a very cooperative manner:

"According to His Highness's rules, everything in the room must be wiped three times a day, but she only wiped it twice today and thought that was enough."

"I clearly wiped it clean!" Hancock said, somewhat indignantly.

“These are the rules, not a matter of cleanliness,” Gion replied with a smile.

"Hmph, you're deliberately making things difficult for me," Hancock said, pursing her lips.

"All right."

Luther and Gion exchanged a glance, interrupting their argument.

According to his and Gion's plan, Hancock had already done enough chores.

After that, it was time to let her do some other things.

"Owner!"

Hancock pouted, looking at Luther with a wronged expression.

These days she has adapted to the change in identity, and even uses the advantages of her gender to do some things that are not outrageous.

Of course, this is also related to Luther's kindness towards her two sisters.

Apart from the chores she had to do, her two sisters didn't have to do anything at all; they could do anything as long as they didn't leave Don Quixote's palace.