Chapter 141 Expecting Miracles

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The curiosity in Ain's chest was so restless. Standing on the roof of the tallest building in the village, he had a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery, including the two people sitting in the shade of the coconut trees on the beach, and three tall coconut trees. The tree casts a shade with its few but wide enough leaves.

Two beach chairs were placed here, and a small and exquisite square table was placed in the middle of the chairs, with fruits and drinks on it, but no wine.

Since Zefa suffered from a serious illness, he has not drank alcohol for many years. Besides, Zefa was not an alcoholic in the first place. No one among the top brass of the Navy would indulge in alcohol. Strict military regulations make drunkards They lack promotion channels in this huge organization, or they simply cannot stay in such a violent organization for long.

The navy and pirates are both violent organizations, but they are different after all.

"What deal did you make with the beasts last time?" Zefa was holding freshly squeezed orange juice without ice. Although his illness was gone, he had developed eating habits through deliberate cultivation in the past few years. , I don’t eat any spicy food, I don’t drink drinks with ice, and I even gave up tobacco.

The Navy prohibits alcohol, but not tobacco.

As long as they are not in places where open flames are prohibited, such as ammunition depots, and are not on duty, tobacco is the only enjoyment for sailors on the ship. The annual tobacco consumption of the Navy is definitely the first in the world. Those countries that grow tobacco only rely on With orders from the navy, he became extremely rich.

"I just made a deal, more specifically a business. I sold some things to the beasts." Elus found a comfortable position, with his left leg resting on his right leg and his hands behind his head. , staring at the emerald green linear-lanceolate coconut leaves above his head, he answered Zefa's question casually.

"...How dare you say that! Little brat."

After personally solving Weibull and destroying the reputation of not killing, Zefa's temperament has changed slightly. His behavior is more relaxed than before, not so tense, and his speech is better than before... ···random.

at least,

Zefa had never called Elus so disrespectfully before.

"Since you dare to ask, what is there that I dare not say? Besides, this is not a big deal. There are many countries colluding with pirates, as long as there is no mountain of ironclad evidence... So what? Mr. Zefa, are you still planning to arrest me here? Let’s make it clear first, I won’t just let you go!”

"You bastard, do you think I dare not?"

"hehe!"

"Speak nicely. If you keep smiling so sinisterly, believe it or not, I will actually do something to you?"

"Okay! Okay! I didn't smile very politely, but you can't blame me! Just don't forget that in addition to being the prince of the Kingdom of Exmundo, I also have the title of King Shichibukai! There is no world government With the permission of those officials, you can't do anything."

Strictly speaking, the system of the King's Shichibukai is directly under the jurisdiction of the World Government. The Navy Headquarters can, to a certain extent, mobilize members of the King's Shichibukai to help with some private work, but without the permission of the Five Old Stars, Under such circumstances, one cannot arbitrarily deprive a member of his or her identity.

No matter how powerful the navy is, it cannot be greater than the World Government.

The establishment of the King's Shichibukai was originally an achievement of the World Government. The navy fought many times to no avail, and finally had to hold its nose and admit this reality. The stubborn opposition is still protesting to this day, but Marshal Sengoku realized that he would continue to fight with the world. The government's resistance will not change anything. Instead of doing these useless efforts, it is better to make the best use of Oishi Shichibukai.

"Mr. Zefa, if you don't just retain the rank of general, but become a general with real power, it may not be a big problem to do something under the pressure from above. The problem is that you... are now just enjoying the benefits of the rank of general. They are semi-retired and outdated old men. In the eyes of Marshal Sengoku, the pirate guerrillas may be a springboard and a bridgehead for the navy to return to the new world. Unfortunately, the adults of the World Government have reserved their opinions on this."

Eleus took his right hand out from under his head, reached out to the table and took out a glass of Coke with ice cubes. After enjoying the carbonated pleasure, he continued:

"The World Government doesn't care about supernumerary troops like the Pirate Guerrillas at all. If it weren't for your name, Mr. Zefa, perhaps the big shots above wouldn't even know the existence of such a unit. In short, you have passed by now. You're angry, the Navy Headquarters is no longer your era, and the World Government will not allow you to impulsively destroy the order of the King's Shichibukai."

"It sounds like you have many people in the Navy and the World Government! Those ideas of Sengoku are only circulating among the upper echelons of the Navy."

"Isn't this natural? Are there very few countries that do this kind of thing?"

"It's not as much as you think. Planting spies into the World Government and Navy will consume resources that a small country cannot afford. Besides, don't treat the Navy's inspection department as a fool." Zefa didn't because of Elwu. Angry at Si's rude remarks, he just turned his head and stared at Elus on his left,

"One more thing, if they don't have ulterior motives, who would plant spies into the World Government and Navy?"

This sentence is tantamount to clarifying the question.

"Are you harboring evil intentions?"

Elus tilted his head and met Zefa's sharp-sword gaze, "It's not impossible to say that, but knowing too much... is not conducive to longevity."

"Do I still have a choice? From the first time we met, I was invited by your boy to form a pirate guerrilla team to hunt pirates in the new world... I have done so many things, even if I want to turn my back and deny it. I’m afraid it’s impossible, right? Such a remote sea area is also a good place to destroy corpses and eliminate traces, isn’t it?”

The corners of Zefa's lips curved upward, and his smile was full of sarcasm.

"It's too exaggerated to destroy the body and eliminate all traces. For the sake of everyone's friendship, I will try my best to keep a complete body for you."

"Thank you very much!"

Zefa rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "That's it for now, let me explain, Prince Elus, do you... have any hidden plots? Don’t tell me that they are like cadres of the revolutionary army? Aiming to overthrow the world’s rule?”

"······"

Eleus was silent for a few seconds without saying a word.

"Are you...really from the Revolutionary Army?" Zefa's eyebrows stood up.

"Mr. Zefa, do you have any prejudice against the Revolutionary Army?" Elus did not deny it, nor did he admit it.

"Prejudice? I don't hate the ideas of the Revolutionary Army. It's not just the Revolutionary Army who want to spit out the Celestial Dragons' garbage... It's just that that boy Long underestimates the World Government. Holy Land... ····The Celestial Dragons cannot be killed by just opening their mouths. If it is so easy to kill the Celestial Dragons, do you think there have been very few organizations like the Revolutionary Army in the past 800 years?"

"Each affiliated country has erased that history under the oppression of the World Government. Even libraries and other places in non-joined countries are always attacked and destroyed by unknown people. But if you look at the ones sealed by the Navy Headquarters, Secret... Organizations and forces that resisted the rule of the Celestial Dragons emerged one after another, but they all failed, not to the navy, but to the Holy Land."

Zefa sighed leisurely.

His eyes moved to the distant sky.

"Resistance after time has failed to destroy the World Government and overthrow the scum of the Celestial Dragons. In the end, ordinary people have suffered most of the damage. Boy, if you want to drag me to join the revolutionary army to resist the rule of the World Government, I won't I will agree..."

"I'm not from the revolutionary army."

Elus stopped Zefa's next words.

But the next words made Zefa frown again.

"The Revolutionary Army is just my business partner."

"Business partner?" Zefa raised his eyebrows.

"And your previous guess was only half correct. Although I am not a member of the Revolutionary Army, my ambitions do overlap with the Revolutionary Army. The World Government's... eight hundred years of history is long enough. Now, I think it’s time for someone to take charge.” Elus said with a smile.

Zefa straightened his back suddenly and sat up.

He was holding orange juice, his pupils under his sunglasses full of astonishment.

"...Do you want to replace the Holy Land? Push the Celestial Dragons off the throne of the world and sit on it yourself?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

Eleus asked rhetorically.

"According to the revised history of the World Government, eight hundred years ago, twenty wise kings established the World Government and saved the world from endless suffering. They established the Holy Land Marijoa on the Red Earth Continent, and their The descendants are world nobles... blah blah blah a bunch of bullshit."

"However, doesn't even the history compiled by the World Government acknowledge that twenty kings established the World Government? If the predecessors could do it, why can't future generations do the same? Isn't the world in dire straits now?"

"Little... No, Prince Elus, are you serious?"

"I'm not good at joking."

"... So, what I said before was not clear enough? There is a reason why the World Government has been able to rule the world for eight hundred years. Even I don't like the bureaucrats of the World Government, and I don't like those of Marie Joa. The Celestial Dragons are rubbish, but the Celestial Dragons have the confidence to claim to be "descendants of the Creator". This is not a fact that anyone can distort whether they like it or not. The fight against the World Government will bring nothing but more blood... ····”

"You should have some dreams in life, right?"

Eleus interrupted Zefa's lengthy advice.

"The World Government has the ability to rule the world. Needless to say, I understand this. If the World Government can be overthrown so easily, I think... the people we should overthrow by today are not the Celestial Dragons." Well, the person sitting on the throne of the world may be some kind of Tianhu or Tiangu... In fact, there is no other ruler in the world, and the chaotic Warring States Period is not a strange possibility."

"But what if the World Government has a mysterious power? Under the premise of understanding all this, I still persist in my ambition to overthrow the World Government's rule."

The sound was carried away by the gentle sea breeze.

Silence fell under the shade of the coconut trees.

After a while, the sound of ice cubes melting and hitting the glass was heard, breaking the somewhat uncomfortable silence. Well, the person involved didn't feel anything, but Ain, who was watching the exchange from a distance, was nervous. No.

The silent and stiff atmosphere could not hide from her keen perception even from hundreds of meters away.

Her domineering power was turned on.

In an instant,

Like a dragon returning to the sea, Ain, who has awakened the domineering power of seeing and hearing, can 'see' the distant scenery more clearly, and detect the so-called changes in the atmosphere that were difficult to detect before.

"It seems that you are not the only one who has solved the knot in your heart, Mr. Zefa." Elus joked.

Naturally, Ain's changes could not be hidden from the two people sitting on the beach chairs.

"It's a pity that her talent limited her achievements."

Zefa shook his head regretfully.

Diligence can make up for one's shortcomings under certain conditions. It is indeed a good saying to encourage people to be positive. However, many things can be changed without hard work. For example, talent is an intangible thing. It is an abstract concept, but this does not prevent people from thinking about it. Cognition of talent.

In short, Ain's talent is not bad, and she can be said to be excellent, but the problem is that just being excellent is not enough for her to achieve the same achievements as Zefa. Admiral... is not a height that can be reached through hard work. .

"It's still early! Isn't it? Where will Miss Ain's future go... Time will give us the answer. Maybe a miracle will happen one day. The World Government has a trump card, but I am not prepared at all. None, we have to believe in miracles.”

Elvus jumped straight out of his chair.

He raised his head and drank the few carbonated drinks in the glass in one breath, and placed the glass with only ice cubes on the square table. "Such...a big event in life!" At this point, he paused for two seconds. Zhong continued: "I understand that not everyone can judge their future in an instant. I have enough time and patience to wait for an answer. Just give me an answer before we set sail and leave this island."

"As for now, you...you can relax and think slowly."

After saying that,

Without telling Zefa about his plan, he left the beach directly with the 'Sound Turn'. His figure flickered on the beach for a few times like a ghost, and then completely disappeared from Zefa's sight.

"Think slowly? What a jerk."

Zefa cursed and took a sip of orange juice, using the sweetness to dilute the indignation and helplessness in his heart.

There was no way not to be angry. Eleus seemed to have given him time to think, but the problem was that he was not given a choice. Either join Eleus' camp alive, or die in the sea, leaving him alone. Corpse is no joke.

As for verbally agreeing and actually contacting the World Government... this kind of idiotic behavior is something Zefa cannot do.

What's more, he is not alone. The students he regards as his children are also here. These are the hostages that Eleus can deal with at any time.

and,

He did not forget the 'miracle' that Elus had said several times. His disease, which was said to be incurable by the famous doctors from the Holy Land, was easily cured in the hands of Elus... This Should this be the so-called miracle?