Chapter 48: Condolences and Sympathy From the North Sea Admiral

At this moment, Gion and Kake suddenly felt that the world in front of them was so absurd, like falling into a dream.

Their lips opened and closed slightly, but they couldn't say a word.

This... no matter how you look at it, it's wrong! !

Obviously, he killed a Celestial Dragon. Even if he was careful enough not to be caught, he couldn't get promoted because of it...

Although they were just guessing, there was no substantial evidence to prove that Darren was the murderer of Shields Saint.

Darren, this guy, really played the game of power and politics to the extreme.

He clearly and keenly captured the "political needs" of the World Government and easily solved this problem that gave the Warring States generals a headache.

Thinking back, with Darren's scheming and scheming, it would be easy for them to disappear quietly in the North Sea! ?

The moment this thought came out, the two of them looked at Darren with a little more fear in their eyes.

"Then I would like to thank Admiral Sengoku for his support in advance."

Darren was able to see through the changing expressions of the two little troublemakers, Gion and Kaji, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand and saluted Sengoku straight.

"Well, very good, very energetic."

Sengoku smiled with satisfaction.

"Then I will leave first..."

He glanced at Kaji and Gion who were at a loss, thought for a while and added a sentence:

"I'll ask you to take care of these two little guys."

Darren smiled and agreed readily.

"No problem, Admiral Sengoku."

So Sengoku turned and boarded the warship.

Amid the fierce salutes and farewells of the North Sea Navy soldiers, the "Sengoku", the flagship of the Navy Headquarters Admiral Sengoku, slowly raised the sails.

The whistling sea breeze blew up the sails, bulging them, and the two words "justice" written in a dragon-flying and phoenix-flying style looked solemn and vigorous.

"Set sail!!"

A young marine shouted loudly on the warship's observation deck.

The rudder was raised, the anchor was turned, and the warship, as huge as a sea fortress, sailed out of the port in the cool sea breeze.

Zhan Guo finally saluted the North Sea Navy headed by Darren at the port, full of vigor and vitality.

He turned around immediately and saw the figure lying on the deck basking in the sun, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Huh?"

Zhan Guo quickly noticed that at the tail of the cabin, there were a lot of wooden boxes of different sizes.

"Borsalino, what is this?"

He shouted.

Borsalino heard the voice, stood up slowly from the recliner, and walked over while stretching.

"This..."

He stroked the stubble on his chin and smiled:

"...This is a farewell gift from Colonel Darren to you."

Zhan Guo was stunned, and suddenly a bad premonition surged in his heart, and his expression became stern.

Darren, that brat, could it be that he gave me money?

This is not easy to deal with.

He walked up quickly and opened all the wooden boxes of different sizes.

The moment he saw the contents of the boxes, Zhan Guo was slightly stunned.

Cigars, senbei, tea, donuts, liquor, fruit... a wide variety of goods filled one side of the cabin.

Zhan Guo looked at the pile of goods, and his originally stern eyes gradually softened.

The gifts were not expensive, they were all mid-level brands, and ordinary families could afford them.

Cigars were the brand that Marshal Kong liked to smoke;

Senbei was the kind that he liked to eat;

Jasmine tea was Xiao He's favorite;

Garp couldn't live without donuts for a day;

Wine was Zefa's favorite sherry;

Fruit was the most important supply for long-distance sailing besides fresh water and food, which could prevent sepsis...

Zhan Guo stood in front of the pile of small gifts, silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled and shook his head.

"You are so thoughtful, Darren, that bastard."

He said with some emotion.

But the next second he suddenly changed his face, jumped up and roared:

"——Borsalino, you bastard!! What are you doing!?"

Borsalino, who was reaching out for a bunch of bananas, paused, and his hand was suspended in the air.

"I want to eat fruit, General Zhan Guo."

Zhan Guo looked at Borsalino's "innocent" face, and his heart was full of anger.

"This is a gift from Darren to me!"

Borsalino was stunned, and then raised his hands helplessly to surrender.

"Okay..."

He turned around and muttered in a low voice:

"You are getting more and more stingy..."

The corners of Zhan Guo's mouth twitched wildly.

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Red Earth Continent.

Holy Land Mary Geoise.

World Government, small western-style building.

"My Lords, this is the secret investigation result submitted by Admiral Darren of the North Sea."

A CP0 in a pale silk robe knelt on one knee and respectfully presented a document.

The Five Elders looked at each other.

"You are really quick, Darren..."

"He is really talented."

"Damocles... your vision is as accurate as ever."

"..."

Saint Damocles listened to the recognition of his colleagues, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Darren, the navy kid, did not disappoint him.

In just one day, he found a solution that satisfied everyone.

"But Damocles... Why did the Shields Saint family in the Holy Land suddenly become quiet?"

Saint Solomon, who was wiping the purple-black strange samurai sword, suddenly asked.

The other five elders also looked at Saint Damocles after hearing this.

Although Darren's solution was quite ingenious, allowing them to find a reason to withstand the pressure from the Holy Land Elders Council, the Shields Saint family was not a pushover.

Among the Celestial Dragon families in the Holy Land, they were known for being "barbaric", "rude", "paranoid", "distorted" and "extremely greedy".

Saint Damocles smiled,

"Three hours ago, a merchant ship from the North Sea entered the inner sea of ​​the Red Earth Continent, and passed a series of inspections to enter the Land of the Gods."

"More than 1 billion Baileys of gold and silver treasures, as well as countless rare specialties from the North Sea, were unloaded from that merchant ship and sent to the residence of the Saint Shields family."

"The manager of the caravan handed a letter to Saint Shields' father. The content of the letter roughly meant that... Admiral Rogers Darren of the North Sea expressed his heavy condolences and deep grief for the loss of Saint Shields' family, and offered a small condolence to the great Tianlong people."

At this point, Saint Damocles' smile became sarcastic.

"It is said that ten minutes after receiving this "consolation money", the CP department received a patrol escort order from the world's nobles."

"Silder Saint, the father of Silver Saint, is now on the route to the New World's Joy Street."

Four Elder Stars: ...

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(Note: Joy Street: a famous illegal area in the New World, the largest red-light district and Kabuki Street in the One Piece world.)