The pinnacle of the navy! It all started when Garp captured him Chapter 012

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The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the stone road of the headquarters.

A day of training had just ended and Roy was about to go to the cafeteria to fill his stomach.

He had his hands in his trouser pockets, his black hair was slightly messy, but his eyes were bright and calm.

Suddenly, his eyes caught a tall figure – short blond hair, black feather coat, walking with a little tiredness, looking down attentively at the documents in his hands.

“Rosinante?”

Roy paused slightly, and information about this man flashed through his mind.

“He is the adopted son of Marshal Sengoku and will be an undercover agent in Doflamingo’s family in the future… but for now, he is still an active naval officer.”

He smiled slightly, and his figure flashed – “Swish!”

“Wow!!”

An unexpected figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Rossinanti staggered with fright, and the documents fell to the ground with a clatter.

He covered his chest with his hands, his eyes wide open: “You, you…!”

Roy leaned over to help him pick up the documents, then looked up and smiled at him: “Sorry, I scared you.”

Rocinante looked at the boy carefully and was slightly startled: “…Are you Roy, a subordinate of Mr. Zefa?”

Roy raised an eyebrow: “Do you know me?”

Rosinante scratched the back of his head and gave a shy smile, “Your name has been very well known in the headquarters recently. You suppressed a pirate rebellion by yourself at the age of 12 and saved so many people. You are simply a ‘Monster Rookie’.”

Roy handed him the document and said calmly: “It’s just luck.”

Rossinandi took the document, with a hint of curiosity and kindness in his eyes: “But, can you not show up so suddenly next time? My heart can’t stand this kind of scary level.”

Roy shrugged slightly, with a hint of smile on his face: “I’m used to it, I can’t change it.”

The two looked at each other for a moment and suddenly laughed at the same time.

“By the way, are you going to the cafeteria?” Rossinanti asked casually, holding the documents.

Roy nodded: “Yeah, I’m very hungry after training.”

Rosinante patted his belly and said, “What a coincidence! I haven’t had dinner yet either. Shall we join in?”

Roy didn’t refuse: “Okay.”

The two walked side by side towards the cafeteria. On the way, Rossinanti couldn’t help but glance sideways at the boy next to him – he was only 12 years old, but he was nearly two meters tall, and his breath was frighteningly steady.

“I heard that you usually train with Teacher Zefa?” There was a hint of admiration in Rossinanti’s words.

Roy nodded: “Yeah, sometimes Mr. Cap would grab me for special training.”

The corner of Rossinandi’s eye twitched, and he patted his chest with a wry smile: “Mr. Garp’s ‘Iron Fist of Love’? That is truly an unforgettable experience.”

Roy glanced at him and said, “It seems like this isn’t your first time experiencing this, right?”

Rosinante shook his head and sighed, “I was taken to see it a few times by Mr. Zhan Guo when I was a kid… that fist is scarier than a cannonball.”

The canteen was brightly lit, and soldiers gathered in groups of three or four to eat.

The two found a relatively quiet corner and sat down.

Rosinante picked up a piece of bread and asked vaguely, “By the way, I’ve always been curious about how you developed your teleportation fruit? Can you bring people with you?”

Roy picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. He chewed it for a few times and said calmly, “Okay, but the more people you bring, the more it will cost.”

Rosinante’s eyes lit up: “That will definitely come in handy during a rescue mission!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had asked too many questions. He scratched his head with a dry laugh and said, “Sorry, it’s an occupational disease. I ask too many questions.”

Roy put down his chopsticks, his eyes slightly sank, and asked casually: “What about you? Why do you want to be a navy?”

Rosinante’s smile froze slightly, a complicated light flashed in his eyes, and the bread in his hand stopped in mid-air.

“Well…it’s a long story.”

He didn’t continue, and Roy didn’t ask any further questions.

After a brief exchange, Rossinanti looked down at his watch, smiled bitterly, and stood up: “Oh no, I have to report to Marshal Zhan Guo, let’s talk again next time we have a chance!”

Roy nodded: “Well, be careful on the road.”

Watching Rosinante walk away quickly, Roy’s eyes gradually became profound.

“At this point in time…he should not have received the undercover mission yet.”

He sighed softly, then stood up and walked out of the cafeteria.

The night wind blows, bringing a hint of coolness.

Roy looked up at the lights of Zhan Guo’s office in the distance, shook his head, and walked towards the training ground.

On the small path in the training camp, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the leaves, and the breeze brought a hint of coolness.

Suddenly, there was a lazy conversation coming from the front——

“Ah, la la… Smoker, you’re smoking more and more.”

“Humph, it’s better than you sleeping all day.”

Roy was startled for a moment, then looked up – he saw Kuzan lazily leaning against a tree trunk, his hands in his trouser pockets, his sunglasses half hanging on his nose, looking like he hadn’t woken up yet.

Smoker stood in front of him, holding a cigar in his mouth, looking unhappy: “None of your business!”

Roy raised an eyebrow. He didn’t expect to meet the future Admiral Aokiji here.

He stepped forward quickly and saluted politely: “Mr. Kuzan, Smoker.”

They both turned their heads at the same time.

Smoker snorted, “You came just in time. This guy was just talking about you.”

Kuzan waved his hand lazily, with a hint of smile on his face: “Hey, Roy~ There are rumors about you all over the headquarters recently.”

Roy smiled slightly: “I didn’t expect you to come to the training camp.”

Kuzan yawned and said lazily, “I just finished a meeting and stopped by to see Teacher Zefa. I ran into this kid complaining to me about how badly you beat him up.”

Smoker’s face darkened: “Hey! That’s training!”

Kuzan ignored him and instead narrowed his eyes to look at Roy carefully.

A sharp look suddenly flashed in those lazy eyes: “Hmm?”

There was a hint of fighting spirit in Roy’s eyes, which was keenly caught by Kuzan.

Smoker was stunned and immediately frowned: “Hey, Roy, you are not…”

Roy did not evade the question and said directly: “Mr. Kuzan, can you spar with me?”

Smoker: “?!”

Kuzan was stunned for a moment, then he showed a meaningful smile: “Oh? Why?”

Roy said seriously: “I want to know where my current limit is.”

Smoker immediately dissuaded him: “Hey, are you crazy?! Kuzan is…”

Kuzan had already straightened up, his lazy eyes instantly became sharp: “Ah la la… Interesting.”

At this moment, a steady voice came from not far away: “Don’t worry, fight, I’ll be on the sidelines.”

The three of them turned around at the same time and saw that Zefa had been standing under a big tree, with his arms folded across his chest and a smile in his eyes.

Roy was slightly stunned: “Teacher Zefa?”

Zefa strode over and patted Roy on the shoulder, smiling expectantly: “I also want to see how far you can go if you attack with all your strength now.”

Kuzan scratched his head: “Ah la la…Since Mr. Zefa said so, I have to be serious.”

The corner of Smoker’s mouth twitched. “Hey, are you guys really going to do this for real? Kuzan is one of the strongest nature-types in the navy!”

Zefa glanced at him lightly, his eyes sharp: “Why? Are you worried that Roy will lose too badly?”

Smoker: “…”

Roy took a deep breath and clenched his fists slowly: “Winning or losing doesn’t matter, I just want to test my current limits.”

Kuzan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: “Then… come on.”