The pinnacle of the navy! It all started when Garp captured him Chapter 020

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Marine Headquarters Square, Marinford.

The afternoon sun shone on the snow-white square. Rows of neatly lined up naval soldiers stood solemnly, their cloaks fluttering gently in the breeze.

In the center of the platform, Roy was wearing a brand new white major general uniform. The golden star badge on his chest sparkled in the sun, making him look like a sword drawn from its sheath.

The big screen behind him was playing Roy’s heroic deeds in the G3 branch: in three years, he single-handedly annihilated more than 20 pirate groups with bounties over 100 million yuan, and dozens of images of the annihilation of pirate strongholds flashed one after another, causing exclamations from the audience.

Marshal Zhan Guo stood on the stage, his face solemn and his voice loud: “From today on, Roy is officially promoted to Rear Admiral!”

“Wow!!”

The whole audience was boiling!

“A 16-year-old major general?! Is this a historical record of the Navy?!”

“The last time someone this young was promoted was Lieutenant General Kuzan!”

“How strong is Major General Roy?!”

Countless soldiers widened their eyes, looking at the black-haired boy on the stage with shock and awe in their eyes.

In the crowd, Ace looked at Roy with burning eyes, his fists clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turning slightly white.

“So… Brother Roy is so strong…”

Hearing the marines’ exclamations of admiration for Roy, he felt an unprecedented fighting spirit in his heart: “One day, I will be like him, looked up to by everyone!”

Meanwhile, in the holy land of Marijoa, between powers.

The Five Elders sat around a round table, flipping through a report that had just been delivered.

“A 16-year-old rear admiral? An interesting prospect.” Peter Saint said lightly, his slender fingers gently turning the pages.

“The Teleportation Fruit…a rare superhuman type.” Nasujuro Sei nodded slightly, his expression still calm.

“Its mobility is indeed outstanding, but its threat is ultimately limited.” Saint Vochuli snorted disapprovingly and threw the report on the table.

“He’s just a rookie in the navy. There’s no need to pay too much attention to him.” Satan Saint put down his teacup and announced the conclusion in a cold voice.

“Second.”

The other four nodded slightly, reaching a consensus tacitly.

In their eyes, naval geniuses are not uncommon, but there are very few who can truly threaten the rule of the world government.

At least Roy now is not qualified.

After the promotion ceremony, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the naval dormitory area of ​​Marinford.

Roy pushed open the door and saw Ace in the yard, holding a wooden stick and practicing swinging it while panting.

“Training?” Roy raised his eyebrows.

Ace stopped suddenly, wiped the sweat off his face, and looked at him firmly: “I want to become stronger!”

Roy walked over and smiled: “Becoming stronger doesn’t happen overnight.”

Ace pouted and snorted stubbornly: “Don’t look down on me! I must catch up with you!”

Roy squatted down with a smile and looked at him straight in the eye: “Why are you so motivated all of a sudden?”

Ace clenched his stick and whispered, “Today… I saw everyone respecting and worshipping you.”

He raised his head, his eyes burning with blazing flames: “I want to be that kind of person too!”

Roy was stunned, then he chuckled: “Then work hard.”

As he spoke, he took out a brand new navy badge from his arms and handed it to Ace: “This is for you.”

Ace’s eyes widened as he took the badge and asked blankly, “What is this?”

Roy said calmly, “The emblem of the Navy Reserve.”

Ace’s breathing stagnated, and then he held the badge tightly with both hands, as if he was holding the future.

“I will definitely surpass you!”

Roy rubbed his head, his eyes gentle: “I’ll wait.”

In the night, the door closed gently, and Ace’s mouth corners rose quietly, and that smile was particularly dazzling in the moonlight.

At night, Roy stood alone at the window, gazing at the starry sky of Marinford.

The lights and starlight in the distance intertwined, as if countless unknown destinies were waiting for him.

At this moment, the child with dreams, Ace, is also working hard silently.

The trajectory of history has quietly deviated.

Marinford, Zefa training camp.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the training ground, and the air is filled with the smell of sea breeze and sweat.

Rows of naval recruits lined up neatly, staring intently at the front, afraid of being stared at by Zefa’s sharp eyes.

In a corner of this busy training ground, a little boy with black hair, freckles and sweat on his face was secretly imitating the movements of the recruits.

“997…998…999…1000!”

His small body was trembling slightly, and his arms seemed like butterfly wings that would fall apart at any time, but he still insisted on finishing the last set of push-ups.

“Hoo…Hoo…”

Ace collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his cheeks, but a stubborn smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“Heh, kid, you have good perseverance.”

A deep voice suddenly came from above my head.

Ace looked up suddenly and saw Zephyr with his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes behind his sunglasses showing a hint of scrutiny and majesty.

“Instructor Ze, Zefa!” Ace subconsciously stood up straight, his hands clenched into fists with nervousness.

Zefa snorted coldly, stared at him for a few seconds, and slowly said: “It’s been half a month, I’ve been secretly practicing with you every day, but I haven’t complained about the hardship.”

Ace gritted his teeth and raised his head, saying, “I won’t complain!”

Zefa raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stretched out a big hand, and pressed his shoulder suddenly, using a little force.

“Hiss—” Ace gasped in pain but didn’t make a sound.

Zefa’s eyes flashed with admiration, he withdrew his hand, turned around and strode away, leaving only one sentence: “From today on, follow the training openly.”

Ace’s eyes widened for a few seconds, then he smiled from the bottom of his heart: “Great!”

Over the next half month, the navy soldiers had already gotten used to the presence of a black-haired kid on the training ground.

“Hey, kid, you’re too slow! Faster!”

“yes!”

“Keep your center of gravity low! The enemy can kick you away with one kick!”

“clear!”

Although he is only six years old, Ace’s training intensity and fighting spirit are more fierce than many adult recruits.

Occasionally, when he was so tired that he was about to fall down, Zefa would always snort coldly: “Don’t get up if you fall down. No one forces you to do that.”

But Ace gritted his teeth and got up, persevering to the end again and again.

Roy occasionally helped the new recruits practice, and would watch it all silently with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

“Teacher, he works very hard.”

“Well, he’s still a little kid, but he’s a bit like me when I was younger.”

Zefa said, handing Ace a bottle of water.

Ace took the water and grinned like a little sun: “Thank you, Grandpa Zefa!”

Hearing Ace calling him grandpa, Zefa was stunned for a moment, then turned and walked away. Roy looked at his teacher’s back and smiled softly.

In the evening, at Roy’s residence.

The golden sunset poured into the room, illuminating a table with several mission briefings on it.

“What?!”

Ace suddenly jumped up from his chair, his eyes gleaming, “You’re going on a mission to eliminate pirates?!”

Roy put down the briefing in his hand and raised his head calmly: “Yeah.”

Ace clenched his fists, his eyes burning: “Take me there!”

Roy raised his eyebrows: “It’s too dangerous. You’re only six years old. If I take you out, aren’t you afraid that Mr. Karp will beat me to death after finding out?”

Ace shouted unwillingly: “I can keep up with Instructor Zefa’s training, and I won’t hold you back!”

“And you said it! Actual combat is the fastest way to grow!”

Roy laughed: “You have learned to stop me with my words.”

“But actual combat isn’t something a six-year-old kid like you should be thinking about!”

Ace put his hands on the table, his eyes stubborn: “Let me go! I want to become stronger and prove myself!”

Roy was silent for a moment, looking at the stubborn little guy in front of him. That spirit of not admitting defeat reminded him of himself in the past.

“Okay.” He nodded in agreement.

Ace’s eyes lit up instantly: “Really?!”

Roy warned, “But you must obey orders unconditionally. If the situation is dangerous, I will send you back as soon as possible.”

Ace immediately straightened his back: “Got it!”

Roy reached out and ruffled his hair, revealing a hint of a smile: “Then get ready and set off tomorrow.”

Ace’s eyes lit up and he nodded desperately: “Okay!”

As night falls, the sound of insects chirping can be heard in the yard.

Roy looked at the starry sky outside the window and thought to himself, “Since I have decided to train him, let him see the cruelty and hope of this world with his own eyes.”

“We need to protect his growth, but also allow him to have the right to choose the path he wants to take.”