In the large conference room of the Navy Headquarters, the Marshal of the Warring States was the first, with his hands and ten fingers crossed in front of his nose, and his eyebrows were lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And under him, the generals and lieutenant generals gathered together and were enthusiastically discussing the big events that were close at hand.

In a few words, it is very likely that a military plan will be drawn up, and a trap will be formed against the pirates. It's also quite possible that reading between the lines is full of traps laid by one of one's political enemies. For example, inadvertently recommending a lieutenant general who competes with him to a certain Whitebeard Pirates' most likely attack route?

Anything is possible, this is the operational meeting of the headquarters of the Navy.

Listening to a group of generals of all sizes arguing and bargaining there, Sengoku's face became colder and colder. The gloomy aura that has almost condensed into substance, with him as the center, is constantly spreading outward.

Is this what the upper echelons of the Navy are like?

The Warring States sighed secretly, compared with the enthusiasm of their time, these so-called high-level officials now seem to be more like those black-hearted politicians in the world government, rather than soldiers fighting on the front line of justice. A good battle meeting, but the so-called generals who were made by these people like a vegetable market, fighting each other for a little bit of profit and power, are the housewives who chatter endlessly for a handful of leeks.

Rubbing his head in annoyance, Sengoku only felt that his brain hurt, as if it was about to crack. Obviously he has become a marshal, and he should have enjoyed the benefits of power, but now it has brought him more distress and irritation.

God knows......

When I first became a marshal, it wasn't for power and lust!

Everything I do, everything is for justice!

Secretly slandered a few words in his heart, and Sengoku shook his head wordlessly. Perhaps, it's time to step back from this position. Wait until this is over...... There should be no shortage of people who want to ascend the throne, right?

Sengoku thought, and then his eyes wandered among the generals.

At this time, almost all of the people gathered here were vice admirals, except for some particularly promising rear admirals. Among these vice admirals, except for a small number of those who were in the headquarters of the navy, more of them were commanders stationed in various places. And at this time, the most powerful combat power in the navy, the three admirals only came to a red dog......

The pheasant has always cared about the affairs of power, and it is very likely that he will run away and sleep at this time. However, in comparison, he is also the most reassuring person in Sengoku. As long as the navy is in need, pheasants are bound to appear.

In addition, the yellow ape, who had suffered a lot of injuries in the battle with Crockdahl in the Chambord Islands, was still recuperating in the hospital under the pretext of recuperating from his injuries. But if this reason deceived outsiders, how could he escape the eyes of the Warring States? That obscene fellow, if it weren't for those pink little nurses who didn't leave, the Warring States would absolutely consciously throw the title of "wise general" into the dung pit!

Well, the one who inherited his own marshal's position......

Warring States' gaze was fixed on Akainu's face, and the other party's cold and rigid square face almost wrote Yan Yulu in four big characters. He may not have disdained to argue with others, or he may have been quiet in his usual words, or he may have pretended to be reserved, in short, he just closed his eyes and listened quietly.

To be honest, Sengoku doesn't hate it, but he doesn't like this person either.

However, he can't see it, not because the other party's character is wrong, on the contrary, in terms of personal quality, Akainu is the most standard navy in the absolute sense.

He always flaunts justice, leads by example and implements the concept of justice, and his unsmiling face makes people awe-inspiring, and also accumulates a lot of popularity in the navy. Compared with the lazy and childish, obscene yellow ape, the red dog who always behaves like a perfect soldier is obviously more popular.

However, in the eyes of the Warring States, under the stereotypical face of the red dog, it is too deep. What the Warring States could not accept was precisely the concept of absolute justice that was either white and black of Akainu.

Even though Akainu is a very qualified navy and is jealous and hateful, his understanding of the word justice is the point that Sengoku is most worried about.

Because in Akainu's view, no matter what he does or what method he uses, it is for the sake of justice, then he can do whatever it takes, regardless of everything, and can even be cruel and ruthless to civilians. And this is precisely what the Warring States absolutely cannot agree with. This is an ideological issue, and there is no way to change it.

On the contrary, the most preferred successor of the Warring States is actually the green pheasant.

The pheasant is strong, righteous and responsible. When strictly abiding by the principles, he knows how to be flexible, and it is rare to have a pure heart and benevolence that have not faded. In the eyes of the Warring States, such a person was the best candidate to become a marshal.

However, it is a pity that in addition to his lazy personality that makes him have no prestige as a general in the hearts of some of the navy, after the battle with Crockdahl, he seems to have something on his mind, always likes to be alone in a daze at the sea, and rarely appears in public.

And this also made his voice much lower.

I observed the rest of the lieutenant generals again, either their character and strength were not good, or their qualifications were too poor. Sengoku had to admit that the final candidate would fall between Akainu and Aoichi.

sighed slightly in his heart, Sengoku was really a little difficult to choose. He is more optimistic about Qingzhi, but now Akainu has a little more advantage. Moreover, the commander-in-chief of the Navy and the people of the World Government seem to like the Akainu more and more childish, which also makes Sengoku quite distressed.

But now is not the time to think about all this mess......

"It's time to put an end to this pointless conversation, because Pelton is in disarray, and it's imperative that the flame be extinguished quickly, not by chattering about it. ”

Warring States, who had been pondering for a long time, suddenly raised his head, and the gaze that swept over everyone instantly became cold, and the people who were watching him couldn't help but feel a burst of heat on their faces.

The tiger is old and heroic, and the Warring States are still the naval marshal who is both wise and brave.

"But...... Can anyone tell me first, where did that guy Karp go?" and looking around, Sengoku suddenly felt why there was always a sense of incongruity just now. There was no Karp snoring during the meeting, and it was really uncomfortable.

"The Navy Headquarters now has the Admiral and the people of the Seven Martial Seas, so I don't have any problem if I don't need it. Feel free if you want to talk nonsense, and I'm going to do something right. No matter who is let go, that person must not be let go......" Akainu raised his head and met Sengoku's eyes, and the corners of his mouth rarely overflowed with a slight smile, "These are Karp's exact words. ”

"Hahahaha...... Karp? That's really his style......" Sengoku laughed, and his laughter was particularly hearty and hearty. This is Karp, this is the hero of the Navy!

And Zefa, old friend......

If not...... Maybe you and Karp are the best people for the marshal's position, right?