Seven days have passed since the fall of the Klick Pirates.

A Navy warship flying the flag of a seagull wrench hoisted its sails and headed at full speed towards the main island of the former Click Territory.

Smoker stood on the bow of the ship and looked ahead, his gloomy face obscured by the thick smoke of his cigar, but it created a tense and heavy atmosphere even more oppressive.

Originally, after dealing with the corrupt navy of the 16th branch of the East China Sea, Smoker was ready to return home and return to Rogue Town to guard the sea frontier.

But before he could leave, he heard a shocking news through the Navy's intelligence system:

The Klick Pirates, the largest pirate group in the East China Sea, have fallen, and a knight named Galen has become the new ruler of the lawless land.

After hearing this, Smoker turned the bow of the ship without saying a word, and sailed straight for the sea where the former Klick territory was located.

"It's not there!"

Smoker didn't know how many times he turned his head and shouted.

The gloomy face and irritable tone made the accompanying navigator break out in a cold sweat every time he answered Smoker.

"Colonel Smoker, calm down."

Dusty stood in front of Smoker without fear, shielding his colleagues from the oppressive nameless fire of Smoker.

She whispered comfortingly:

"In the information we received, it didn't say that Galen's predecessor became a pirate!"

"Humph!"

Smoker spat out a large cloud of smoke from his mouth and nose very unfiguratively, and said angrily:

"Running into a pirate den is king, isn't this a pirate?"

"Wait a few more days, and maybe I'll be able to see his bounty order!"

"Impossible!"

Dusty, who is usually as gentle as a rabbit, is now confronting his boss in a slightly angry tone:

"A man who can use that kind of righteous and awe-inspiring kendo mystery will never degenerate into a pirate!"

Dusty paused, then spoke her short, powerful voice, "I believe him." ”

There was not a trace of doubt or hesitation in her eyes.

Smoker didn't speak, just smoked quietly.

After a moment, he said slowly in a cold tone:

"It's better to be as you think."

"Otherwise, I will definitely finish him off with my own hands."

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The warship sailed for a while, and the large deep-water harbor of the main island of the former Klick Territory finally came into view of the navy.

It's a little more lively than it used to be when Klick was there, with all kinds of fishing boats and cargo ships coming and going, almost filling the vast harbor.

Smoker's attention was all drawn to the ships:

The warships left behind by the Klick Pirates stood like mountains in the harbor, with a series of sail turrets, and none of them was as large as his admiral's ship.

"Such a sheer scale, such an abundance of firepower..."

Smoker's eyes were even more solemn:

"Galen, this guy has a lot of plans!"

Hearing the conspiracy theories spoken by his boss, Dusty once again stood up without flinching:

"Colonel Smoker, don't speculate about Galen's seniors!"

"There are no pirate flags on these ships!"

Smoker was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he noticed that there was no shadow of any black flag on those mighty large battleships;

They were flying a flag that Smoker had never seen before:

The pure white background color, the pattern in the center is a dazzling golden lightsaber falling from the sky.

Such a color scheme and pattern make that flag not have the horror of the pirate flag at all, but is full of justice and light.

This is the flag designed by Galen himself -

It's actually the skill icon of Galen's ultimate in the game.

Seeing such a flag, Smoker's mentality stabilized a little:

At least Galen hasn't blatantly flown any pirate flags.

But after many anti-corruption campaigns, Smoker no longer trusts semblance of justice as much as he once did;

Prepared for the worst, Smoker ordered all his sailors to prepare for battle before landing on the island.

He even ordered the warships to rush into the harbor and kill the wharf in a hurry.

And the reaction of the unidentified militants on the dock is also suspicious of Smoker:

From the moment they saw the flag of the Navy warship, many people took up their weapons in shock.

Come closer, and you can clearly hear what they are shouting:

"Oh no! There's a navy coming! ”

Hearing such obvious hostile words, Smoker's expression immediately became solemn.

Before the warship could stop steadily, Smoker was the first to turn into a cloud of smoke and fly in front of the panicked militants.

A young militant nervously clutched his musket and turned his gun at Smoker with trepidation.

This is already a blatant act of hostility, and the word "pirate" is almost written on his face.

Smoker's mood suddenly sank to the bottom, and the hand holding the weapon suddenly increased its strength, until his muscles exploded and his joints turned white.

But before Smoker could hit someone, a heavy slap was slapped on the back of the "pirate's" head.

The man who looked like a small cadre slapped his palm heavily, causing the "pirate" to stagger from side to side, and said angrily:

"Do you still think of yourself as a pirate?"

"You're now a legal employee of Lord Galen!"

"Lord Galen has emphasized many times that Navy soldiers are allies! There is a visit from the Navy, and it must be well entertained! ”

The little cadre handed over the young man's gun and scolded him bloody:

"You bastard! What do you want to do with a gun pointed at a friendly enemy? ”

"Apologize to me!"

Then, Smoker looked at the picture he had never imagined with a stunned expression:

The young man, whom he had thought he had taken for a pirate, ran up to him with a respectful face and bowed and apologized, only to nod his head before retreating back into the group.

"What's going on?"

Smoker asked, somewhat surprised.

The little cadre immediately replied very enthusiastically:

"Hello Naval Commander!"

"That guy used to be a minion of Klick, and those old pirates haven't been reformed yet."

"When I go back this time, I have to ask him to write a few political reports and ideological reviews!"

When dealing with the prisoners of the Creek Pirates, Galen specially opened a special channel for them to "prove their innocence"-

That is, let those pirates take the initiative to sign up for the "Great Sword Evil Detection Ceremony".

With the approval of the Sword of Justice, the pirates can regain their freedom.

And the consequences of a failed test ... Go without saying.

With Galen's previous performance of slashing dozens of villains with ultimate, there are not many pirates who dare to sign up for the test;

But there are also more than 300 pirate miscellaneous soldiers who can be said to be unstained out of the mud and less than 30% evil, and have signed up to pass the harsh review and become the legal employees of Galen's subsidiary.

Smoker roughly understood the young man's identity, but asked very puzzled:

"Political reporting, ideological review..."

"What is this?"

The little cadre smiled and explained in detail:

"Sir, you probably don't know:"

"Our leader, Lord Galen, has a strange ability to distinguish between good and evil!"

"Only good people with a low degree of evil can serve as cadres in the organization."

"Each level of position has a corresponding level of evil."

"This..."

Smoker was speechless in astonishment:

He knew that Galen had a swordsmanship that could distinguish between good and evil, but he didn't expect Galen to use this trick as a means of ideological assessment for the troops.

And the little cadre's answer is not over:

"As for the so-called political debriefing, ideological review..."

"That's all the magic weapon that we, Lord Galen, have taught us to reduce the level of our own evil!"

"What is useful to write about?"

Smoker asked, skeptical.

There are similar methods of brainwashing in the navy, but they are much more sketchy in comparison.

And in Smoker's experience, it seems that writing two reviews and copying military regulations is a clumsy way to do it... Doesn't work at all.

"Of course..."

The little cadre said seriously:

Lord Galen once said:

"It's better to do it than not to do it well, and if you say too much, you will believe it."

"We not only have political reports and ideological reviews, but also hold them regularly—"

He opened his mouth and uttered a series of new terms that made Smoker dizzy:

"Democratic Life Meeting, Criticism and Self-Criticism Society, Righteous Spirit Study Class..."