Pirate’s Increase Admiral

At noon, Zephyr's house.

Lucas was sitting at the table, his black nose and swollen face almost made Ain laugh.

Zephyr invited Lucas, Al Ain and Binz to his home for dinner today.

Lucas spent the whole morning being beaten up by Zephyr.

Zephyr came back with the meal, put the meal on the table, and happily looked at the two students gathered around him and Lucas.

His family was killed by a pirate when he was 43 years old.

Since then, his family has lost the laughter and only eats by himself.

Whenever he saw the empty chair in front of him, Zephyr couldn't help crying secretly.

He defeated countless pirates in his life, but never killed any enemy.

But his family was killed by the pirates, and Zephyr changed his attitude towards the pirates.

However, since he transferred to Instructor, after a long period of recovery, he occasionally invited some students he likes to eat together at home.

He felt a touch of warmth when he was lonely, and the students were his family.

Um......

It seems that he has never invited Sakazuki or Polusalino to eat at home...

"How about it, okay?" Zephyr smiled as he looked at Lucas.

"Nothing." Lucas shook his head.

Growing up under Sakazuki's education, and then going through Garp's iron fist training, this little injury is nothing.

"Hahaha!" Zephyr laughed. In fact, he still kept his hands. After all, he really wanted to fight with all his strength. Lucas had already been killed by him.

Zephyr did not expect that one day, he would eat with Sakazuki's adopted son, and appreciate each other very much.

"Is Sakazuki's injury healed?" Zephyr asked suddenly.

"It's almost over, the problem is not big." Lucas looked at Zephyr in surprise, and quickly replied.

He didn't expect that Zephyr, who was at odds with Sakazuki, would take the initiative to ask this question.

Sure enough, Zephyr was simply dissatisfied with Sakazuki and they valued the fruit ability too much and ignored the physical skills.

As one of Zephyr's best students, Zephyr still cares about his students.

We chatted with Zephyr for a while while eating. Lucas left Zephyr's house after dinner. Next, he was going to see his men.

It's been a long time to review their strength, Lucas needs to know how much they have improved.

A training ground.

Lucas’ subordinates trained here, and Monet played against Buggy and Akin.

A lot of snowflakes fell and landed on Buggy's body. The temperature kept dropping, Buggy's body was getting colder and colder, and a lot of snowflakes accumulated on his body.

Buggy felt hard and cold, as if he was about to lose consciousness.

Seeing Monet rushing towards him, he moved his feet with difficulty, and he was slow, but he did not escape Monet's attack in the end.

The sword in Monet's hand lay across Buggy's neck, and Buggy surrendered in fright.

Monet did not see much progress in kendo under the guidance of Lucas, but the fruits of development are indeed getting more and more powerful.

The snow is used to control the temperature drop. The degree of control and physical exertion determine how low her temperature can be.

The lower the temperature, the colder the organism's body and the slower its activity.

Buggy is hard to move, let alone escape with fruit ability.

In the distance, Ah Jin directly covered the armed color with his weapon, and struck Monet with difficulty.

It's just that the temperature is too low, and Akin's movements are getting slower and slower.

Monet turned into a ball of snowflakes and appeared behind Ah Jin, holding the sword across Ah Jin's neck.

"you lose."

"..."

At the end of the competition, Monet removed the snow and stopped cooling down.

Buggy and Akin wore thick cotton-padded jackets and sat in the sun, posing.

"Ok, so cold..."

"Okay, I really want to eat hot pot..."

Two poor fellows looked at each other, and they shouldn't have agreed to Monet's challenge.

Now they regret a batch.

Ah Jin is okay, his rank is not much different from Monet anyway, but Buggy is helpless.

He is now looked at by other Marines with a strange look. As a commander, even Monet can't beat him...

"Wrapped in a cotton jacket to bask in the sun on a hot day, it's very unique." Lucas' voice came, Buggy and Ah Jin slowly moved their bodies and looked at him.

Lucas teased the two of them, but he actually understood what the two went through.

"How is it, how are you training lately, do you want me to try your abilities myself?" Lucas finished speaking and looked at those Marines.

"Try me first! Try me first!" Monet ran over excitedly, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at him excitedly.

"..."

Lucas looked at Monet disgustingly. Although he could understand your enthusiasm, it always felt very serious when these words came out of Monet's mouth...

"Speak well!" Lucas knocked on Monet's head.

Be serious in front of your subordinates, bastard!

"Compare with me first, I can guarantee that I will be the longest under your hand!" Monet said proudly.

"..."

Lucas has no choice but to help his forehead, my God, give him a serious female subordinate...

Every word of this female hooligan was originally very serious, but it always felt very serious when it came out of her mouth.

"Let's start." After Lucas said, Monet instantly turned into a ball of snowflakes and flew into the air.

Lucas stepped on the Moonwalk and ran after him directly.

Monet manipulated the snowflakes, turning them into pieces of snow flakes overflowing with extremely cold temperatures, and under her control, they rushed towards Lucas.

A large number of snowflakes spread over the sky, sweeping towards Lucas like a snowstorm.

Lucas slashed out directly with a slash, and the slash wave slashed towards the heavy snow.

Under Monet's control, a large number of snowflakes piled up together, and the overwhelming pressure was like a snow-capped mountain toward Lucas.

Lucas's chopping wave directly penetrated Monet's snow, cutting the sky full of snow in half, and Lucas quickly rushed towards Monet on the Moonwalk.

With a slash, Monet instantly turned into a snowflake and flew away quickly, avoiding Lucas's knife.

"Yes, there is progress." Lucas nodded. Although Monet was not as good as Kuzan in temperature control, he was already strong enough to do this.

The most important thing is that Lucas obviously felt the temperature in the air dropped sharply. He stepped on the Moonwalk slower and slower, so he had to turn on the speed increase.

Monet looked at Lucas from a distance, then stabbed with a sword.

Lucas flew Monet's sword with a stab, and then ran the knife across Monet's neck.

"You shouldn't make such a low-level mistake." Lucas looked at Monet dissatisfied, and the two fell to the ground.

"When the strength is insufficient, just keep the snow state and hide away, and use the snow's ability to consume the enemy. You don't have to rush forward."

"clear!"

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