about you! I'm afraid you'll make a mistake and lead the hard-won North Sea Fleet to ruin under Bondi Waldo's 'world destruction' powers!""...and ultimately led to the warlords of the Warring States p..."Remember to bring the food on time, you can't starve my beloved wife."

Having stepped out of the hold, where the cages were kept, Syldis St. James commanded the CP1 members with an air of authority.

"Yes, Lord Sildeis." CP1 member bowed respectfully.

"By the way, there's one more thing..."

Sildes sighed, paused for a moment, and then turned back again.

The highest ranking naval officer in the North Sea, yes, that fellow named Darren...

Upon hearing this, cp1 was taken aback and remembered the gift the Northern Sea Fleet Admiral had sent him before. He bent down and said:

"Is the Admiral trying to promote him Darren, the highest-ranking officer of the North Sea Navy with the rank of Colonel in the Marine Headquarters, has reportedly been included in the Marine Headquarters' key development sequence and has been granted access to the Marin Vando Officer Training Camp..."

“This man is very capable, both in terms of his skills and vision. Under his governance, Behai has seen a clear improvement in both order and economy. He certainly has the potential to be promoted.”

"Promotion"

Sildas Saint suddenly laughed, as if he had heard some absurd joke.

He sneered.

"No, I mean find a way to get him out of the Navy first, then kill him."

The team leader was taken aback, momentarily unable to keep up with the Heavenly Dragon's train of thought.

"Has that fellow angered the adults"

Although the power of the Heavenly Dragons is immense, they can easily decide a person's life and death.

But Darren is not an ordinary person.

Those who obtain a spot at the Marineford Officer Training Camp are considered key development targets by the Navy Headquarters.

Even with the power of the World Government, it wouldn't be easy to interfere with a key training officer from the Marine Headquarters or a powerful officer who actually commands the entire North Sea Navy.

At the very least, there needs to be a somewhat plausible reason.

"Angry Not at all…"

Silders Saint-Jeger cackled.

cp1 knelt down on one knee,

"The specific reason is…"

Sildas Saint glanced at him, then suddenly stomped on the back of his head, leaving him with a bloody wound.

"I made a decision, do I need to give a reason"

"No, I don't need it!!"

Seeing the Heavenly Dragon Person enraged, CP1's leader trembled all over, his face pale. He didn't dare wipe the blood from his face.

Sildes, the Holy snorted coldly.

“If I absolutely had to give a reason…”

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze murderous.

His eyes looked at me strangely.

“I really hate the way he looks at me. Is that enough”

After he finished speaking, he walked into his own private cabin.

This is different from the slave quarters on a ship.

Serilda's independent cabin was very spacious, brightly lit and luxuriously furnished.

A soft carpet lay upon the dry floor, and oil lamps cast a warm glow.

Sildar Hallwinter glanced at the gift supposedly sent by the so-called Lord of the North.

One by one, large chests were piled up in the ship's hold, overflowing with gold and silver treasures that shimmered with a dazzling array of colors, almost bathing the entire cabin in a golden brilliance.

A satisfied smile appeared on the Tianlongren's face.

He took off his sable coat and tossed it on the ground.

Passing through the mountains of gold and silver, walking to the end of the cabin, and opening the door latch.

The secret door creaked open.

"Come out, my baby."

Sildes's lips twitched, his inner desire surging. A pair of narrow eyes gleamed with violent and excited crimson.

Soon, a woman knelt on the ground, slowly crawling out from behind the dark door.

The woman had a beautiful face, but her hands and feet were shackled with heavy irons.

Her expression was numb and bewildered, her pupils dull and lifeless. Saliva constantly dripped from her blood-red lips.

Like a docile puppy, the woman crawled on her hands and knees, as if she had lost her soul. She reached the foot of the Tianlongren and gently rubbed her face against the latter's lower leg.

Sildar's face twisted into a rictus of madness, his lips curling into a sickening grin.

He pressed the button on the phonograph at random, and soon a melodious saxophone melody flowed out softly.

The Heavenly Dragon Clan member picked up a long whip covered in thorns.

……

Outside the hold, on the deck of the official ship.

"Boss, are you alright"

Seeing the bloodstains on their leader's face, the cp1 members couldn't help but ask.

"It's alright, to be whipped by the esteemed Celestial Dragons is an honor for us."

The CP1 leader proudly smiled, wiping the blood from his face casually. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to each of his subordinates, then lit one for himself.

Whew...

The cp1 members leaned against the railing of the official ship, exhaling thick smoke from their mouths, looking contented.

They all love this feeling.

The finest smoke burned, its tendrils mingled with the damp scent of fresh snowfall, inhaled deeply into the lungs, settling in a serene and comforting way.

Standing on this magnificent and revered official vessel, overlooking the endless expanse of the sea in the distance, it's as if the entire world is laid out before you.

Upon reaching each island, those foolish and wretched commoners would kneel before their masters, gazing at them with fear and trepidation. This feeling gave them a fleeting illusion of noble birth.

Only those as excellent as they, who serve the "gods," deserve a life of enjoyment.

At this point, the hold gradually filled with the sound of melodious and opulent saxophone music. It was interspersed with the terrifying laughter of the Celestial Dragons, the cracking of whips, and the agonizing screams of women.

At the sound of this familiar music, all the members of cp1's eyes flashed with a hint of envy.

"Sir Sildar Hallin has started again..."

"I just wonder if he'll generously give us his toys after he's finished with them this time"

"Hee hee hee..."

"...

"

They seemed to have recalled something nostalgic, and smiles appeared on their faces that men would understand.

"You bunch of..."

The CP1 leader looked at his subordinates helplessly, shaking his head with a wry smile.

He was just about to say something, but then suddenly stopped.

Because he noticed that his subordinates were staring at his back with a look of astonishment.

A chill ran up my spine.

Cp1's leader turned around, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Ahead of the magnificent official vessel,

A man, standing on a metallic skateboard, is floating in mid-air. His large white cape billows behind him in the sea breeze.

In the midst of a snowy sky,

He was pointing a finger, radiating murderous intent yet smiling as he gave them a shushing gesture.

"Shh..."

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