Chris was not entangled in domineeringness, and there were all devil fruits, so it was not surprising that he was domineering and so on.

"At this critical moment, is it appropriate to go to my house?"

"What are you talking about?"

Chris frowned: "For the Pirate Clow, it takes two days to go to Goya Capital from here. Will the four-day trip be delayed?"

"It's okay, Monca can't beat Crow anyway, so there's no delay."

"All right."

So, the matter of Chris returning to the family was settled.

Klein said: "Get me a bottle of good wine, it's useful, just medium."

"Well, I'll contact Drake."

"No, we drive the warships over, the speed is much faster than that of merchant ships, and it is more oppressive. God blocks the gods and Buddha blocks the Buddhas. If they annoy, they will razed Goa to the ground." Klein said with a smile.

Chris rolled his eyes, full of charm, knowing that he was bragging.

However, she felt a sense of security inside.

The feeling that she never had when she was in the family was even more impossible after she came out alone, but today she felt this feeling deep in her heart;

She wants to rely on this feeling,

Want to depend on it.

Klein followed behind and smiled. Of course, he didn't dare to fire in the capital of Goya Kingdom now, because it wasn't cerebral palsy.

After taking a bottle of wine from Chris, Klein went straight to Cassimo's many houses.

This point of view means that I have been sleeping with my wife in my arms, but Klein knows that Quasimodo has been very busy recently, busy reporting information to Marinfando and applying for assistance.

After Klein took off the mouse, he still had some bonuses to be paid. He is still applying, and the speed is a bit slow. The documents piled up into mountains of documents record the outrageous evidence of the mouse, which is very troublesome to deal with.

Because Marinfando needs to sentence rats, evidence of the crime is necessary.

These days, Klein has been seeing Cassimodo yawning with dark circles. He asked and found out that he would not go to bed at three in the morning;

Good guy,

Cultivate immortality.

Dongdongdongdongdong-!

He knocked on the door gently, and footsteps soon came. Cassimoto was stunned for a moment: "What time do you think it's now?"

"Didn't you sleep? I brought a bottle of good wine and how many drinks?"

"No, I'm working now..."

"When can't be done when you can't do it? After drinking it, I came here specially."

"It's really not possible!"

"This wine is not usually eaten..."

"...Well... OK, then I can't drink more than one drink. I promised to have one drink, come in quickly."

So, after entering the living room, the two of them started drinking on the table.

After hearing the movement, Colonel Quesimodo's wife hurriedly got up and got some wine and food.

Klein filled the wine glass with great pleasure: "Come on, cheers..."

"Don't just drink and eat food."

"I know, my sister-in-law cooks good dishes."

"You kid... then come often in the future..." A smile appeared on Quasimodo's face.

Before they knew it, the two of them drank high.

Quasimodo's face turned red. He must be a little drunk, but it's not that serious: "Tell me, I'm not just here to come to me for a drink, right?"

"Brother, you guessed it right, this is actually the case..."

"The warship goes to Goya!?"

Quasimodo looked at Klein seriously: "What do you want to do?"

"If you don't get promoted, you have to give the woman a little more face. Her father seems to be a little boyish than a girl. There are people in the family who hire a bounty hunter to kill her, which is a bit too much..."

"Are you okay?"

"I've dealt with."

Cassimodo nodded, thought for a while and said, "This way... I'll give you a task. When you pass by the capital of Goya along the way, you will provide some supplies and accompany Miss Chris to the family for a visit."

"That's what it's decided, haha, drink and drink."

"I'm afraid this wine will be drunk for less than a few years. I'll be promoted to major all at once. It's obvious that you want to support you. In two years, you may be transferred from the East China Sea..."

"When you come back and have a drink with me, it's just a little waterway anyway, and the warships will come over."

"Hahaha, that's right..."

Quasimodo suddenly felt sad and sighed: "I have been in the East China Sea for my whole life. Klein, do you know what the greatest belief in being a navy is?"

"What?" Crane didn't understand. He didn't believe in the Navy.

"It was the Chinese New Year when I was invited to Marinfando to listen to the ringing of the Oaks bell and celebrate the new year of peace. This is the dream of all the lower navy."

"Ox Bell?" Klein thought.

The Oaks Bell was a sacred bell equipped on the warship "Oaks Reutz" that was active a long time ago. At the end and beginning of the year, it rang eight times to express gratitude to the past year, and eight times to pray for the new year.

For example, when Marinfando was invited to celebrate the New Year, he could only reach the rank of brigade general; the colonel was called to be cannon fodder only when encountering special circumstances.

Klein picked up the wine glass and said, "Don't worry, the East China Sea has been silent for too long. That Oaks clock, I will listen to it for you in the future and take some photos of Marinfando for you to see, so that you can enjoy it and feel a little bit involved."

"You little brat, you have a good relationship, drink..."

When he left, Quasimodo was completely drunk and murmured: "Kline, you must make a sigh of relief. Donghai hasn't had a general in it for too long..."

His wife smiled and sent Klein politely out of the door.

General?

The East China Sea Pirates were suppressed so badly by Karp that the general who could make a ghost was not enough.

Klein didn't go back to the tavern, it was almost dawn.

He came straight to the fortress, and the soldiers guarding the fortress gates remained on their posts even if they were trapped. In a sense, the navy was a symbol of peace.

The rights of the Tianlong people are cancer, the revolutionary army is a variable, and their goal is to overthrow the world government;

But what about after overthrowing the current world government?

Once the order is overthrown, the world will become extremely chaotic. How long will it take for a new order to be established?

How many people will suffer from this unknown variable in the middle?

A bomb destroys a city. How long does it take to rebuild the city?

This is a question worth pondering. Klein actually thought a lot. As long as the navy does not undergo a huge change, he will develop within the navy. Isn’t that good?

In fact, Klein's inner answer is that the navy that is independent of the world government will no longer be attached to the world government, and will set up a line with the revolutionary army to change the world, and will definitely not be darker than it is now.

Of course, he was just talking about it on paper, and these were not what he had to consider at the moment.

There was no one in the training room, so Klein could release it to his heart's content.

Navy Six Styles,

Swing the sword,

Domineering,

meditation,

Watch the sword.

Before we knew it, it was completely dawn.

Klein sounded the assembly alarm. He was wearing a fitted military uniform and a white robe of justice, standing there with a solemn expression, without anger.

Soon, the navy gathered neatly in the square.

Klein said loudly: "Today's mission is still patrolling the navy, but the range has become larger. We have to circle the East China Sea and set off!"

"Yes!"+++

Klein arrived at the dock, and Rosen and Four Ye arrived in a hurry with their hats;

Rosen asked with a look: "Senior, Colonel Monca has taken action?"

"No, it's just a simple patrol, just accompanying Chris home."

As he said that, Klein looked at the figure walking towards the dock.

Luo Sen glanced at it and muttered to himself that this was definitely an abuse of power.

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Chapter completed!