One Piece: Dream Destroyer Mentor Navy King

When I returned to the branch, I ran into the base commander who was coming towards me.

He is no longer the tall man he used to be. More than ten years have passed and many things have changed.

The original base commander, including the marine who brought him in, is no longer around.

The current base commander is a strong man named Hans, who was transferred here just half a year ago and has the rank of colonel.

"Dylan," Hans called out to Dylan as he was about to go in, "Have you gone to look for 'Red Hair'?"

Dylan nodded: "I looked at him from a distance, but didn't make any contact. After all, he has been very popular in recent years."

Hans agreed. Shanks has indeed been very popular in recent years. Although he is still far behind the older generation of strong men in terms of power, it is said that he has a place in the "New World".

After Roger's death, the pirates' arrogance was not only not suppressed, but became more and more intense.

In today's "New World", people call strong men like Whitebeard, Big Aunt, and Beasts "Emperors of the Sea".

Nonsense!

"By the way, the Grand Line has been under increasing pressure in recent years, and the headquarters has issued a call for submission. I heard that you refused before?"

Hans didn't know much about Dylan's past. Only some older veterans vaguely remembered that this guy had been in the branch for a long time.

Even his military rank reached the level of major through repeated small accumulations.

To be a major, you need to go to the headquarters to be awarded the rank.

"Your induction has not been officially completed yet. This time..."

"When will I go this time?"

Dylan looked past Hans and at the navy flag fluttering in the wind just like it did back then.

Hans breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy has a very high prestige in the branch. Sometimes Dylan's orders are even more effective than those of him, the colonel of the base.

"As soon as possible. Considering the distance, I'll give you three months. If possible, I'll report back to the headquarters."

Hans had studied Dylan's information before, and the information left by the former base commander showed:

Adams Dylan.

Place of birth unknown.

orphan.

He joined the Navy at the age of nine.

Calm personality and excellent physical fitness.

Advocate justice and peace.

Then there are the battle records of Dylan added by successive base commanders.

There are dozens of pages filled with information, and although they are all pirates with low bounties, the number is simply too large.

During his tenure, he also personally added nearly four pages of Dylan's military achievements.

What a monster!

Hans muttered to himself as he watched Dylan walking away.

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Shimotsuki Village.

Dylan stretched after stepping onto the island.

I didn't expect this place to be right on the flight route.

The people around him looked at him strangely when they saw his pitch-black sword.

"Are you here to challenge Koshiro as well?"

Dylan looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man with a knife on his waist.

"No, I just came to see..."

In the original work, Shimotsuki Village has a close relationship with Wano Country and the Revolutionary Army, and the squinty-eyed Koshiro does not seem to be a simple character.

Before Dylan could finish his words, a gruff voice suddenly came from behind him: "Hey! You! You knife thief."

Dylan pretended not to hear and continued walking forward. A hint of anger erupted from the voice behind him: "What about you? The one in white clothes, you stole my famous sword and are you going to leave?"

Dylan paused, turned around and looked over. A ronin with a shaved head was staring at the black scabbard on Dylan's waist with shining eyes.

Ronin licked his dry lips.

This must be a good knife! He could even feel that even if it was hidden in the sheath, it could not conceal its sharpness.

The onlookers stepped aside when they saw him.

This guy... is a famous ronin in the area, and his Iai technique is as fast as lightning.

But... he is just a scoundrel, and I don't know why a scoundrel has such a talent for swordsmanship.

"Is this your knife?" Dylan raised his eyelids nonchalantly and looked at the man with a fringe.

This hairstyle really annoys him.

"I'll give you five seconds. Get out of my sight." A cold voice sounded in the Ronin's ears.

The ronin was not afraid but laughed. Then he leaned forward slightly and held the hilt on the left side of his body with his right hand: "In that case..."

A red light flashed, and Ronin suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

Then he felt dizzy and saw a scene that puzzled him greatly.

Who is this?

Why are you wearing your own clothes and holding your own knife?

This time I really encountered a knife thief...

There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and Dylan turned and left without caring.

"I'm so sorry, it's been these bastards' blood all along."

There was a slight vibration from the black scabbard at the waist.

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One-hearted temple.

When Koshiro heard the noise outside, he slowly stood up and walked to the door.

Dylan was already standing in the yard, and there was a large group of people standing outside the gate, seemingly waiting for something.

Koshiro, who was wearing glasses, smiled at Dylan and said, "Excuse me, sir..."

Dylan looked at Koshiro's weak appearance and suddenly thought of something interesting.

"I heard that guys with squinty eyes are all very strong?"

The people watching outside the door all said "Oh~~" in unison and showed an expression that said, "As expected."

"You are joking, sir." Koshiro didn't seem to be angry at all, and still asked politely: "Excuse me, sir..."

Dylan smiled and said, "It's just a joke. I'm not here to cause trouble. I just want the curator to help me take a look at the knife."

"Oh?" Koshiro looked at the long sword at Dylan's waist.

"Come in, guest."

When the people outside the door saw that there was no fight, they left in disappointment.

The scabbard was pitch black, the handle was dark red, and Koshiro held Dylan's long sword in both hands, frowning slightly.

As if with a hint of expectation and a hint of hesitation, Koshiro slowly drew out his long sword.

A bloody smell wafted towards me from the black and red blade, and there was even a faint blood light emanating from the blade.

"Bang!"

Koshiro immediately put away the blade and handed it back to Dylan.

"Shura, one of the twelve masters of the supreme large blade."

Dylan took Shura and gently stroked the scabbard. The bloody smell in the air disappeared instantly.

"Are there any special features?"

Koshiro looked at Dylan in surprise: "As for the characteristics...hasn't the guest already brought out its characteristics to the fullest?"

"Is that so…" Dylan stood up and bowed slightly to Koshiro: "Thank you for your help."

After Dylan left, a bean-sized bead of sweat flowed down Koshiro's forehead and he swallowed his saliva: "Shura... was actually refined into a black sword by him, and was so submissive to him..."

After calming down, Koshiro returned to his original squinting smile and waved at the screen next to him, saying, "Come out, you were scared just now, weren't you?"

Guina with short hair and a girl with green algae hair poked their heads out from the side.

"Father...that person just now..."

"Ah...you are still far from him, but...if you want to become the world's greatest swordsman in the future, I think...he must be one of your biggest obstacles."

Just now, Shura only revealed a trace of his aura, and the two of them almost fainted. Even though they were usually very strong, they couldn't say anything big at this moment.

Guina clenched her fists tightly, turned around and left without saying a word. Seeing this, the green algae-head gritted her teeth and said "Damn it!" before running out as well.

Koshiro looked at the two of them with a smile on his face.

"The greatest swordsman in the world..." Thinking of that seemingly unknown man, Koshiro still felt suffocated.

After verifying Dylan's identity, the patrolman guarding the small port saluted Dylan with a "click" and watched Dylan go away.

It had been confirmed by the public before that it was the ronin who attempted to snatch the man's weapon, which led to the duel.

Although dueling to death is not allowed by law, but...if it was an attack on a lieutenant commander at the Navy Headquarters, there would be no problem.

On a medium-sized merchant ship, Dylan leaned against the side to rest.

The lookout on the mast suddenly shouted, "Oh no! It's a pirate ship."

After a closer look, the lookout's voice became distorted.

"Yes...it's the Creek Pirates!"