One Piece: Dream Destroyer Mentor Navy King

Marinford.

Dylan, who had officially completed the awarding of his title, walked out of the office area.

"Ah, there's a newcomer here."

A lazy voice sounded nearby.

This tone... Aokiji?

"Lieutenant General Kuzan." Dylan saluted slightly.

"Are you coming to our headquarters to be awarded a rank?" Aokiji pushed the eye patch on his forehead and looked at Dylan with interest.

"Yes."

Kuzan suddenly looked around and said to Dylan, "Want to have a drink?"

"..."

Does this guy drink?

Hmm...it seems like Zefa did drink it when he died later.

But can I drink alcohol in the headquarters?

Following Aokiji into his office, Dylan glanced around.

The furnishings are simple, even crude.

There are only two things that are eye-catching, one is the reclining chair that looks comfortable at first glance, and the other is his exclusive plaque.

'Lazy justice'

"Oh, come to think of it, you and I actually have different personalities." Aokiji picked up two bottles of wine and threw one at Dylan.

"I believe in lazy justice, but you are a very hard-working guy."

Um?

Dylan took the wine, popped the cork, and took a sip: "You know me?"

Aokiji took a big gulp of the wine and then said, "What kind of manly wine is this? It's so unpalatable."

After mumbling for a while, Aokiji looked at Dylan seriously and said, "Ah, I have nominated you to join the team in the past few years, but you always refused. Why did you agree this time?"

Was it Aokiji who nominated and summoned me all along?

Dylan frowned. Was it intelligence from within the navy?

Or...Kapp?

Seeing Dylan's puzzled look, Aokiji took the initiative to say, "It was Mr. Garp. He said that every time he went back in recent years, he felt that the East China Sea was very peaceful, and he didn't even need to clean it too much. We spent a lot of effort to investigate and it was not easy to find you."

"You've done very well in the East China Sea. How about coming to my side? I'll give you considerable autonomy."

Aokiji - Vice Admiral of the Marine Headquarters, candidate for admiral.

The disciple of "Black Arm" Zephyr and a little fan of Garp.

The three admirals of the navy in the future, Aokiji, Kizaru, and Akainu.

Akainu's attitude towards pirates is too rigid. Although his style is similar to his own, they are fundamentally different.

The old monkey Kizaru's words and actions are very suspicious. He was timid when fighting the Straw Hat but punched Zephyr hard. He might be a traitor of the Revolutionary Army.

Although being under his command gives me the convenience of being close to Vegapunk, I never know if he will sell me out one day.

As for Aokiji, although this guy is lazy, he still has a sense of loyalty, otherwise he would not have saved his arch enemy Smoker from Mingo.

"I'll go and chop the people, but you take the blame?"

"Ah, that being said, you could have expressed it more tactfully. It's really a headache. The superiors often assign tasks to me, and I..."

Aokiji raised his head and took another sip of wine: "So you agree?"

Dylan spread his hands and said, "Why not? If I follow Sakaski, I might have to kill people every day. I still have a lot of things to do."

"I see…"

Aokiji didn't ask Dylan why he didn't mention Borsalino.

"But before that, I still have some things to deal with. If it's fast, I can be back in half a year, if it's slow, it may take one or two years."

"You're such a busy man, do you need my help?"

Dylan shook his head: "No need. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to come back. You are a person with special abilities, so it is best not to get involved."

"A person with special abilities? Can't come back?"

Aokiji rarely showed a sad face: "Are you going to some dangerous area related to the sea? Forget it, since you don't need my help, I won't ask. Be careful, and contact me using Den Den Mushi if you need help."

...

Two years later.

Sky Island.

A violent thunder and lightning filled the sky, lingering and surging in the air for nearly an hour before slowly dissipating.

Gan Fore looked at the figure slowly walking out of the temple with everyone and lowered his head slightly.

"Lord Thundergod."

"Gan For..." Compared to his appearance two years ago, Dylan's appearance at this moment seems to have not changed at all. Instead, he looks more refined and profound.

Below the temple, the residents of Sky Island looked up at the tall, upright, yet profound man with awe in their hearts.

No one knows when he came to Sky Island. When he showed up, he defeated the original god Gan Fol with his absolute power, but he did not kill Gan Fol and other priests.

When he found the golden bell hidden in the clouds and rang it, the Sky Islanders and Shandia people, who had been hostile to each other for hundreds of years, stopped fighting and worshipped him as a "God" together.

This "God of Thunder" is not harsh, and can even be considered a "merciful god". Gan Fowler is in charge of all the affairs of Sky Island.

Gan Foul was originally the "God" here.

At the same time, he is also deeply trusted and loved by everyone.

"I'm going to be away for a while. Sky Island... you'll be in charge of it for the time being. Cut off the route up from Qinghai before I come back. If you encounter any intruders, use Sound Shell or Den Den Mushi to contact me."

"Yes... Lord Thundergod."

When everyone looked up, the figure above the temple had disappeared. Gan Ful took a breath and turned around and said, "Seal the temple and cut off the road up from Qinghai!"

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Below the sky island.

Gaya Island, Mogu Town.

As Dylan walked into a pub, he saw a pink figure drinking at the bar.

Next to him stood a tall man with a large sword hanging from his waist.

On the other side, an old man with a weird face was questioning a group of hooligans.

"That kind of place is boring as hell. The Donquixote Pirates are the pride of the North Sea. We want to be pirates like you..."

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

Dylan walked over to the pink man and sat down. He picked up a glass of wine and took a sip. "A little rascal like you wants to eat with this flamingo?"

As soon as the word "Flamingo" came out, the tall man standing next to him changed his expression, and the weirdo with snot on his face who was interrogating the gangster also turned around.

However, the Flamingo sitting next to him grinned: "Fufufufufu, who are you?"

"navy."

"Navy? It's time..." Diamante's hand just grabbed the hilt of the sword when Doflamingo stopped him: "Stop, Diamante."

"Tsk... The Seven Warlords of the Sea are really troublesome." Dylan looked disappointed as he watched Diamante being stopped by Doflamingo.

If this guy takes action, he can legitimately kill him, or even the entire Don Quixote Pirates.

After glancing at Diamante who was standing there in a daze, he turned his head slightly to look at the yellow-haired gangster whose face was full of excitement and a little astonishment.

"I'm asking you a question. Have you ever killed anyone? Or are you just here with sticks to play around?"

Bellamy raised his hands and laughed wildly: "Murder!? Of course we have. We sailed all the way from the North Sea, and the most common thing we did was killing people. We are going to join the Don Quixote Pirates. Hahahaha!"

"very good!"

As soon as the words fell, the air seemed to stagnate.

Doflamingo, who was sitting next to Dylan, stiffened for a moment, then turned his head mechanically: "Hey, no way..."

Before he finished his words, a series of dazzling lightning emerged from the bodies of the gangsters, and Torrebol, who was standing next to Bellamy, was startled.

As the gangsters screamed, Dylan slowly stood up.

"Duo…Dover!!"

Dylan stood up and walked over to Bellamy leisurely, as if he was taking a stroll in a garden.

From beginning to end, Doflamingo didn't say a word, let alone take any action to stop it.

Bellamy and his group were left wailing and twitching in the thunder and lightning.

"Look… you see, even your idol doesn't dare to move in the face of absolute strength."

Bellamy struggled for a moment, yelled, and hammered his hands on the floor: "Damn it!"

"I'll give you one more chance. Have you ever killed anyone? If you're just bragging, I'll treat you as ordinary thugs and let you go. But if you really have blood on your hands..." Dylan's expression darkened, and the air around him shook:

"Execute on the spot!"

Bellamy raised his head with difficulty and looked at his idol, "Tianyasha" Doflamingo.

What awaited me was a suffocating silence.

Bellamy glanced at the man standing in front of him, and said through gritted teeth with his last bit of strength: "No...no."

Pah pah.

Dylan clapped his hands. "That's good. Let's go back to where we came from... Oh, that's right!"

Dylan walked to the door, turned his head and glanced at the yellow-haired man who was slumped on the ground: "You said... you don't like those pirates who daydream? Tsk... what a pity, your idol has the biggest and most arrogant dream among all the pirates in the world. You are really not worthy of being on his ship." After saying that, Dylan pushed the door and left.

Squeak~

Squeak~

The wooden door of the tavern swayed in the wind, as if mocking Bellamy's arrogant declaration, or as if despising his idol.

Doflamingo stood up with a gloomy face and walked out the door, followed by Trebol and Diamante.

When he walked to Bellamy's side, Doflamingo paused: "He's right, you..."

"You're not worthy of my ship."