"You..."
In an instant, everyone's gaze fell on Kyle, staring at him intently, the atmosphere turning rigid.
But Kyle acted as if nothing had happened, taking another sip of his drink, a look of enjoynt appearing on his face.
The air fell silent again for a while. After a long mont, Shanks looked at Kyle and asked.
"So, are you telling us this now because you want sothing from us?"
This ti, Shanks didn't continue to deny it. Since Kyle could already reveal information that was almost impossible for others to know, there was no point in stubbornly refusing to admit it at this mont.
Although he was curious how Kyle knew about this, now wasn't the ti to ask.
The fact that Kyle ca here to tell them this privately clearly ant he didn't intend to expose the matter, so Kyle definitely wanted sothing from them.
That's why Shanks directly asked Kyle's purpose.
Kyle's gaze swept over everyone present, finally landing on Shanks, and he spoke in a calm tone.
"There are so things I want to know the answers to, from you."
...
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After an unknown amount of ti, Kyle slowly walked out of the cabin. The expression on his face was no different from when he went in, as if nothing had happened.
"What did you brats talk about with Shanks and the others?"
Zephyr was a bit curious.
"Nothing much, just catching up on so personal matters."
Kyle replied with a smile.
. . . .
Zephyr couldn't help but roll his eyes. You, a Marine, catching up with pirates?
Catching up on what? Asking if Shanks and his crew have any relatives who are pirates, so you can catch them all together?
"By the way, Instructor Zephyr, are our ship's supplies still sufficient?"
"Why are you asking that?!"
"I need to stay here for about a day or two for sothing."
"That shouldn't be a problem. Our supplies are probably enough for about half a month of daily needs, and since it only takes a few days to return to Marine Headquarters from here, you could even stay a few more days if you want."
"That's great!"
Kyle nodded, a faint glint flickering in his eyes.
From his conversation with Shanks, he had learned so things he didn't know before. It seed that guy hadn't just been idle all these years; he was actually sowhat useful.
But even knowing that information was temporarily of little use to him; he still needed formidable strength.
Otherwise, even knowing so hidden secrets wouldn't allow him to shake the World Governnt, a regi that had dominated the world for eight hundred years.
No big deal!
One step at a ti. There was still plenty of developnt ti left for him; no need to rush.
As for now, he needed to get so sleep first. The fight with the Red Hair Pirates had taken a toll on him, and not a small one.
After all, both Shanks and Benn Beckman possessed Admiral-level combat power. Facing those two at the sa ti was still a little tricky for him.
So now he needed to sleep to recover. Yeah, just sleep it off!
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Ti passed slowly. When Kyle woke up again, he checked the ti and found that a full eight hours had passed.
What a healthy amount of sleep!
This sleep left him feeling refreshed. All the fatigue from before sleeping had completely disappeared, leaving him full of energy.
After walking out of the cabin, a fragrant sll wafted over. Following the source of the sll, he saw Zephyr heartily slurping a bowl of ran. He had a shadow of the future Fujitora.
Kyle walked over to him. Looking at this steaming, fragrant ran, he asked a nearby Marine.
"Who made this ran? Could I get a serving too?"
"Ain made it. I'll go tell her to make a serving for you right now!"
He imdiately responded.
"Thanks. I appreciate it, and please thank Ain too!"
A smile appeared on Kyle's lips, and he nodded at him.
Indeed, sleeping well makes you hungry easily.
While waiting for the ran, Kyle asked Zephyr.
"Instructor, is Uta still asleep?"
"You an that little girl? She's not awake yet! She was too exhausted. By the ti she ca to our ship, she was already completely worn out. It's just that, for so reason, she seed very excited and kept going."
Having said that, Zephyr paused, then turned to look at Kyle with a aningful gaze.
"Is she related to the Red Hair Pirates?"
"She's Shanks' adopted daughter."
Kyle didn't hide it and spoke directly.
Right now, only he and Zephyr were around. The nearest other Marines were about ten ters away. Kyle's voice wasn't loud, so they couldn't hear.
"Shanks' adopted daughter??"
Hearing this, Zephyr imdiately showed a surprised expression. After a long pause, he suddenly asked.
"So, she's also a pirate then?"
Hearing this, Kyle imdiately fixed his gaze on Zephyr's face.
"She was before, but not really now. Why, Instructor Zephyr, are you planning a 'Once a Pirate, Always a Pirate' move?"
"What 'Once a Pirate, Always a Pirate'??"
Zephyr was a bit confused. Kyle occasionally spouted words he didn't understand, like now for instance.
"Once a pirate, always a pirate!!"
"Are you thinking of arresting her?"
"Oh, that's what it ans!"
Zephyr showed a hint of understanding.
"I don't particularly agree with that saying. This little girl looks barely more than knee-high, and there's absolutely no information about her in any introductions to the Red Hair Pirates."
"She was raised by Shanks and his crew since she was little. Does that make her a pirate? Since when is that the definition of a pirate?"
"In my view, those who don't commit evil aren't considered pirates!"
Zephyr stated calmly.
A faint smile appeared on Kyle's face.
Because he had altered history, Zephyr hadn't lost his arm, and the training ship's Marine apprentices, besides Ain and the other one, hadn't been completely annihilated.
So, Zephyr's current views weren't as extre as they would beco later.
At this ti, he had his own set of criteria for judging pirates. And among the many Marines, Zephyr's rcy was quite famous.
Besides his epithet 'Black Arm', he was also once called the 'Admiral Who Doesn't Kill'!
He never killed any pirate. However, as a Marine, this personality wasn't necessarily a good thing!
If it weren't for Zephyr's policy of not killing, his wife and children wouldn't have been tragically targeted for revenge later, both losing their lives.
Soon, a bowl of ran was brought over. Kyle took the ran, slled the enticing aroma lingering at the tip of his nose, his appetite instantly whetted, and he imdiately picked up his chopsticks and started slurping.
Food is the paramount necessity!
Fill your stomach first!!
At that mont, the cabin door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure ran out from inside...
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