I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

(); Barak's casually pointed, but it completely disrupted Ion's plan.

Because of the reason that Ion encountered Tiger midway, Ion understood that under the butterfly effect, there would be variables for Tiger's subsequent intrusion into the Holy Land Mary Gioia to rescue slaves.

In other words, in Ion's eyes, Tiger is likely to be hung up like a salted fish.

Under this circumstance, Ion’s original plan was to follow Barak to see Musgarud, and when Ion was nearing to leave the Holy Land Mary Qiaoya, he would let the three sisters Boya receive it. Take it away from the castle.

As for the remaining slaves, even though Ion had the intention to rescue them, without full assurance, Ion could only put off this unwise practice.

After all, the water in the Holy Land Mariejoa... is too deep. If you take a risk, there is a high probability that it will be the result of nine deaths.

Of course, the reason why Ion deliberately took away the three Boya sisters was definitely not because of some unscrupulous thoughts, or the cheongsam queen Fan and her proud figure who coveted Hancock’s future, but purely looking forward to Boa. · Hancock’s future combat power.

Especially when Ion can clearly feel that Hancock has a good impression of her, he has already developed the idea of ​​cultivating her into the "virtual circle organization".

After all, in today’s “virtual circle organization”, although all of them are promising in the future, they are purely talented in combat, possessing domineering and domineering and relying on their own efforts to become the “pirate female emperor” Boya Hanku Gram is definitely far above the rest.

"It's just...it's a little troublesome now"

Ion glanced at the three Sisters Boya, who was pushing the car behind him. They could only continue to lie down sickly like an old man to cope with the changes. I hope Saint Musgarud will not notice this dirty Xi's three sisters.

Soon, under the leadership of Barak, when the last sunset sun fell into the sky and the stars in the sky began to flicker, Ion came to a luxurious mansion.

The entire mansion is based on white jade, decorated with gold, and embellished with jewels.

It's not better, not better than...

Ion glanced briefly, and felt that the billions of Baileys that he had saved with frugality might not even be able to build the ground for this mansion.

"Holy Musgarud, Captain Ion is here."

As Ion was carried into a hall, Barak reported loudly to a Tianlong Renhui who was bowing his head and enjoying the food under the service of a maid.

As the Saint Musgarud raised his head, he saw his vegetable-green hair, a diamond-shaped face, a strange appearance, and a slightly bloated figure wearing the resin bubbles unique to the Denon.

"Which is Ion?"

As the Saint Musgarud stood up, the rest of the people in the entire hall had already knelt down for fear of offending Saint Musgarud.

And this is exactly why Ion deliberately pretended to be sick.

According to the requirements of the world government, even the navy needs to bow down and salute when meeting the Tianlong people. Unless Ion plans to confront the world government now, this is no exception.

However, the pride hidden in Ion's heart would never be willing to do this so-called bowing ceremony.

So Ion decided to lie down.

"Honorable Saint Musgarud, I am Temurfi Ion." Ion replied with a sickly expression.

Saint Musgarud looked at Ion, who was **** like a mummy in front of him, and asked. "Huh? Why are you bandaged all over?"

"I was seriously injured in the battle with the great pirate Doflamingo, so I haven't recovered yet." Ion replied.

"So, my cousin Don Quixote Doflamingo was really killed by you?"

While talking, Saint Musgarud approached Ion and asked with a look of inquiry.

Ion hesitated for a moment, then shouted slogans weakly. "For justice."

"Hahaha, that said, I have to thank you for helping me take revenge." Saint Musgarud said with a wretched smile on his face.

"Back then, Doflamingo, this bastard, relied on being older than me, and often bullied me. It's a pity that his stupid group took the initiative to abandon the identity of a god, chose to fall toward the mortal world, and finally became the sea. The thief is such a lowly profession that I can't get revenge on him."

Hearing this, Ion heaved a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but complain.

The same surnamed Don Quixote, the one in front of me doesn't seem to have a very high IQ, plus the lack of exercise and bloated posture.

Whether it is IQ strategy or physical strength, the two sides are obviously not at the same level.

If Doflamingo didn't break away from the identity of the dragon, probably this Musgarud Saint would be bullied all the way by Doflamingo.

However, facing the privileged class of the Tianlong people, Ion did not say these words, but said without arrogance or rashness like an upright navy.

"Master Musgarud needs no thanks. As a navy, I should maintain justice and fight against the evil pirates on the sea."

"Ahhhhhhh, good point."

Saint Musgarud clapped his palms and said with a grin.

"Originally, the five old stars asked me not to kill you, and I was still a little dissatisfied. Since you can talk like this, then I will let you go, but..."

Musgarud's grinning expression became stronger and stronger, and he reached out and poked Ion's bandaged chest, and said.

"You ants like you dare to kill the blood of the Don Quixote family. This makes me very uncomfortable. Will ants like you dare to invade my head one day?"

"Master Musgarud joked."

While Ian answered calmly, he saw that the domineering has released his sense of surroundings, calculating the risk of self-defense if he had to, kill the fat pig in front of him and escape.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, of course, I am the descendant of god, the Tianlongren, you ants like you can only serve me on the ground, how dare you risk the descendants of god?"

"And Doflamingo's kind of stupid guy who voluntarily abandoned his identity and status, and was even killed by the Navy, is simply a shame to the Don Quixote family."

Saint Musgarud laughed at Doflamingo while looking down at Ion lying on the cart with contempt. The glass of red wine in his hand was pouring slightly, and it fell straight on Ion’s. Face, said.

"Reward you, Captain Ion, as a reward for killing my stupid cousin."

In a short time, the rich wine scent hit Ion's nose, and a stream of liquid poured into Ion's mouth and nose, choking Ion into coughing again and again.

When I thought that this glass of wine might have been drunk by Saint Musgarud, Ion felt a sense of nausea in his heart, and his anger rose uncontrollably.