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

In another area of ​​the "New World", a huge ship resembling a whale lay across the sea, and the flag of the "White Beard Pirate Group" was flying high.

"Lord of the virtual circle? Interesting, is there finally such a man who defies the world government in this sea?"

A heroic voice echoed above the sea.

The strongest man in the world, the man with the power to destroy the world, the legendary big pirate...

Any of these names, which are enough to shake the sea, is the title of Newgate Edward, the captain of the "White Beard Pirate Group" sitting on this whale-shaped pirate ship.

But now, the "white beard" Newgate Edward sitting on the throne is offering a reward to a pile of "virtual circle organization", making him laugh bravely, seeming to be pleased that the sea is gradually becoming Be wonderful.

The "phoenix" Marco on the side looked at the white beard's smile, scratched his head, and couldn't help saying.

"Father, the life and gender of the lord of the virtual circle are unknown, but he may not necessarily be a man."

"Don't be disappointed, idiot son..." Baibeard said in an affirmative tone.

"He will definitely be a man, maybe even a man who has seen the truth of this sea and put it into action."

"Yes, yes, dad, do you think the master of the virtual circle is a man, then a man." Marco reluctantly responded to this often unreasonable dad.

Listening to Marco's helpless words, the white beard couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, and then whispered. "Just don't know if this man is the one Roger is waiting for..."

Immediately, the white beard laughed and said. "Goo la la la la, if it is really that kind of funny man, then I will meet each other sooner or later, and I will know it by then."

"Really? If this is the case, I will ask other people to help Dad pay attention to the thinking of the virtual circle organization." Marco said after hearing this.

"That kind of thing is not important at all, the important thing now is to drink a good drink!" Baibeard said.

"Can not……"

Marco spread his hands and said. "The doctor has already said, father, you have to start drinking in a limited amount, and the fine wine has begun to affect your physical condition."

"Stupid son, good wine never makes a man weak, but only gives a man the courage to cross the sea!"

Baibeard taught in a serious tone, and said. "So... I'm happy today, I'm going to have a banquet! Stupid sons!"

As the voice of White Beard spread throughout the sea, all members of the "White Beard Pirate Group" who maintained the fleet with more than ten pirate ships cheered.

"Really..."

Marco's expression twitched slightly, completely helpless.

"Okay, OK, Marco, Dad has already given the order, and that's the only way to do it. Let Dad quit drinking tomorrow."

Joz, who was standing aside, said with a heartless smile.

Hearing this, Marco couldn't help but flip it, knowing it was almost impossible.

only……

Marco looked at the heroic and stalwart white beard, as if he could carry all the challenges in the world. Compared with the other crew members who were immersed in the white beard and shouldered the title of "the strongest", Marco knew that the body of the white beard was already The signs of aging and weakness began to appear.

...

In addition, the rest are similar to "BIG·MON" Charlotte Lingling, "Red Hair" Shanks and other big pirates, have also noticed the "Virtual Circle Organization", a very strange existence in the past.

In the eyes of other pirates, bounty hunters, or civilians, everyone’s attitude is completely different, either in awe, or greedy, or fear, or worship...

But what is certain is that since then, the "virtual circle organization" has broken into the sight of the world in a way that is extremely rude and cannot be ignored.

...

And the "Lord of the Void Circle", who appeared mysterious and powerful in the eyes of the world, had an extremely solemn expression at this moment, and his hands were trembling slightly with tension.

"Guru~"

Ion swallowed his saliva, still hesitating to open the door in front of him.

Behind the door, waiting for myself is likely to be seven wolves...

"Come in, little bastard!"

At this moment, the voice of the Marshal of the Warring States came out from inside, the door was also opened from the inside, and the figure of the Marshal of the Warring States appeared in front of Ion.

Compared with seven years ago, the appearance of the Marshal of the Warring States Period looked much older, and he had completely entered the middle age stage, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand, but the sharp-eyed Ion found that there were still a few medlars in it.

Ion's eyes turned to one side unnaturally, as if he had been away from home for a long time, and said like a child who had just returned home.

"That... old man, early."

"Humph!"

The Marshal of the Warring States snorted coldly, glanced at the intact Ion, turned around and returned to the living room without speaking.

But Ion smashed his mouth and followed the Marshal of the Warring States Period to walk in.

"Say it!"

The Warring States Marshal sat on the sofa and said in a calm tone.

"Say what?" Ion asked rhetorically, pretending to be stupid.

"The virtual circle organization, Corazon, and the fruit of the operation, and the things of Saint Musgarud, let's talk about it." The Warring States Marshal continued.

"Ah...ahh..."

Ion said with a smirk, puzzled. "Old man, I don't quite understand what you mean, haven't I explained everything clearly?"

The Warring States Marshal gave Ion a fierce look and said. "Do you think I would believe that these are just coincidences? Bastard."

"It's a coincidence, old man..."

Ion, who thought the Marshal of the Warring States Period had any evidence, heaved a sigh of relief and said bitterly.

"As the saying goes, the hemp rope is specially selected and broken, and bad luck only finds the poor. Alas, my life is so bitter. I have been involved in various incidents one after another..."

"Okay, I will treat them as coincidences. Then you can explain to me how you defeated Doflamingo. Where did you come from?"

Having said this, the Warring States Marshal's eyes became serious, staring at every change in Ion's expression.

If we say, at the beginning, the Warring States Marshal was only surprised and pleased that Ion defeated Doflamingo.

However, as the "fruit of silence" ability Corason joined the virtual circle organization and suddenly grasped the combat power of the comrade-general level, the Warring States Marshal became suspicious of Ion...

Especially this time when the virtual circle attacked the holy place Mary Joa, Ion happened to appear again at the mansion of Saint Musgarud.

"There were not three members of the virtual circle that attacked the Holy Land Mary Gioia, but four, and the last one is probably Tefimo Yarn."

Of course, this suspected Warring States Marshal didn't tell anyone, but chose to directly question Ion.