Chapter 151: What a Great Honor
"It's the Navy..."
"Is the North Sea Fleet here too?"
"Doflamingo is so proud...even the North Sea Fleet sent people to congratulate him!"
"What are you talking about! Do you think that without the acquiescence of the North Sea Fleet, the Don Quixote family can easily swallow up the entire North Sea underground forces?"
"Could it be..."
"Hehe...Although there is no obvious evidence, it is said that Doflamingo has a special relationship with the former North Sea Admiral..."
"The former North Sea Admiral...Isn't that the 'King of the North Sea'!?"
"..."
Thinking of the legendary man, the invited guests couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva with a gurgle, their eyes filled with fear and submission.
Many of the noble ladies and princesses who came with their husbands and fathers secretly licked their lips, not knowing what they remembered, and their eyes showed a hint of spring.
In less than half a minute.
Under the breathless gaze of the people, the huge warship with an exaggerated shape, almost made of steel, had slowly entered the port.
As the wooden planks came down to the border, a team of naval elites in neat uniforms walked down from the warship with steady steps.
The austere and boundless momentum gave people a strong sense of oppression.
The leader looked quite young, only about 20 years old, but the temperament he exuded was cold and calm. The mustache on his upper lip added a bit of maturity to him, and he had a saber on his waist.
The current admiral of the North Sea, Colonel Flying Squirrel of the Navy Headquarters!
"Admiral Flying Squirrel, long time no see."
Vinsmoke Judge showed a hypocritical smile on his face and walked forward to extend his hand.
Flying Squirrel shook his hand and smiled:
"Mr. Judge, long time no see."
The two of them half-closed their eyes and smiled, looked at each other, and after the reporters on the side took a few photos, they let go of their hands at the same time.
It can be imagined that one of the headlines of the North Sea newspaper tomorrow must be a title like "The North Sea Fleet and the Kingdom of Germa Have a Long-lasting Friendship".
The flying squirrel immediately looked at Senior, with an approving smile on his face:
"You are Senior? Well, Doflamingo is indeed very discerning."
Senior was stunned.
He didn't expect that the flying squirrel actually recognized him. He pursed his lips a little stiffly and bowed slightly:
"Hello, Admiral Flying Squirrel, my young master is already waiting for you in the reception room."
The flying squirrel smiled and said:
"Then please lead the way."
So under the leadership of Senior, the flying squirrel and Vinsmoke Judge walked towards the reception room.
The two walked side by side, and their respective people kept a certain distance behind them, clearly separated.
The guests looked at this scene with doubtful eyes, suppressed their inner uneasiness, and followed.
...
The expensive crystal chandelier exuded a luxurious light, and the luxurious banquet hall was filled with gentle and melodious saxophone music.
It is hard to imagine that in this banquet hall, almost all the heads and representatives of the major kingdoms and forces in the North Sea gathered.
Countless businesses were finalized in the casual conversations of these people. Occasional jokes may determine the economic lifeline of a country, and a casual bet is the fate of countless families.
"Hello, Mr. Fels... Oh, this is your wife? Well, it's nice to meet you, Lady Dany."
"... Well, I have important things to do here, let's talk later."
The flying squirrel finally struggled out of the "encirclement" of the guests, and his face was a little black.
He picked up a glass of red wine from the waiter's plate, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, and shook his head speechlessly.
No, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't you just want me to say hello to the Don Quixote family for you and take care of your business?
Why did you pull your wife out?
The neckline of that evening dress... is almost down to the navel!
"These people are really enough..."
The flying squirrel rubbed his temples with a headache and muttered to himself.
At this time, a voice with a sarcastic smile suddenly sounded from behind.
"Power, status, wealth... sometimes these things are really troublesome, right, Admiral Flying Squirrel?"
The Flying Squirrel turned his head and saw Vinsmoke Judge coming over at some point, handing him a glass of iced whiskey.
"It seems that Mr. Judge is speaking from his heart."
The Flying Squirrel smiled and took the glass.
Vinsmoke Judge shook his head, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he lowered his voice and said:
"I heard that Commodore Darren caused a lot of earth-shaking events in the New World?"
The Flying Squirrel glanced at him and suddenly laughed:
"It's not a big deal, it's just that the headquarters of the Beasts Pirates was annihilated."
Vinsmoke Judge's eyelids twitched.
As the commander of Germa 66, Vinsmoke Judge was naturally very clear about the strength of the Beasts Pirates.
One very important point is that one of the highest officers of the Beasts Pirates, "Plague" Quinn, once worked with him in the same research team.
He knew very well how terrifying the strength of the fat man who liked to wear weird overalls was.
When Vinsmoke Judge heard the news at first, he was a little bit unconvinced. After all, in his memory, although Darren's strength was abnormal, it was not enough to annihilate the headquarters of the Beasts Pirates.
But now that he had received confirmation from Flying Squirrel, Vinsmoke Gaji couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.
He was silent for a while, then slowly said:
"Commodore Darren is truly the pride of our North Sea."
The flying squirrel smiled and felt that the heat was almost done, so he took the initiative and said:
"By the way, Mr. Gaji, regarding the cooperation between our North Sea Fleet and Germa 66, Commodore Darren has such a small proposal..."
Vinsmoke Gaji frowned.
Is this guy using Darren to suppress me?
He suppressed his inner dissatisfaction and said:
"Admiral Flying Squirrel, please speak."
The flying squirrel smiled and said:
"About the new weapons and warship modifications of our North Sea Fleet..."
Half a minute later, Vinsmoke Gaji nodded cautiously.
"This is not a big problem."
He looked around and frowned:
"Why doesn't that brat Doflamingo show up? He's really getting more and more embarrassed..."
The tone was obviously dissatisfied.
The flying squirrel smiled pointedly:
"Maybe he was busy with something very important and was delayed..."
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at the same time.
The hall where the Don Quixote family resides.
The protagonist of the banquet that all the powerful people in the entire North Sea are waiting patiently for... Donquixote Doflamingo is slowly kneeling on one knee on the cold marble floor, lowering his head to kiss the back of a man's hand.
He said respectfully:
"Welcome back to Beihai, my godfather."
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My health has not been very good recently, so I will adjust as soon as possible.
Ask for everything and be grateful.