"Marek?!" Paca roared and punched Marek on the shoulder.

Click!

The bones were dislocated, and a crisp sound came, and Marek's thin body flew over eight or nine meters away and landed on the deck.

"You..." Paka retracted his fist. He didn't expect that Marek did not make any defense in the face of his attack.

"The strength has improved a lot." Marek bared his teeth, "I remember when we were performing missions together, you had just entered level 5, and you were still mentally unstable at that time."

"This is the Navy headquarters. You can't do whatever you want like you do in the ranks of Demon Hunters." Paka had a gloomy face.

"You got something wrong." Marek sarcastically, "The team of demon hunters seems to be casual, but each of us has our own principles, and you really do whatever you want."

He turned his head and spitted bloody saliva on the deck, "Don't think I'm an idiot. Will a noble young master be so skilled when he was captured and forced to become a pirate?"

"Half a month ago, if I remember correctly, one of your lieutenants released a similar noble young master, but what's the result?" Marek sneered.

"Seven days later, he was hacked to death on the deck by a pirate who looked exactly like that noble young master." He looked up at Paca.

"I am a person who is afraid of death, so since I know he will not be hanged, I can only do it myself." After that, he took out his pistol again.

Bang bang bang bang.

One shot, and mercilessly shot all the pirates in front of him.

"You guy, you shouldn't have let you come here. Get out of here quickly, take off your clothes and get out of here for me!" Lieutenant General Paka blamed him sternly.

Seeing his attitude, Marek smiled. He knew that it was Paka who asked him to leave at this time to protect him. Killing a few pirate prisoners was not a problem, but if there were people who were wanted by the general, the nature of the problem would be different.

"What's going on?!" At this time, a middle-aged fat man with a fat face came to the deck at a very fast speed.

"Pacca, General Garcia asked you... Hum?" In the middle of speaking, the fat man suddenly closed his mouth. He saw the corpse tilted on the deck.

"Die?! Who killed it?!" the fat man asked sternly.

"I don't know what's going on, the rope doesn't seem to be tied up. These bad guys want to attack me, but they obviously forgot that I have a gun in my hand." Marek said with a smile.

The fat man widened his eyes and looked at the neatly tied corpses on the ground, with a look of you teasing me on his face.

"Sorry, I was negligent." As he said, Marek bent down and quickly picked up the ropes tied to all the bodies.

“Now there is no problem.”

"Do you think there is something wrong with my eyes and can't see what you are doing?" The fat man felt the blood vessels on his forehead beating wildly.

"Oh, it turns out that your eyes are fine!" Marek exaggeratedly and strangely screamed, "Then can't you tell they have any problems?" After speaking, his face changed, his eyes were full of mockery.

I took off the hat on my head, pulled the collar, leaving only the linen shirt and red shorts inside, "I'll stop doing the clothes for you."

"As the western navy of the kingdom, there is no way to deal with a group of pirates. It seems that pirates are really a great profession. Since that's the case, I'll give it a try. Maybe when I become the most powerful pirate king here, I can sweep the pirates on the opposite side by the way."

"Marek, what are you going to do?" The middle-aged fat man's eyes became alert.

"It's nothing. Since the navy on the opposite side can disguise itself as pirates, of course I can do it too. You don't need your cooperation, but at least I can rush in and kill you." He looked indignant.

"Instead of watching the pirates on the other side retreat into the defense of the Akkad Navy."

"It's not that simple." The middle-aged fat man walked onto the deck. "I don't allow you to do that. Do you know how much we have paid to maintain the balance with Akkad over the years?"

"Admiral Garcia has an order that no one can take the initiative to provoke a conflict with Akkad officials. Do you want to provoke a war?" he asked.

"Then let them collude with the pirates, and even go to plunder our merchant ships and slaughter our people?!"

"This is the price of maintaining peace, no one can destroy it!" The middle-aged man's voice became low, "You have appeared here, and pretending to be a pirate will definitely be discovered by them. I cannot destroy the situation we are trying to maintain because of your impulse alone."

"You can't leave here and go back with us. I will report this to the Admiral in person. Garcia will contact Duke Dressel, and someone will pick you up in person at that time."

"I can't let you leave like this!"

"What if I have to leave?" Marek said indifferently.

"Pacca and I are both level 5. You can try it. Don't forget that even if it is temporarily transferred, you are now a naval officer and disobey the order. Even the Duke cannot stop the General from sanctioning you now!"

"Okay, okay." Marek shrugged, "I'll follow you, but even facing General Garcia, I will tell him that he manages the western coast of Elland like shit."

"If I were a marshal, I would take a dog to sit in Admiral Garcia's position." Marek sneered, "at least one dog can still yell twice when someone robs his bones."

"But you can only lick shit."

"Hell peace, you are just defending the interests of the nobles, it's really bad."

"Take them down," Paka ordered.

Marek is not an ordinary demon hunter, so he naturally cannot deal with it at will. They have applied many times before, wanting to transfer this guy away.

Even General Garcia had personally communicated with Duke Dressel about this matter, but the result... the Duke seemed to deliberately leave him here.

Not long after Marek and Juana were taken away by the law enforcement team at the Navy Headquarters, Duke Dressel, the Duke of Abetus's Duke of the Duke's Mansion, received news about Marek.

"Do you need to send someone to take him away?" asked Princess Charlotte.

"No, let him stay there for a few days, and I will let Sigmun take him away in person." The Duke said casually.

"Sigmon?!" Charlotte exclaimed, "He came out of the sea of ​​chaos. When? What happened? Was he injured?"

"He was not injured, the mission was completed...what should I say?" The Duke looked confused. "He didn't talk about the specific process, and said he would tell me in person when he came back."

"Also, he mentioned one thing." The Duke emphasized.

"Sigmon told me that he would unify the southern waters and become the pirate king."

Charlotte:(′°Δ°`).
Chapter completed!