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Laurentina embarked on her first patrol mission.
Chapter Fifteen: Can This Even Be Called a Challenge? (Please Support and Add to Favorites)
"Swallow it all with gratitude."
On a warship in the Grand Line, Tina, dressed in a fuchsia business suit, was smiling as she ate a Pocky stick.
Hmm...
Laurentina, who was slowly chewing on a piece of pan-fried steak, almost choked, and her innate elegance nearly crumbled.
Japanese lady, calm down.
"Mmm, Tina's steak is delicious. The aroma is amazing and the taste is perfect."
"Haha, that's good. Looks like I should thank the chef who taught me."
Tina swirled the wine in her glass, the rich red wine releasing a heavy, fruity aroma, and she took a delightful sip.
On the sea, a slanting wind carried a light drizzle, and the morning rain curtain shrouded the entire sea in a deep blue. The navigator said there was a winter island nearby, and cold currents from the island spread outwards in all directions, making the surrounding ocean cold and shrinking.
"Reporting to the Colonel, the Knight Pirates have been spotted at the ten o'clock position ahead."
Inside the cabin, a naval officer with a single ponytail reports to Tina.
"The Knight Pirates?" Tina frowned, instinctively holding the Pocky stick in her hand like a cigarette. "Are they the remnants of the Knights who were driven out by the people of Polysia?"
"Yes."
"Fire first to wear them down, then move the ship closer!"
"Yes, sir!" The woman with the single ponytail saluted and left.
Polycia, a knightly nation that occupies that winter island, has a history of rulers who believe in the virtues of chivalry, pursuing qualities such as humility, honor, sacrifice, and honesty.
The Templar Knights under its command are the strongest fighting force in the country. The best of the selected are comparable to the Navy's officers. The country has always been a place that pirates avoid.
The efforts of several generations of kings have transformed Polycia into a major power in the region, ranking among the top ten even among the member states of the World Government.
Until the throne passed to the current king, Buozon, after a period of diligent governance, this guy, while not exactly highly respected, was at least universally disliked.
After wreaking havoc domestically, Buozion turned his attention to the northern islands abroad, to his arch-enemy, Uara.
After five days of mobilization, the conquest plan was implemented. The operation, ordered by King Buozon, involved ten Knights Templar, and was codenamed "The Knightly Mission"...
Thus, the knighthood collapsed, Buozion became a student abroad, the people's anger ignited the crumbling nation, and the rebel army, led by the prince, swept through the land.
Franz, the Templar Commander and a staunch supporter of Buozon, was forced into exile and formed a notorious knight pirate crew.
Knights and pirates...what an ironic combination.
Boom boom boom!
A tremor ran through the cabin, and the load-bearing structure creaked.
"Huh? It's that strong?"
The next instant, deafening shouts of battle erupted.
Tina picked up the cloak, shook it, and draped it over her shoulders before quickly walking out of the cabin.
On the deck, the Navy was locked in a fierce battle with the pirates, and the situation became dire after Franz, with a bounty of 140 million Berries, joined the fray.
"Colonel, that guy on the other side is very strong."
She took down a pirate with a sword, her single ponytail wielding a knife, and said in a deep voice.
Tina isn't blind; she can see.
The man opposite, clad entirely in golden armor, wielded a knight's lance and rode a heavily armored warhorse, fully armed.
They charged back and forth in the navy.
"With the honor of the knights at stake, victory will ultimately be ours!"
"oh!!!"
Inspired by Franz, the group of pirates in tattered armor were filled with fighting spirit, and their swords seemed to swing with even more power.
Several seriously wounded pirates even stubbornly stood up and continued to join the battle.
"Tch, a Knight-Knight Fruit user, what a nuisance."
Tina stretched out her hands, and the fence-like iron railings quickly extended, surrounding everyone.
"Qiaoyushan!"
She clasped her hands together, and the two iron bars instantly closed, binding both the navy and the pirates.
Of course, Franz is an exception.
He stood proudly on the iron railing, his eyes filled with disdain, riding his warhorse.
"Black Cage Tina, you are quite good, but unfortunately, glory does not shine upon you."
As he spoke, his warhorse snorted and then suddenly accelerated, charging forward at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to keep up with.
The incredible speed created a gust of wind, and Franz, wielding his spear, arrived in an instant like a golden, steel behemoth.
"The Gun of Sanction!"
The knight's lance thrust violently, and the howling wind was like a sharp blade, taking away a few strands of Tina's long hair.
Tina narrowed her eyes and simply locked all the restrainers to the ground, then looked at Franz.
With a wave of her right hand, a series of enormous black spears materialized out of thin air and then thrust forward at lightning speed.
"Black Gun Formation!"
Franz straightened his body, holding his spear in front of him, which materialized into a semi-transparent white shield. The flying spear only caused a series of ripples.
Then, with a backhand push, the wave that appeared out of nowhere flew towards Tina like a cannonball.
"Shield of Justice!"
"Hmph, you want to fight against the Templars? Go train for a few more decades before you talk!"
Franz parried all the attacks, and Tina's expression turned somewhat grim. She barely dodged the air cannon and said disdainfully:
"Justice? It's a disgrace to hear such a villain like you utterly speak of it."
Dang Dang Dang.
Tina and Franz clashed in close combat, exchanging blows, until Tina's body disappeared from her subordinates' sight.
Laurentina took the opportunity to free up all the navy personnel, her gaze shifting between Tina and Franz.
The two are about the same in terms of physical skills, but Franz is better in terms of Devil Fruit ability.
The Rider-Rider Fruit greatly enhances combat power.
The navy officer's expression was grave, and the adjutant with a single ponytail raised his flintlock pistol but struggled to pull the trigger for a long time.
Franz's worth is far more than 1 million. What are those guys on the evaluation team doing?
Deng!
The two sides separated again and confronted each other on the deck.
Tina looked somewhat disheveled, while Franz seemed completely unaffected.
At that moment, he also noticed the situation: the sailors had all broken free of their restraints, and that was...
Franz's gaze lingered on Laurentina.
What a nice view...
Wait, white hair; red eyes?
Franz was startled and broke out in a cold sweat; that guy was someone who had killed a supernova.
We can't hold back anymore.
"Born to glory, to die with honor, my heart is like my sword, unyielding and unbreakable. Gentlemen, lend me your strength!"
"Oh! For honor!"
"The Halo of Dedication!"
In Laurentina's view, the pirate henchmen's condition rapidly deteriorated, while Franz's aura reached a terrifying level.
The exposed skin gradually turned golden.
Tina threw a black gun, but he didn't dodge it and took the hit directly; the black gun didn't leave a single mark on his body.
"Hahaha, the moment the knights offer their power, the whole world is at my feet."
Franz grinned maliciously as he walked forward, the sturdy steel deck crumbling beneath his feet.
"Tsk, that's impressive." Tina frowned.
"Sister Tina, let me go," Lauren Tina finally couldn't help but say.
Chapter Sixteen: Protecting the Fruit and the Seven Warlords of the Sea (New book, please add to your collection and comment)
Looking at Lauren Tina's determined expression, Tina couldn't help but sigh.
"Alright... If you can't win, don't force it. I've already called for reinforcements."
"Do not worry."
Laurentina gave him a reassuring smile and turned to face Franz.
"Has the person been changed? It doesn't matter. A true knight never yields to violence. Repent before this lance."
Franz smiled arrogantly, his gilded spear gleaming coldly in the silver lightning. He charged forward with spear in hand, the compressed air even carrying a trace of golden electric arc.
"Holy Cross!"
He brandished his spear, unleashing a cross-shaped slash that hurtled straight at Laurentina's face.
hum~
The girl spread her black bat wings and leaped away, easily dodging the slash. The flying golden light made her long hair and pure black nun's clothes look extremely bright.
With Tina, she doesn't have to wear the ugly basic navy uniform.
"Can this really be called a challenge?"
A murderous intent erupted from the girl's eyes, an intent that permeated the drizzle, mingled with the slanting wind, and solidified into a suffocating stagnation on the precarious sea.
That's a bit too strong.
Tina bit her lip, her purple sunglasses concealing her surprise.
The group of navy men swallowed hard and stood there, stunned.
Franz's voice was hoarse, and his smile froze on his face.
"A knight is a sublime being who illuminates the entire sea. Blasphemer, die!"
Laurentina gripped the long-handled circular saw tightly, accompanied by a surge of fighting spirit.
A full hum filled the air as the precision circular saw rotated on its own, flashing orange-yellow sparks.
The girl stood still in the air with her eyes closed, sensing the sudden downpour. With a gentle wave of her hand, the deep blue slash seemed to blend into the rhythm of the rain, shooting out with a seemingly slow but actually fast speed.
"Deep Sea Concerto: Song of the Rainstorm!"
"Huh, pretentious!"
Franz conjured an air shield, only to be astonished to find that it was utterly ineffective in stopping the rain of slashes.
Raindrops pelted his face.
If you listen carefully, you can almost hear a cheerful and fast-paced melody in the rain, like a rondo concerto for a festive celebration.
The deep blue slashes grew faster and faster, reaching their peak.
The blows landed on Franz's body, sounding like raindrops splashing on leaves, a flurry of impacts. Then came the roar of a torrential downpour. Like bayonets, they left hole after hole in Franz's head.
Fast-slow-fast, the slashes slowly passed through his body, their force unabated, shooting into the seawater and splashing up a dense barrage of slashes.
Rain streamed down the vampire princess's wings, thunder rumbled in the sky, and from the deck, one could see Franz's deathbed terror. Deep blue raindrops pierced through the darkness, creating a cheerful melody on the gloomy sea.
Quiet.
As quiet as a dead person.