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Hearing Noah's bewitching suggestion, Dorag pondered for a long time.
This suggestion was indeed very tempting to him.
However, Dolag didn't give a direct answer. The Wind Fruit was the foundation of his life. He couldn't just rely on Noah's words to decide his future path.
"Let's talk on your boat."
Dolag decided to talk first, but this was a matter that concerned his family's lives, and it couldn't be finished in a short time.
On this warship, there were countless sailors who had fainted and who knew when they would wake up.
Dolag didn't want to kill his navy subordinates who had been with him for a long time.
"Sure," Noah agreed.
On the pirate ship, Dolag took off his coat of justice and threw it on the deck.
"What, you don't even want to pretend to be righteous when you're on my ship?”
Noelle couldn't help but tease Dolag when he saw his actions.
He found a random place to sit down and watched as Noah busied himself with preparing food and drinks.
"That's all. Let's eat some.”
Noah raised his glass and gestured to Dolag.
The two of them clinked their glasses and drank it all in one go.
"A rear admiral and a pirate drinking together. This world is really full of surprises.”
Dolag sighed.
" That's nothing. A rear admiral, the son of a naval hero, is thinking about toppling the world government. That's the most disillusioned thing.”
Noah looked at Dolag in annoyance. He couldn't bear to see Dolag's messia-like sigh.
"Noah, don't you think that the current World Government is already a dirty and rotten paradise?”
Dorag didn't take offense and changed the topic.
He had to know what Noah thought of him.
This was because it represented the attitude of one of the hegemons of the sea towards what he wanted to do.
"Otherwise, why do you think so many people want to be pirates?”
"Is it because the fish are not easy to catch or the land is not easy to grow?”
Noelle looked at the coat of justice on the ground and couldn't help but laugh.
"This white coat of justice exists to cover up the filth and filth at the bottom.
Dolag, do you really think that your father, the current Great General Sengoku and Zefa the Blackwrist, don't know the truth?”
"No, they know. They are just indulging in their own dreams and deceiving themselves in the name of justice.”
Dolag wanted to say something but stopped. He couldn't refute.
His father, Karp, had repeatedly refused to be promoted to a general. Wasn't this the reason?
"Dolag, anyone who puts their life on the mast to go out to sea, except for a few ambitious people, will not be able to survive on land.”
Noah's eyes were cold.
Most of the people on the Moby Dick were like this.
They were all people abandoned by the world, Marko, Joz, and Bista.
It was just that it was not enough for outsiders to know.
The path Dolag was going to take was difficult and dangerous.
However, it was indeed great.
Following Noah's gaze, Dolag also looked at the Navy Justice Coat on the ground.
The name of justice was becoming more and more ironic.
"In a few years, there will be a few tough guys in the next navy. You have to be prepared.”
Noah said slowly.
Dolag wanted to rope in Noah and the White Beard Pirates. Of course, Noah wanted to rope in Dolag and the Revolutionary Army.
After all, it was beneficial to both sides.
What if fate dictated that the gears of the world were irreversible, and there would still be wars in the future?
With more allies, he was more confident.
Noah believed that Dolag was thinking the same.
However, since it was an alliance, the one who proposed it first would naturally suffer.
Dorag kept using righteousness to tempt Noah, and Noah also used Dorag's isolation and lack of help to suppress him.
He was a thousand-year-old fox.
" A Heavenly Dragon…" Dolagh seemed to sigh.
"To put it bluntly, it's just gathering the power of the world to support a race. There's nothing strange about it.”
Noah raised his eyebrows and looked at Dolag's well-defined face.
"What you're doing now is just putting on the skin of justice and being an accomplice of the Heavenly Dragon people.”
"Yes, that's why it has to change."
Dolag did not want to beat around the bush. Time was of the essence, so he decided to get straight to the point.
"Noah, on behalf of the future Revolutionary Army, I propose an alliance with the White Beard Pirates.”
Dolag stood up and stared at Noah's young and handsome face as he made a solemn request.
"I, Edward Noah, as the deputy captain of the White Beard Pirates, agree to an alliance.”
Noelle stood up and looked at Dolag.
The two hands clasped together.
"Now, let's talk about our first collaboration.”
Noah spoke first.
Dolag was only in the navy now, and he hadn't even seen the shadow of the Revolutionary Army.
If they wanted their allies to be useful at the critical moment, they had to support them appropriately.
"Let me show my sincerity first.”
Noah stretched lazily.
"You already know that your Wind Fruit is a superhuman fruit, but it has the state of a nature fruit.
Therefore, rather than saying that he was controlling the wind, it would be better to say that he was controlling the airflow.”
Dolag nodded. He had noticed this as well.
"So, you have two directions for development.”
Noah reached out and gestured to Dolag.
"The first is to treat it as a Natural Wind Fruit. Exploiting the wind speed, the weather, and the environment to change this direction.”
"The second is to treat it as a superhuman air fruit…Do you understand?”
Noelle was a little annoyed that Dorag didn't respond. After saying so much, did Dolag understand?
He was going to talk about gas bombs and high-speed particle flows.
"If you can understand, continue."
Dolag listened very seriously. Given the scientific development of the pirate world, Dolag had never thought of this direction of development.
Noah's words opened a new door for him.
The sky was getting dark. The navy on the warship had already woken up five or six times, and all of them had been knocked out by Dorag or Noah.
This was the only use of Conqueror Color.
"That's about it. Do you understand now? If you don't, go back and slowly think about it.”
Noah's mouth was dry from talking. After explaining, he immediately took a sip of wine.
Lecturing was never a good job, no matter which world it was.
"Your turn, Dolag. I've already expressed my greatest sincerity.”
Dorag was still immersed in the development of the fruit and ignored Noah's words.
"Dong dong, I'm asking you a question."
Noah knocked on the table impatiently.
"I don't have any news about the fruit."
Dolag said. Looking at Noah's disappointed expression, he held back his laughter and continued,
"However, I have accurate information about the Supreme Swift Saber.”
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