boyutpedia Chapter 172 Borsalino's Tumultuous Career Path
Chapter 172 Borsalino's Tumultuous Career Path
Chapter 172 Borsalino's Tumultuous Career Path
Looking at the girl's eyes, which were even more moist, Bazel covered his face in exasperation.
"Oh no! I just wanted to scare her a little. Stop gloating, you monkey!"
"I don't have time to indulge in romance right now!"
"There's already a giantess lusting after my body, and now there's another one."
It's unclear whether Di Yuan, standing nearby, was drunk or simply taking advantage of the alcohol to remove his mask.
She nestled into Bazel's arms like a boneless snake, her long, black hair cascading down, releasing a pleasant fragrance.
With a wine pot in her left hand and a wine cup in her right, she filled a cup and presented it to the man's lips.
Then he looked up at me with the pitiful expression of an abandoned puppy.
"Hey, you can't really only handle one glass of sake, can you? Even a kid could drink three glasses of this strength!"
Unable to push Gion away, Bazel had no choice but to take the wine glass and drink it all in one gulp.
"And aren't you training to become an artist?!"
"What kind of entertainer could be so unable to hold his liquor!"
"The geisha training conducted in Gion is not for those geisha who serve drinks, but for top-tier geisha who can only be admired from afar and not touched."
Borsalino chuckled:
"No matter what, Gion is Tsuru's sister."
"The training ground was also a high-class location carefully selected by the Warring States general. I've heard that high-ranking officials from the World Government occasionally visit there."
"Those people are different from us; they're pursuing what's called spiritual bliss."
"All we ordinary mortals pursue is a fleeting moment of pleasure, hahaha~~"
Bazel pushed the woman away, but Gion pressed against her again a few seconds later.
As always, the wine was served with a pitiful dog expression.
Seeing that Bazel wouldn't drink, he tilted his head back and downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, then poured himself another full glass.
She looked at the man again.
"Ah, ah! I understand, I understand!"
Bazel simply grabbed the flask and emptied the palm-sized flask completely.
"The wine is gone. Please stay quiet."
"Oh dear, the guests have such a large appetite! I'll go order a few more pots then~"
With a dark line hanging down his forehead, Bazel grabbed Diyuan and could only press him into his arms.
He didn't want to drink too much in a place like this; tonight was the day he had arranged to meet Babel.
He felt the woman's cool little hand slip through the gap in his kimono and reach up to his chest, then draw circles on his chest.
Bazel's lips twitched, and he sighed inwardly.
There really are people in this world who get drunk after just one drink—
He could only suppress his burning passion and inexplicable impulse for the time being and shift his attention to Borsalino.
"Why did you follow me here? I remember you haven't graduated yet, right?"
Borsalino waved his hand: "It's already graduation season. Actually, it's been a long time since I went to sea with Teacher Zephyr. Because of your rampage in the Holy Land, I was appointed by the Five Elders as the most special admiral in the Navy."
"Although I haven't graduated yet, I've already reached the rank of brigadier general."
"In other words, as soon as I graduate from the training camp, I will immediately become a Rear Admiral in the Navy Headquarters."
Taking off his sunglasses, Borsalino gave a thumbs up:
"I owe my quick promotion and raise entirely to you, thank you, Bazel!"
Thank yourself?
Bazel looked at him strangely: "Monkey, are you sure this is a good thing?"
"Since you've been promoted to Rear Admiral ahead of schedule, everyone will definitely think you're a member of the Celestial Dragons' faction in the Navy, right?"
"This means your future career path won't be easy."
Borsalino's smile faded: "Which path is easy? Is your path any easier, Bazel?"
"Compared to Dragon, I am already considered lucky. At least the Sengoku general knows my character."
"The reason I privately applied to accompany you on this sea trip is actually because I wanted to talk to you about something."
"you say."
"I want to create an army that only obeys my orders. I asked Dorag, and he told me to ask you."
Borsalino's expression suddenly turned serious.
"Bazaar, what can I do to obtain a special unit that belongs only to me?"
"...—It's very difficult."
Barzel sighed.
"Unless you can become the head of the Navy's Science Unit, the scientist Queen of the Beasts Pirates, ahead of time."
"He was one of the top executives of the former illegal science organization MADS, and he told me a lot about Vegapunk."
"If you really want to create your own army, then getting close to Dr. Vegapunk is the best shortcut."
"Build a naval science force based on his scientific knowledge."
"You personally take charge of that unit and instill your ideology in them before their ideology is fully established."
"Those who agree should stay, and those who disagree should be transferred. This is the fastest way."
"As for the candidate—"
As the empty glass twirled between his fingers, Bazel said softly:
"My personal suggestion is that you choose from among the slaves, because those who have lost their freedom are better able to empathize with your choices and justice."
"But this will only make your already bad reputation worse."
"Because others will think you're like the Celestial Dragons, preferring slave-like subordinates."
"Over time, you will be passively becoming a member of the 'Celestial Dragons faction,' but this is not without its advantages."
"At least the Five Elders really like a navy officer like you, and your chances of becoming a Fleet Admiral will be much higher."
"Reputation and all that~"
Borsalino shook his head and smiled wryly:
"Do you think I still have a good reputation now? Even Sakazuki looks at me differently."
"You know, we're comrades who came from the North Sea together. If even he's starting to doubt me, what will the other naval personnel think of me?"
"Excuse me, madam~"
A short while later, the sound of someone opening the door came from outside.
"Hi, is there anything you need, sir?"
"Two more jugs of wine, please hurry."
"Yes, I understand, I'm coming right away."
Before the drinks were served, neither Bazel nor Borsalino spoke again about anything related to the navy.
Only after the drinks were served and he used his Observation Haki to scan the room and confirm that no one else was outside did the conversation return to its main topic.
"I have embarked on the same lonely path as you. Apart from you and the Warring States, no one understands me, and no one recognizes me."
Seeing that Borsalino was becoming more talkative, Bazel knew that the other man had drunk a bit too much.
But as close friends.
At this point, all you need to do is be a quiet listener, raising your glass in response.
"But I have no way to explain it, yet I do not feel wronged."
goo~
One glass of wine down!
Borsalino's expression grew even more resolute.
Meanwhile, Di Yuan, who was in Bazel's arms, had somehow sobered up and was looking at the drunk man with a complicated expression.
"I, an old man, am fighting for true justice!"
"If I were to die one day, Bazel, when that day truly comes, my justice..."
"I'm entrusting everything to you now!"
"Why say so much?"
Bazel chuckled, raised his glass, and lightly clinked it against Borsalino's.
"We're best friends, I'd never forget something like this even if you didn't tell me."
"Whether it's you, Dorag, or me."
"If one of the three of us dies first, the other two will surely carry on the cause of justice for the other."
"That's right, but now there's one more person!"
Borsalino downed his drink and stared intently at Gion.
"I know you're feeling lost right now, but the reason Bazel and I are letting you hear this isn't to force you to make a choice."
"A new era is about to begin on this vast ocean; the navy needs reform!"
"My dream is for true justice to reign over the sea, not a false justice that can only exist under a certain sky!"
Borsalino's words started off somewhat incoherently, but upon arriving at the garden, he found that he could understand them.
"Low Garden,"
"Think it over carefully. The current Navy is nothing more than a dog chained up by the Celestial Dragons!"
With a crack, several more cracks appeared in the wine glass. Whether it was a genuine outpouring of emotion or a drunken loss of control, Borsalino's expression was terrifyingly grim. "I saw the Celestial Dragons killing civilians, while pirates and fish-men were rescuing slaves. That night, that scene appears in my dreams every single time!"
"Every time I wake up startled, I ask myself, what exactly is true justice?"
"Is this the Celestial Dragons' justice?"
"Is it justice sanctioned by the World Government, or justice from the Navy—"
"No!"
boom!
The wine glass shattered, and the wine splashed out.
Borsalino, however, seemed oblivious.
"True justice should be the justice that allows one to freely fly in the sky and live freely in the light!"
Bazel sighed. "Monkey, you're drunk."
"Excuse me, Gion, just pretend you didn't hear what I just said."
"If you choose not to join, it will cause big trouble for the monkeys."
The man gently set down his glass, a smile still gracing his face.
But for some reason, Gion suddenly felt a chill rise in her heart when she faced the man's gaze.
This man really intended to kill me!
"The monkey is one of my few friends."
"I don't want my dearest friend to fall into any unfavorable situation in the future. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Gion...Miss".