This is the big square in front of the Marineford Fortress... a small square next to it.
It's not far from the boot camp, but it's large enough for two boot camps. Ordinary recruits seldom come here except for combat training. Only those in the elite battalion, hailed as monsters by the recruits, train here every day.
Since their strength is already considerable, a narrow field would only limit their performance.
When I arrived at the small square, I saw several recruits training: some were engaged in one-on-one combat, while others meditated cross-legged with a samurai sword resting on their knees. The most striking figure was a giant, about 4 meters tall, doing squats with an iron block larger than himself.
"Kuzan... General, who are they?" I initially wanted to call him "teacher," but before the frost spread from Kuzan's body, I wisely chose to change my words.
Hearing my question, Kuzan retracted his actions and explained, "Oh, you mean them? They are the guys in the elite camp."
"Elite camp..." I repeated the name. As the name suggests, only the strongest recruits are in the elite camp, and each of them is a top choice from countless navies.
Graduating from the elite camp guarantees a minimum rank of colonel. Corresponding to this prestigious treatment is an extremely difficult graduation assessment, but so far, no one has ever failed to graduate.
With the presence of the former general, the iron-faced instructor, Zefa, the possibility of passing through improper means can be ruled out. Therefore, those who enter the elite battalion will likely become the backbone of the navy in the future. Some may even rise to the rank of general.
It's important to note that generals like Kuzan, Sakaski, and Kizaru all graduated from here.
Seeing Kuzan, the members of the elite camp who were training stopped and saluted him in unison.
"General Green Pheasant!"
"Well, you guys continue... I just brought a kid over for training." Kuzan said listlessly, pointing to me.
Hearing this, I froze and looked at him in disbelief.
"Hold on! This guy is so treacherous. Is it really necessary to put me in such a difficult situation?"
As a highly respected admiral, does he really need to explain himself to these new recruits? Wouldn't it be better to maintain his usual cold demeanor? This feels like an obvious trap!
Sure enough, when they heard Kuzan's words, the eyes of several recruits locked onto me, and the giant glared at me fiercely: "Is this the kid?"
Seeing this, Kuzan's mouth pulled into a brief smile, which immediately disappeared: "Yes, his fruit ability has a relatively large range, and it can only be used here."
"You bastard! You even revealed my information to them?" I couldn't help but get angry, but I quickly turned cheerful.
"Yeah, that's why Mr. Kuzan brought me here—he said he wanted to teach me how to develop my Devil Fruit abilities."
Forgive my 24-year-old self for being so cute; anyway, I'm not afraid of looking foolish with my baby face!
Since you aren't being kind, don't blame me for being unjust. Let's go, bring it on!
"You actually called General Green Pheasant by his name! Wait..." The giant said, suddenly stunned, then a group of recruits shouted.
"Old... Old teacher!"
Kuzan's eyes twitched, feeling as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly. Facing their surprised, puzzled, and even disappointed expressions, he explained helplessly, "I didn't accept him as an apprentice; I just taught him a little. That's all."
"Well, Mr. Kuzan, there's a saying: what you can't teach, you can still be called a teacher. For example, if I can't write, but someone teaches me, even if he's just a boatman, he is my teacher.
I don't know how to cook, but the little girl who sells flowers taught me how to cook. She is also my teacher. Not just for me, but for everyone. Even we humans learn from nature—how to make fire, use tools, and build houses. Therefore, Mr. Kuzan, you taught me how to develop my fruit ability, so you are also my teacher. Right, Mr. Kuzan?"
I kept talking about teachers, leaving the group speechless.
Kuzan touched the blindfold on his forehead and asked, "Where did you hear this?"
"Well, it should be from the East Blue; I remember we met at Baratie, the restaurant on the sea before that."
"East Blue... I see."
After the incident, Admiral Aokiji, one of the three naval admirals, took the initiative to apply for a trip to the East Blue. For three consecutive months, the entire East Blue was disturbed.
Hearing that Kuzan had no objections, the giant's eyes filled with tears, and he whimpered, "Woooooo! General Green Pheasant, you... you have even accepted an apprentice!"
Hey, it's disgusting for you to cry like this when you're such a big man.
I complained in my heart.
Suddenly, he stopped crying and looked at me with anger and determination.
"Little devil! Let's have a showdown! I want to see what you can do to make General Green Pheasant accept you as a disciple!"
"Ah?"
Seeing this, Aokiji felt relieved; the day's plan was almost ruined, but thankfully, Aldo was still easy to manipulate.
Aldo was the name of this little giant, who stood at 4.3 meters tall. While in the boot camp, he admired the three admirals of the Navy, who had also graduated from there. After Kuzan rescued him, he wanted to worship Kuzan as a master. However, Kuzan, who disliked trouble and preferred to be lazy, never agreed.
Today, Kuzan appeared in front of him again, and he even accepted a disciple. Aldo couldn't contain himself and challenged me.
I looked at him calmly, then turned my head and tugged at the corner of Kuzan's clothes, squinting my eyes and asking silently: "Is this your purpose?"
Kuzan replied with an expression that said, "What do you want to ask? I don't understand; should I ask?"
Now it was my turn to have a headache. Looking at Aldo's expression, it was clear he was taking this challenge seriously.
"Loya, you can give it a try. After all, you'll join the elite camp in a month. It's good to build relationships with your companions first."
"Hey, I'm tired."
I shook my head in agreement.
"Then let me be the referee. The rule is that there are no rules, as long as you don't make a deadly move!"
Kuzan raised his hand and declared. Of course, no one was more suitable to be the referee than him, so naturally, no one objected.
"What do you mean, as long as you don't kill me? You want me to be beaten, don't you?"
I rolled my eyes in exasperation.
Aldo on the opposite side took his position, like a bull, nostrils flaring.
"Come on! Loya, I want you to know that the weak are not qualified to stand beside General Green Pheasant! Even if General Green Pheasant accepts you as a disciple, you won't win my approval!"
In the face of this challenge, I spread my hands: What can I do? I am also very desperate!