NOVEL NEXT Chapter 206: Chapter 206: Chief Instructor Zefa
Chapter 206: Chief Instructor Zefa
Tsuru shook her head. She shouldn't have had any hope in Garp.
He left while Sengoku continued attacking Garp furiously.
Meanwhile, Zefa sat on the edge of his bed, thinking about his wife, his children, and Garp's words.
The pain was unbearable.
"Why is this happening to me?! Ugh!"
Zefa buried his face in his hands and wept.
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The next day, Zefa walked into the Marshal's office and stood firm in front of Kong, his eyes filled with resolve.
"Marshal, I've made up my mind! I will continue as an admiral, but I refuse to go out to sea. From now on, I want to focus on training new recruits!"
Kong studied him closely.
"Have you really thought this through?"
"Yes. I've made my decision," Zefa replied with certainty.
Kong sighed but nodded.
"Very well. From this moment on, you will serve as the Chief Instructor of the Navy Headquarters' new recruits while retaining your rank as Admiral. You will be responsible for training and nurturing new talent for the navy."
Kong stamped an official appointment letter and handed it to Zefa.
News of Zefa's new position spread quickly.
The navy wasted no time in publishing a carefully crafted version of the story in the newspapers.
The news shocked the world.
In the navy, it was met with enthusiasm.
Zefa's new role sparked a massive recruitment campaign, drawing countless individuals with a sense of justice to join the navy.
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"Why do you want to join the navy?"
An interviewer asked a young man with a determined expression.
"To eradicate all evil!"
The man answered without hesitation.
Suddenly, streams of molten lava erupted from his body.
The room fell silent.
Everyone stared in shock at the resolute man wearing a hat.
At another location, the same question was asked.
"Why do you want to join the navy?"
"I heard the navy pays well! Seems like a decent job," a man with a sly grin replied, casually picking his nails.
The interviewer's face twitched.
But then, he glanced at the application form.
Without another word, the interviewer stamped "PASS" on the form.
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"Hahahaha! Zefa! I'm leaving my son in your hands. Train him well, beat him if necessary! Don't worry about me!"
Garp pushed his son forward and patted him on the shoulder.
"Ugh!"
Dragon, embarrassed by the attention, blushed as Garp continued slapping his back.
"Leave it to me," Zefa responded with a small smile.
Zefa was very familiar with Dragon—after all, Garp had been bringing him to Marine Headquarters for the past two years.
Almost everyone knew Garp's son by now.
Unlike his father, Dragon wasn't loud or eccentric. He was quiet, serious, and treated everyone with kindness.
Bang!
"Don't just stand there, call him 'Uncle'!"
Garp smacked Dragon on the head.
Dragon stumbled but quickly steadied himself.
Suppressing his frustration, he bowed respectfully.
"Uncle," he said.
Zefa's face softened as he nodded.
It was the first time he had smiled in a month.
Zefa had always been fond of Dragon. He wasn't like most arrogant second-generation officers—he was humble, diligent, and courageous.
Many in the navy admired the boy's potential, believing he had inherited his father's talent.
Even Fleet Admiral Kong saw Dragon as a future candidate for admiral.
With Garp as his father, Dragon had a natural advantage.
Instead of being sent straight into combat, he spent time under Vice Admiral Tsuru, learning naval administration and strategic planning.
Tsuru had taken a personal interest in mentoring him, determined not to let Garp turn him into another reckless lunatic.
She often complained that if Garp had brought Dragon to Marine Headquarters earlier, he would have been an admiral by now.
Garp simply laughed and said, "I'll train him into the strongest marine!"
No one objected.
Now that Zefa had become the navy's chief instructor, Garp seized the opportunity to place Dragon under his care.
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Naval bases across the world gathered young talents and sent them to Marine Headquarters.
When the first batch of recruits arrived, the navy's true strength became evident.
"Logia-type Magma Fruit! Logia-type Pika Pika no Mi! Excellent! Excellent! These are rare talents. We must train them well!"
Kong beamed as he reviewed the reports.
These Devil Fruit users would greatly enhance the navy's combat power.
They would shape the future of the navy.
Zefa, holding the same reports, smiled for the first time in weeks.
"I'll leave them in your hands," Kong said seriously.
"Train them well. In one year, I want results."
"Don't worry, Marshal! I will give it my all. I hope to turn them into great admirals!"
Zefa saluted before leaving to prepare for the recruits' arrival.
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One year later, Zefa stood before hundreds of young recruits, his posture strong, his uniform crisp.
"Listen up!"
"I will be training you for the next year. Some of you may already know my name. I am Admiral Zefa, but here, I prefer another title—Instructor!"
"You will all address me as Instructor!"
Zefa's voice was firm and commanding.
"I will teach you how to fight. I will teach you how to face pirates. But be warned—if you cannot meet my standards, you will be dismissed immediately. I do not tolerate weakness!"
His sharp gaze swept across the group.
The recruits felt a chill run down their spines.
"YES, INSTRUCTOR!" they shouted in unison.
Zefa nodded approvingly.
"Good! But let's see just how strong you really are."
A smirk formed on his face as he clenched his fists.
"For your first lesson… whoever is still standing after my next attack will be graded as 'Excellent' this month!"
Before the recruits could react, Zefa's massive fist surged forward.
BOOM!
A powerful shockwave blasted through the training field.
Dust and debris filled the air.
The new recruits barely had time to comprehend what had just happened.
Some groaned on the ground.
Some were unconscious.
A select few were still standing, though barely.
Zefa smirked.
"Welcome to hell, recruits!"
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