Seven days have passed since the demise of the Cliff Pirates.

A naval warship with a seagull wrench flag was flying high, sailing towards the original island of Clik territory at full speed.

Smoger stood at the bow and looked ahead. The rich cigar smoke blocked his gloomy face, but created the tense and heavy atmosphere a little more depressing.

After dealing with the corrupt navy of the Sixteenth Branch of the East China Sea, Smog was preparing to return home to Roger Town to guard the sea.

But before he could set off, he heard a very shocking news through the Navy's intelligence system:

The largest pirate group in the East China Sea, the Cliff Pirates, was destroyed, and the Knight named Garen became the new ruler of that inexhaustible land.

After hearing this news, Smog turned the bow without saying a word and sailed straight towards the sea area where the former Clik territory was located.

"Have you arrived?"

Smog didn't know how many times it was turning his head and shouting loudly.

The gloomy face and irritable tone made the navigators in the army scare into a cold sweat every time they answered Smog.

"Col. Smoger, calm down."

Dasqi blocked Smog without fear, blocking Smog's extremely oppressive nameless fire for his colleagues.

She comforted her in a gentle voice:

"The information we received did not say that Senior Garen was a pirate!"

"snort!"

Smog spit out a large cloud of smoke from his mouth and nose without any image, and said angrily:

"Run into the pirate's nest and occupy the land as king. What is this not a pirate?"

"Wait a few more days, maybe I will see his reward order!"

"impossible!"

Dasqi, who usually has a gentle temperament like a little rabbit, now confronts his boss in a slightly angry tone:

"A man who can use the righteous secret of kendo will never fall into a pirate!"

Daschi paused and expressed her brief and powerful voice: "I believe in him."

There was no trace of doubt or hesitation in her eyes.

Smog didn't say anything, but just smoked a cigarette quietly.

After a while, he said slowly in a cold tone:

“It’s best as you think.”

"Otherwise, I will definitely end him with my own hands."

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The warship sailed for a while, and the large deep-water harbor on the island of the former Cliff Territory finally came into the vision of a number of navy forces.

This place is a bit more lively than when Klik was there in the past. Various fishing boats and cargo ships come and go, almost filling the vast port.

Smoger's attention was all attracted by those warships:

The warships left by the Cliff Pirates stood in the harbor like mountains, with sailing turrets stretching in a row, and any of them were not as large as his naval colonel's ship.

"Such a huge scale, such a sufficient firepower..."

Smoger's eyes were even more serious:

"Galen is a big plan!"

Hearing the conspiracy theory spoken by his boss, Dasqi once again stood up without retreating:

"Col. Smoger, don't speculate on Senior Garen!"

"There are no pirate flags flying on these warships!"

Smog was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he noticed that there was no shadow of black flags on those majestic large warships;

They hang a flag that Smog had never seen before:

The pure white background color, the pattern in the middle is a dazzling golden light sword falling from the sky.

Such color schemes and patterns make the flag not as terrifying as the pirate flag, but is filled with a breath of justice and light.

This is a banner designed by Galen himself—

It is actually the skill icon of Garen's ultimate move in the game.

Seeing such a flag, Smoger's mentality became slightly more stable:

At least Galen hasn't blatantly hung up any pirate flag.

But after many anti-corruption actions, Smog no longer trusts superficial justice as before;

With the worst plan, Smoger ordered all his naval soldiers to prepare for battle before landing on the island.

He even ordered the warships to rush into the harbor and kill the pier with a rush.

The reactions of those unknown militants on the dock are also worthy of Smog’s suspicion:

From the moment they saw the flags of the naval warships, many people took up their weapons in surprise.

Get closer and you can clearly hear what they shouted:

"Not good! A navy is here!"

Hearing such obvious hostility, Smog's expression immediately became serious.

Before the warship could stop, Smog took the lead in turning into a cloud of smoke and flew to the panic-looking militants.

A young militant clutch held the musket nervously and pointed the muzzle at Smog with fear.

This is already a blatant hostility, and it almost puts the word "pirate" on your face.

Smoger's mood suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, and his hands holding the weapon suddenly increased their strength, making his veins burst and his joints turn white.

However, before Smog could hit someone, he slapped the "pirate" hard on the back of the head.

A man who looked like a small cadre slapped heavily, causing the "pirate" to stagger, and said angrily:

"Why do you still treat yourself as a pirate?"

"You are now a legal employee of Lord Garen!"

"Mr. Galen emphasized many times that the naval soldiers are friendly troops! When the navy comes, you must be well treated!"

The young cadre took down the young man's gun and scolded him bloodily:

"You bastard! What do you want to do when you point the gun at your friendly army?"

"Go to apologize to me!"

Then, Smog looked at the scene he had never imagined in amazement:

The young man who was regarded as a pirate ran to him with respect and bowed and apologized until he nodded and then retreated back into the team with fear.

“What’s going on?”

Smog asked in surprise.

The young cadre immediately replied enthusiastically:

"Hello, Chief of the Navy!"

"That guy was a minion under Click before, and those old pirates have not yet been completely renovated."

"I will have to let him write some political reports and ideological reviews when I go back this time!"

When dealing with the captives of Cliffs and soldiers of the Cliff, Galen specially opened a special channel for them to "prove their innocence" -

That is, let those pirates take the initiative to sign up for the "Great Sword Evil Degree Testing Ceremony".

As long as they can pass the recognition of the Sword of Justice, those pirates can regain their freedom.

And the consequences of the test failure...it goes without saying.

Garen used his ultimate move to kill dozens of villains in a row, and there were not many pirates who dared to sign up for the test;

But there are more than 300 pirate soldiers who are not stained with silt and less than 30% of the evils registered and passed the harsh review and became legal employees of Galen.

Smog roughly understood the identity of the young man, but asked in confusion:

"Political report, ideological review..."

"What are these?"

However, the cadre smiled and explained in detail:

"Sir, you may not know:"

"Our leader, Lord Galen, has a strange ability to distinguish between good and evil!"

"Only good people with low evil levels can serve as cadres in the organization."

"Every level of position has corresponding evil level requirements."
To be continued...