"Why is recovery so slow this time? Do you want to avoid training?"

At dusk, two warships were sailing. On Garp's dog-headed warship, Garp stuck a thick finger into his nostril, and looked at the mummy wearing sunglasses lying on the deck chair.

Bogart on the side, his face covered with sweat at this time, did not dare to answer Garp's question at all, and quickly cast a look of help to Polusalino on the side.

Polusalino reached out to support his pair of brown sunshade glasses, and said, "The afterglow tonight is so dazzling~"

Although he didn't answer the question directly, it attracted Karp's attention. He turned to Polusalino and said, "Tell me, is there something wrong?"

As soon as these words came out, Polusalino didn't react, but Garp's own forehead had several drops of sweat. He thought of his old comrades in arms Sengoku and Crane, he thought of Kong, and thought of his son Dorag.

If he beat Skyler to good or bad, where would he put his old face? No. How can you think about face at this time? What if the training in the afternoon interrupts Skyler's future?

Upon hearing this, Polusalino stretched out his hand and pretended to pat himself lightly, as if he was looking for something. As an old smoker, Garp could tell at a glance that Polusalino was looking for cigarettes.

Only then did he suddenly realize that there seemed to be something in his pocket that he shouldn't have, and he quickly took out the cigarettes and lighter that belonged to Polusalino in his pocket.

Polusalino, who took his cigarette and lighter, lit himself a sip, and then said: "Don't worry, I was knocked out by your punch in the end, and now I can't eat or replenish energy.

When she wakes up at night, just eat something, but I don’t know if the Skyler sauce will leave any shadow~”

Garp just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Polusalino's comfort, but when he heard the back, he raised his breath again in an instant, because nothing happened to Skyler.

Skyler is now the naval benchmark that several of them are supposed to cultivate, and today, Karp also saw that Skyler has a talent worthy of cultivation by several people.

If he broke such a seedling, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life. In a hurry, Garp hurriedly asked the cooking soldiers on the warship to light a fire and barbecue, and the oven was set up on the deck.

At the same time, let the navy at the helm reduce the speed of sailing, and try to return to Marin Vandor after Skyler wakes up. With the recovery power of the girl's body, as long as she wakes up and takes in enough nutrients, maybe on the way from the port to Crane's house. Enough.

The hard work paid off. Stimulated by the aroma of barbecue, the mummy lying on the deck chair and wearing sunglasses moved a bit, and then the mummy raised his hand and pulled at his face.

The bandage covering the mouth and nose was torn off, and the mummy breathed greedily, enjoying the air full of the aroma of barbecue.

In fact, Skyler's injury was not that serious. It might just be a personal habit of medical soldiers to wrap her up as a mummy.

Seeing the girl's movements, Karp quickly directed Bogart and shouted, "Refill her drink!"

Bogart nodded, and put the straw connected to the large wooden barrel near Skyler's mouth. Skyler, whose head was still drowsy, bit the straw accurately, and then sipped vigorously.

A barrel of drink was completely wiped out within the breath, this is the real storm inhalation, Skyler, who drank the absolute drink, was so happy that he tilted his jiojio.

She rolled over and rolled down from the reclining chair. Since her legs were tied together, after she stabilized her figure at this moment, she could only bounce towards the source of the smell of barbecue.

The cooking soldiers were very sensible, and they quickly decomposed the roasted meat into sizes suitable for the entrance without Garp's command.

On the side, the female medical soldier who bandaged Skyler quickly fed Skyler.

This meal is the longest meal the girl has eaten since she came to this sea.

It's not just a matter of the female soldier's feeding speed, but also because her appetite has never been better, and her appetite has never been higher.

"Hi~"

A long belch came out, and Skyler, supported by the female soldier, returned to the couch. Just as he lay down, the sleepy snot bubble appeared.

Seeing this, more than a dozen cooking soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed their shoulders, elbows, and wrists one after another. Karp finished eating Skyler, and laughed loudly, saying:

"Ahaha~ After going back, everyone will take twenty catties of sea beast meat back to reward their wives and children!!"

"Thank you Lieutenant General Garp!"

These cooking soldiers have followed Karp for a long time, and thanks to this reason, otherwise, this fast, precise, and large-scale barbecue skill would not be able to be practiced at all.

But soon the smiles on their faces froze, because Garp patted his stomach and said, "It's just right, I'm hungry too, you guys should bake some more, hard work!"

".Yes, Lieutenant General Garp~"

This answer was a little weak, but Garp didn't care, he seldom cared about these details, if he cared about everything, it would be so tiring.

During the next dinner, Karp decided that if he went to eat AA-made meals by himself in the future, he must ask Polusalino for no other reason, because Polusalino's appetite is really small.

I don't know if it's the taste difference or what, so I broke two bananas, ate a small piece of barbecue, and sat sideways to start smoking again, as if smoking would make my stomach fuller.

Schuyler's training ground is not far from Marin Fando, even if he was ordered to slow down, he still arrived at the port of Marin Fando before the afterglow of dusk completely dissipated.

Garp, who had just finished eating the barbecue and was still sipping the taste, suddenly stared because he saw a person he didn't really want to see now, and that was Lieutenant Admiral Tsuru of the Navy Headquarters.

Before he had time to hide himself, his warship docked. The crane below, with a light leap, stood gracefully on the deck of the dog-headed warship the next moment.

Crane glanced around, frowned slightly, and scanned back and forth again, but still couldn't find Skyler, but Garp and Polusalino were clearly there.

Crane was going to take another look at the end, and ask Karp and Polusalino if he still couldn't find it, but just when she was about to speak, the mummy lying on the deck chair caught her attention.

"Same height, same body shape, and the same type of glasses, and there are two very iconic sabers next to them"

Crane pondered in his heart, then looked at Karp, and asked, "What's wrong with Skyler?"

Karp scratched his forehead, sweat continued to flow, struggling and said: "Ahaha, Skyler went to bed after training and had a full meal. I'm afraid she'll catch a cold."

He didn't believe Karp's nonsense at all, walked up to the mummy, stretched out his right hand, the armed domineering condensed on her fingertips, and with a light wave of his hand, the bandage was cut off.

The bandages were untied, and the expected scars did not appear. Except for some dirty and frayed clothes, the Schuylers were fine.

Karp also took a look, heaved a sigh of relief, this powerful resilience is really beneficial, he laughed again, the laughter was much harder than before, and said: "I'll just say, You don't believe it, haha~"

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