Chapter 20 Join the special training camp

Zefa's expression changed instantly, "Who told you about the special training camp?"

"I saw it myself." Aizen said calmly without panicking.

"See?" Zefa was a little puzzled.

Because it was only the first day, he took the information home. During the rest of the time, all the information about the special training camp was placed in the office.

And the day he brought the information home, the information was always under his nose, and it was impossible for Aizen to have a chance to look through the information.

"Yeah." Aizen closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw a blood-red three-wheeled magatama.

Zefa was not shocked because he had already seen Aizen's eyes when he arrived on the day of Fina's accident.

"What's the power of your eyes?" Zefa said.

"Well, within a certain range, I can see through." Aizen said.

"I saw that you had been staying in the study since you came home that day. I took a look and saw it."

Zefa was silent, then picked up a piece of paper, covered it with his hand and wrote a word, just about to speak, Aizen interrupted him.

"Whether word."

Zefa was silent, then slowly stood up, walked to the door, opened the door, observed it, and then locked the door.

Zefa said softly: "Is this your devil fruit ability?"

Aizen was silent for a moment, then said, "No."

Originally, Aizen planned to tell everyone that this is his devil fruit ability, which is the safest and safest.

If others know that this is a racial ability, then Aizen will face unprecedented danger, and his fate can be referred to that of the Lunaria clan.

It ranges from having your eyes plucked out by the enemy and planting them on your body, to the worst case being imprisoned in the World Government's laboratory for slice experiments.

But when Aizen faced Zefa, he still couldn't tell these lies.

Zefa's expression changed instantly, "How many people have you... told this about?!"

Aizen shook his head, "I only told you, today."

Zefa looked at Aizen seriously, "No matter who asks you in the future, they will always say that this is your devil fruit ability, you know!"

Aizen nodded, "I understand..."

Zefa interrupted Aizen and said sternly: "You don't understand the danger involved. Remember, this is your Devil Fruit ability! This is the answer to anyone who asks you!"

Aizen nodded quickly.

After saying that, Zefa was silent again. He took out a cigar from the drawer and lit it silently.

After about two minutes, Zefa spoke, "I don't want you to join the special training camp."

"Why?" Aizen was confused.

According to Aizen's plan, when he reveals his abilities, Zefa will almost agree to join him.

Because he is sure that in the current navy, there are absolutely no more than ten people with better abilities and conditions than him.

"I..." Zefa opened his mouth, unable to utter another word for a long time.

Aizen didn't ask any more questions, but just looked into Zefa's eyes quietly.

Zefa was very uncomfortable being stared at by Aizen, and finally said: "You are too young to meet the enrollment requirements of the special training camp."

Hearing this, Aizen didn't say anything, and still looked into Zefa's eyes.

Facing Aizen's pale blue eyes, Zefa lowered his head.

"Uncle, I want to become stronger..." Aizen spat out these words slowly.

"I know, I know you want to become stronger, but you are still young!"

"You are only ten years old now, you should be like other children, playing happily and carefree every day..." Zefer spoke at a faster speed, pressing his hands on the table unconsciously.

"But that's not the life I want..." Aizen said with a chuckle.

"The special training camp is very dangerous..." Zefa said in a deep voice, "It is not as simple as you think."

"I know, I have confidence, and I have the ability to be in the special training camp..."

"But I didn't!" Zefa interrupted Aizen with his sudden roar.

Aizen was stunned for a moment.

Zefa realized his gaffe and quickly apologized: "Sorry, Xiao Aizen, I'm not..."

"I understand what you mean, Uncle Zefa." Aizen said softly.

"I can't stay under your wing forever."

"I can always protect you, I won't let you get hurt, I can do it!" Zefa argued.

"But it's not what I want, Uncle Zefa." Aizan shook his head gently.

"I want to have the power, the power to protect everything I hold dear."

"I don't want to face that scene again, I'm tired of being weak."

"Uncle Zefa, I hope you can understand me..."

After saying these words, Aizen lowered his head.

Zefa's eyes were moist, "Xiao Lanran, I also hope you can understand Uncle...I can't lose you anymore..."

"I can't lose you anymore, Uncle Zefa!"

Aizen suddenly raised his head, looking at Zefa with rosy eyes.

"Uncle Zefa, you are my last relative..."

After saying this, Aizen turned around and ran out of the office.

And Zefa stood there blankly, not knowing what to say.

Aizen rubbed his eyes as he ran.

He had said everything he wanted to say. If Zefa still disagreed, he would have no choice but to go to Marshal Kong.

If Marshal Kong doesn't agree, then he will find an opportunity to secretly go to sea. With the help of the system, he can also grow!

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In the office, Zefa lowered his head and smoked a cigar.

After a while, he took out a stack of information from the drawer.

The first photo in the pile of information was of a young man with a serious face.

In the name column, the words "Sakaski" were written clearly.

This was Zefa's selection in the past few days. The list of students for the first special training camp was originally planned to be submitted to Marshal Kong tomorrow.

Zefa looked through the stack of documents quietly, and the youngest person in it was 18 years old.

Aizen is only 11 years old this year, so young...

Although the training plan for the special training camp has not been fully formulated, there will definitely be actual combat, and even real fights with pirates.

Thinking of this, Zefa's hands trembled.

"Alas..." Zefa sighed deeply and took out another blank information sheet from the drawer.

Zefa's right hand trembled on the information sheet, filling in Aizen's information.

After about five minutes, Zefa finally finished filling it out.

Zefa's hands were still trembling, he gently picked up the information sheet, and put it into the stack of materials for a long time.

Suddenly, Zefa seemed to have made up his mind, and quickly stuffed Aizen's materials into the pile of materials with his right hand.

After finishing this action, Zefa collapsed on the chair as if his whole body was exhausted.

He didn't know if his decision today was correct, nor did he know what the result would be in the future.

But he still did it.

Zefa knew that it was impossible for him to completely stop Aizen. The child had to be strong, just as stubborn as he was when he was young.

"Huh..." Zefa breathed a sigh of relief, put the documents back into the drawer, got up and walked out of the office.

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After Aizen came back, she just lay on the bed without eating.

The lights in the room were turned off by Aizen, who was in total darkness, quietly looking at the sky outside the window.

The clock was ticking, and Aizen's mind became anxious.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened.

Aizen quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Zefa opened a gap, looked at Aizen with closed eyes, was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "After half a month, the special training camp will start, you should prepare well."

With that said, Zefa handed a lunch box in, "I know your kid hasn't eaten, so I brought you some rice and eat it while it's hot."

After saying that, Zefa closed the door and returned to his room.

After hearing the sound of closing the door, the corner of Aizen's mouth curled into a smile.

Lan Ran quickly got up, picked up the lunch box from the ground, and ate voraciously.

He knew from the very beginning that his pretending to sleep could not fool Zefa, who possessed advanced knowledge and domineering aura.