Of course, Garp realized that he was overreacting, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he had just moved Ace to Mount Gorbo, and then the navy came to the door. Anyone else would definitely have to overreact!

Garp didn't want the sacrifice of Ace's mother, Portcas D. Luju, to be in vain because of his problems.

"You brat! Come back quickly! If you really want to come to Windmill Village, you'll have to wait until you finish the report! Did you hear that?!"

In order to cover up his overreaction, Garp directly punched Villian, and then drove Villian away.

Garp really didn't know what to say to this little guy.

The terrain of Gorbo Mountain is complex and it can be said to be an extremely dangerous deep mountain forest. Many bandits are hiding in it. After so many years, no one is willing to take care of it.

As a result, this little guy set his sights on this place just a few days after arriving in the East China Sea. Garp could only sigh with emotion, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."

He was very pleased with Villian's positive attitude. Although this little guy was not very disciplined, he might actually be able to become an excellent navy.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, old man Garp, I'm already here, why don't you invite me to sit at your house?"

How could Villian, who was watching the rising "experience points", be willing to leave? He shamelessly wanted to be a guest at Garp's house.

"I don't have a navy in my home who violates discipline!"

Garp simply refused, and then punched Villian again.

[The level increases and the number of draws is obtained once]

Seeing this reminder, Villian became even more enthusiastic.

Isn't this much faster than fighting pirates and hiring people to get "experience points"?! It's true that the most humble people are invincible!

"Grandpa Garp, stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Villian was secretly feeling happy, but Maginot, who was watching stunned, finally reacted, and she shouted anxiously.

Villian's previous words obviously left a good impression on Maginot. She thinks that Villian should be a good person, and he is also a very brave and good person. Gorbo Mountain is a very important place for the people in Windmill Village.

Dangerous places, no one usually dares to go.

"Are you leaving?"

Maginot's request made Garp stop. Garp still had feelings for this cute little girl.

"Not leaving."

Villian's neck was stiff, protruding into a shameless face.

"No, I'll leave later."

How could Villian not leave?

If he dared to drive a warship and lose contact with the new recruits, wouldn't he be able to hack him to death with a knife when he returned to Bellemere?

But it doesn’t seem impossible. Bellemere couldn’t kill him anyway, and Villian suddenly reacted. Wouldn’t this kill multiple birds with one stone? Can he harvest another wave when he goes back?

It has to be said that Villian has always been very talented when it comes to not being a human being. Even looking at a dog would say "real dog".

"Forget it, Garp, let these sailors stay for a meal. This is not how our Windmill Village entertains guests."

The village chief, Upp Slap, was also a little disappointed. Garp was a little too harsh on the second lieutenant.

This made him couldn't help but think of the dragon when he was young. At that time, the dragon would be punched by Garp at every turn.

"Slap, you don't understand, this little guy just needs to be dealt with!"

Garp shook his head, but did not chase Villian and the others away.

Upp Slap shook his head. When it came to educating children, he always regarded Karp's words as farts.

"It's a pity that there isn't even a decent place to eat in the village. If you don't mind, please come to my house. It happens that there are fresh vegetables that have just been harvested recently."

Slap ignored Garp and then said to Villian and the others.

"It's better to come to my house. It happens that I don't have anyone at home who can accommodate these guys. But remember to ask your old lady to come over and cook for us. There should be no food at home."

Garp picked his nose, but he was not polite to Mayor Slap at all. They were indeed old acquaintances.

"You guy..."

Mayor Slap shook his head. There was nothing he could do about Garp, but he didn't mind taking care of Garp.

After all, the reason why Windmill Village is able to live peacefully and peacefully here for many years is also a very important reason why Garp always tries to intimidate the surrounding gangsters every time he comes back.

"I want to open a tavern in the village in the future!"

After listening to what the old men said, Maginot suddenly raised her little hand and said, her little face flushed and she looked very excited.

"Hahaha! Okay! I will definitely support you when the tavern opens!"

Maginot's cute look made Garp laugh. He laughed and said "haha", which made Maginot nod happily.

"I will also come to support you."

Villian also said, after all, Maginot's tavern is the place where all stories begin, and it is very important.

"Thank you, Lieutenant Villian."

Maginot blushed and thanked Villian.

"Just call me Brother Villian."

Villian smiled gently. What must be said is that his handsome face and this harmless smile look really deceptive, especially to women.

"Bang!"

Villian received a punch on the head, and Garp looked at him with a "kind" look, which was clearly a warning to him.

Villian couldn't help but roll his eyes. He didn't have any strange thoughts about a girl who was only eleven or twelve years old. Is there anything else besides being cute about this child?

"I'm going home first."

With a flushed face, Maginot politely said goodbye to everyone, and then trotted back to her home.

"Let's go, go back as soon as you finish eating. As a navy, you must have a sense of discipline and don't be so casual."

Arriving in front of his own house, old man Garp still took the trouble to teach Villian, but Villian turned a deaf ear to this. He was full of curiosity about Garp's home.

However, Villian was a little disappointed, but he took it for granted that Karp's home was very ordinary, so ordinary that it was considered ordinary in Windmill Village. It was just a two-story building that looked very ordinary no matter how it looked.

"Sit wherever you want, don't mind. I haven't been back for a while, so it might be a little dirty. You insisted on coming."

Karp opened the door. The light in the room was okay. The tables, chairs and furniture were a bit old, but it was actually quite clean.

"It looks like someone has cleaned it."

Garp was stunned for a moment, then whispered.

"Could it be the legendary Mr. Long?"
Chapter completed!