A flat open space near the dock in Kalmar City was occupied by William and a military camp that accommodated 200 people six months ago.

The soldiers in the military camp were all a group of teenagers, with an average of only fourteen or fifteen years old. Some of these teenagers came from Red Leaf Village, some from villages and towns controlled by the Morgan Pirates, and some from the slums of Kalmar City.

William gathered the wisdom and experience of many cadres under his jurisdiction, combined with some memories and impressions from his previous life, and made some additions and decreases in the practice of the navy in this world, and trained these young soldiers all day long.

As for how the naval warrior came from, it was naturally the scum of Ajin and Mouse who handed it to William. They also introduced several retired naval officers to William. In addition, William dug two officers from the Kingdom army under the interweaving lead of the sheriff Dennis, and these people formed a teaching team to assist in guiding the basic training of soldiers.

That's right, just help. William didn't want to let his army raise, but he was full of loyalty to the navy, the world government and even the kingdom of Navia. The one who actually presided over the training was the cadres under his command who were steady enough.

In addition to the usual military training, William also focused on ideological education. In addition to basic physical training every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, there were cultural classes in the military camp. William would personally teach as long as he had time.

In fact, William's behavior of occasionally attending classes was not conducive to the teenagers in the barracks' learning and literacy process. He had no syllabus and spoke casually when he went to the podium, which often had nothing to do with the teaching content. However, he was a two-year-old and once a workplace elite. Compared with a bit boring and monotonous cultural course, the young soldiers prefer his high-profile talk during class.

William can always tell the world situation and various educational stories, and from time to time he speaks a high-level theory summed up with experience in his previous life, which is thought-provoking.

Sometimes William stayed in the barracks until nightfall and organized the young army to hold a bonfire party, or rather, a complaint meeting.

These teenagers either come from the bottom of society or were once deeply harmed by the era of the Great Pirates. With a little guidance, their memories that have not yet gone far can be even more unforgettable.

The young soldiers seem to have found their home here, and their companions who are sympathetic. They communicate with each other about the tragic childhood experiences, explore the root causes, and vaguely point the finger at the world government.

This atmosphere made some people in the barracks secretly shocked. A teacher who taught the young army's cultural class once criticized William's remarks and the thoughts gradually emerged in the young army, but it evaporated the next day.

In the following days, a retired naval officer and retired kingdom officer recruited by William also disappeared from the barracks.

The entire military camp was completely closed, and William was also monitored by teachers in class. This group of seedlings was like a spark. William did not allow anyone to pollute them. After they walked out of the camp, they did not all of them enter the army. In fact, only a small part of them may enter the army.

Some people will enter the professional and technical college that William will be hosting, while others will follow the future movement to go to the countryside to serve as grassroots officials. After some of them form a new teaching team, the rest will form a new army and continue to hone their strength as soldiers.

After William left the Wells House, he came to the barracks and guided a group of young soldiers to practice swordsmanship on the playground.

He focused on guidance for two hours, and then he saw Harden standing on the side of the playground at some point, stretching his neck to wait for him, scratching the scars on his throat from time to time, and it seemed that he wanted to report to him if he had something to do.

Harden was an old man from Barbarossa's era. He was originally the second mate on the ship. He was always brave and fierce, and he was not afraid of death. William, who was an ordinary crew member, had a conflict with Zhep for the first time. He was also unwilling to fall behind. Before William killed Barbarossa, he had been dissatisfied with Barbarossa for a long time and was preparing to fight Barbarossa with William. Although he was stopped, he also showed his boldness.

He is a typical fierce general, with a simple mind and can see his position clearly. He is even more convinced by William. In addition, he is very old. Although he is not the strongest cadre under William, he is still appointed by William to take charge of the things in the Pirates when William was away.

William put away his bamboo knife and came to Harden: "What's the matter?"

"Captain," Harden smiled in a low voice, "I have done everything about Goya Kingdom."

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Kingdom of Goya, Gao Town.

Unlike the anger he heard that his merchant ship was sunk, Count Pere seemed gentle and elegant at this time, every move was slow and elegant, with the unique elegance of the nobles.

On the sofa opposite him was a somewhat restless nobleman with a long face with a little flattering and respect.

"I have heard about Sabo, too," Earl Pere slowly stirred the coffee. "I am very sorry, but to be honest, if he had any accidents, it would be fine. I just worry that he would fall into the relationship with criminals outside the city, maggots, regardless of the nobles' dignity."

"Sabau won't do this." said the long-faced nobleman.

"Maybe, maybe not," Earl Pere said in an official voice.

The long-faced nobleman felt a little unhappy, so he deliberately mentioned the news he heard not long ago: "I heard that your merchant ship was attacked in the Kingdom of Navia not long ago?"

Sure enough, Earl Pere frowned when he heard this, but then he didn't know what he thought of and stretched out again.

"It's just a group of ignorant and damn criminals, pirates, who oppress the humble civilians, and they don't know their place," Earl Pere took a sip of coffee and said lightly, "They don't know the power of the nobles yet. I have ordered the Sapphire Pirates to teach them a lesson and let them know the consequences of offending a noble."

"Sapphire Pirates? Brugem?" said the long-faced nobleman politely, "Since it's them, you'll probably get good news soon."

"Of course," Earl Pere smiled reservedly, "I sent someone specifically to let the Sapphire Pirates teach the other party a lesson, and let the other party spit out ten times the property that I lost to me."

As the two were talking, the door of the reception room suddenly rang, and then the butler walked in with a wooden box sealed with wax.

"Master, someone has brought you this thing."

Earl Pere frowned slightly: "What is it?"

"I don't know," said the housekeeper honestly, "the person who gave it was not clear. He was just asked to have something printed on the wax sealed in the box. It can be seen that it was opened by someone privately. Since it was something entrusted to you, no one had the courage to open it privately."

Earl Pere nodded, took the wooden box, and was close to it, and could smell a strong spice on it. Even though the box was sealed, it was still obvious. He looked at the pattern printed on the wax again, which was a skull.

Earl Pere didn't care much. He thought that someone casually opened the lid to please the gift he gave.

When the lid of the box was opened and seeing what was inside, Earl Pere's face suddenly twisted, and he screamed, throwing the box away, and a distorted head immediately rolled down onto the carpet.
Chapter completed!