I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

Boom!

Accompanied by the loud sound of the battleship docking, the warship returning from the Kingdom of Dressrosa finally arrived at the Marine Headquarters of the Navy once again.

I am back!

Yann has never felt that Marin Fanduo is so pleasing to the eye for such a moment.

Hey, Major General Yann looks quite excited, but I still have a meeting to catch up, so I'll take a step forward. Polusalino waved his hand and said, and then it instantly turned into a yellow flash Disappeared in place.

And Gion held a stack of documents in his hand and said. Sir Yan, then I will go to report on my duties first, and submit the relevant report of this mission.

Go.

Ion nodded, knowing that this was considered one of the necessary procedures within the Navy, and even if Gion didn't deal with it, Ian would go there himself.

So, having a competent adjutant by your side can save a lot of trouble.

Just as Yan stood on the edge of the deck and watched Gion's leaving back, sighing in his heart, suddenly an excited and honest voice sounded deafeningly.

Master Yann!!!

Yan looked down, and suddenly felt that his eyes were flashed, and he almost couldn't open them.

And when Ian saw clearly that standing below at the port and yelling at himself, wearing a navy justice cloak, with a shaved head, the burly and sturdy navy turned out to be Hope, he couldn't help... froze.

Ho... Hope? When did his head get so bright?

Immediately, Ion seemed to realize something. Hey, wait... When I returned to the Great Route from the North Sea, I seemed to have forgotten about Hope.

But when Ian had a strange expression and felt a little bit ashamed, Hope had already boarded the battleship excitedly, walked up to Ian and said with a military salute.

Lord Ian, Lieutenant Colonel Hope of the Navy Headquarters is reporting to you.

Lieutenant Colonel?

Yann turned his gaze, only to find that the military rank mark on Hope's shoulder had been changed to the rank of lieutenant colonel.

Immediately, Yann returned Hope with a military salute, and congratulated him. Congratulations on your promotion, Lieutenant Colonel Hope.

It's all thanks to Lord Yaen's promotion and appreciation! Lieutenant Colonel Hope said loudly.

Where is there~ Where is there~

The corner of Yan's mouth twitched cryptically, then waved his hands, and hurried off the boat to go home, trying to get rid of Lieutenant Colonel Hope's follow.

However, no matter whether Yan's footsteps were hurried or slow, Lieutenant Colonel Hope always followed him like a shadow.

Lieutenant Colonel Hope, don't you have any military affairs that need to be performed? Ian vaguely reminded Hope that if he deliberately accepts the wind, it can be over.

After I recuperated from Beihai and was transferred back to the Navy Headquarters to get a promotion, the military affairs arranged by the Navy Headquarters was to continue to serve as Lord Yarn's adjutant. Lieutenant Colonel Hope replied in a proud tone.

adjutant? !

Arndon feels bad!

You know, not every naval officer will have an adjutant.

Only those navies who hold important positions, such as base commanders, battleship captains, or the heads of important departments of the Navy Headquarters, will specially assign permanent adjutants to assist them.

As for Gion, it was just a temporary adjutant assigned by the Navy Headquarters last time Ian went to the Kingdom of Dressrosa.

No, it's fine if the old man of the Warring States period doesn't demote me, what is he going to do?

Thinking of this, Ian subconsciously turned his head to ask clearly.

But once again, after the sunlight refracted above Lieutenant Colonel Hope's head, Ian couldn't open his eyes to look directly at the man beside him.

Hope,

Where's your hair? Ian squinted and asked.

This...

Hope let out a burst of hearty laughter and said. The doctor said that the damage to the gland caused the related functions to be impaired, so the hair would not grow.

In an instant, Yann couldn't help but pause when he raised his footsteps.

In Yan's view, the last time Hope was almost seriously injured and died had an inescapable relationship with him.

Yann originally thought that with Hope's inhuman physique, he would be able to fully recover after a period of treatment, but he did not expect that it would eventually lead to such serious sequelae in Hope.

The faint sense of guilt for this subordinate resurfaced in Ion's heart again, and he asked. Is there no cure?

Is there something similar to this thing?

Hope said indifferently. It's just that since I lost my hair, no one dares to look at me wherever I go. Is it because I look too vicious?

No, Lieutenant Colonel Hope, all this is just because you are too outstanding and too dazzling, so ordinary navy officers dare not look directly at a man like you. Yan explained.

Hope slapped his forehead and said suddenly. Is that so?

That's right.

Immediately, Yan took a few steps forward in a hurry, then thought of something, and said. Lieutenant Colonel Hope, since you don't have any urgent matters to deal with, then go and help me order a cake in the town.

Yes! Lieutenant Colonel Hope didn't mean to ask why. After paying a military salute, he hurriedly turned around and went to complete the task.

Watching Hope's leaving back, Ian murmured while feeling dazzled.

Anyway, now I have something to ask from the old man, let's make him happy first.

As for Lieutenant Colonel Hope, since he wants to serve as his adjutant, let him be.

And if Yan remembers correctly, today should be the birthday of Marshal of the Warring States Period.

Counting it, the last time Yaen celebrated the birthday of the Marshal of the Warring States Period was seven or eight years ago when he served as the Supervisor of Beihai.

At that time, Yan was frugal, but he was not willing to spend 4,000 Baileys to buy cakes for the Marshal of the Warring States Period.

This time, Ion decided to be a little more generous.

However, to Ian's surprise, the Marshal of the Warring States Period did not wait for him to come back in the mansion as in the past. Ian even cooked a table of dishes on a rare occasion, and the Marshal of the Warring States Period had not returned until dusk.

Yaen turned his gaze, looked at the light of the office at the highest office of the Navy Headquarters, which was faintly visible in the distance outside the window, and murmured.

This old man seems really busy, did he even forget his own birthday?

According to usual habits, maybe the old man will be busy until the early hours of the morning, and he will miss his birthday by then.

Thinking of this, Ian couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

After all, today is a rare opportunity to make the old man happy. Maybe the old man in the Warring States period will let go of his mouth and tell the corresponding secret skills of overlord's entanglement?

It is precisely because of this that Ian hastily urged the battleship to return to the Navy headquarters, Marin Fando, but he did not expect it to be meaningless in the end.

Unfortunately, it's all wasted...

Yan looked at the table full of dishes and couldn't help feeling a little regretful. chaptererror();