The Great Pirate Era.
The great seas surge and churn, powerhouses destroy and annihilate, each fighting their own battles. It's utterly—
Demotivating!
I, Russil Kuro, age tw...
"I feel the same way. This is the first time I've ever seen anyone so happy."
Moore stared down, a satisfied smile playing on his lips.
Kuro glanced at him and said, "I haven't seen you in a long time. I heard from Kuro that wherever you go lately, bad luck follows. Watch your reputation in the Navy, you bastard."
"It's not my fault. I didn't want to do it either. I was just having a drink. How was I supposed to know that the hostess had a lot of debt and was being harassed by gangsters? I just acted out of a sense of justice, and the place was ruined like that. It's all the gangsters' fault. If they hadn't caused trouble, everything would have been fine."
Moore said somewhat innocently, "And when we were eating, who knew a group of pirates would come and choose that spot to bombard us? I'm a Marine, so of course I had to arrest them. The damage those pirates caused was too great; I didn't want anyone to be involved."
Kuro: "..."
"How did you do that? Do you have any tips? Please teach me."
This person has always been unlucky.
But why can't he be unlucky?
If he had Moore's luck, he would have returned to the Four Seas long ago, not to mention that he is now embroiled in the General's turmoil.
"Are you mocking me, Kuro?" Moore smirked.
"No, I'm asking for advice very seriously... Never mind, no one can predict a person's fortune, but anyway, don't cause me any trouble today. There are plenty of people around, so there's nowhere for you to cause trouble. After this is over, I'll give you some money. Go apologize to each of the shops that you've affected with your bad luck. Don't be the kind of person who loses face."
Kuro, with a cigar in his mouth, arrogantly exhaled a puff of smoke. "I, Kuro, still have some face to lose."
"Don't worry, I'll give you face. I'll just drink less at worst," Moore said, raising an eyebrow.
"If you can't drink, go to the dog's table."
Kuro rolled his eyes. "Do you think I'd shortchange you on drinks? Go ahead and have some fun."
"Yes, sir. I will obey your orders."
Moore chuckled and vanished in a flash of white light.
"This guy..."
Kuro shook his head, took a cigar from his lips, looked up at the sky, and then squinted his eyes slightly.
Moore has always been a mystery. In addition to the deeds he has mentioned, there are some other deeds that have only recently been discovered.
The intelligence he obtained after taking control of 'Sword' indicates that this guy seemed to have had ties to the Revolutionary Army before, but it was a long time ago, and he seems to be from the same era as that guy Dragon.
Although there isn't much information available now, quite a few things have been subtly revealed.
But it was just a tangential connection, not a formal revolutionary army; otherwise, CP wouldn't have wanted to invite him in the first place.
After all, that ability is indeed quite convenient.
It's one thing that his own subordinates are eccentric, but it seems like everyone has a dark past.
Lida once starved on an island, and although nothing bad happened, it was still a lesson learned.
Kuro used to be a pirate captain, and he was quite formidable when dealing with enemies.
Sazir was an apprentice pirate who almost ruined an entire pirate crew.
Although Kikyo didn't do anything else, she was the first to break the law in that environment.
Fanny's mistake sparked an animal riot in the country, nearly causing its demise.
But why should people distinguish so much between black and white? Being human is not black and white; most people are in gray, and this needs to be understood dialectically.
No matter how hateful or resented some people are, if they are good to someone, then that person cannot say that the person who is good to them is bad.
If a husband commits arson, murder, and robbery for the sake of his family, it is only natural that all victims and bystanders can call for his execution.
But the members of that family are the only ones who cannot do such a thing to him.
A father committed petty theft for his children, ruining his reputation in his hometown. Everyone could look down on him, but not his children.
Because of them, these people are able to survive.
Don't say that you can't do anything with your hands and feet. You can do legitimate things. Your family and children aren't making you do this.
That's not how the world works...
If there were another path to take, who would choose to take this path that brings them infamy?
Not all sinners initially harbor dreams and ambitions. Many pirates, for example, initially only wanted to earn a living, which led them to join certain pirate captains. And some...
"Oh? Am I an old woman who's been around for ages?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind.
Kuro turned his head and saw that it was Tsuru who was leading two marines, who were carrying a large gift box.
"Grandma Crane, you've come at the right time. Thank you for your trouble."
Tsuru waved her hand, signaling the two marines to put down the gifts. She walked over to Kuro, looked down at the scenery, and said, "What are you thinking about, Kuro?"
"call..."
Kuro exhaled a puff of smoke, smacked his lips, and said, "It just reminded me of a saying: 'If you have a hammer, everyone looks like a nail.' Some people, once they have power, lose their bearings and want to bully everyone. That's how pirates came about."
"Hammer? Nail? That's quite interesting. Is this your philosophy?" Crane thought for a moment and laughed, "Very reasonable. That's how the sea is. Powerful people can do whatever they want here, which is why our navy has always existed."
“These people aren’t very capable.” Kuro shook his head and repeated, “Not at all.”
Having power and then wanting to bully others is the instinct of a wild beast, not a human being.
Even if they possess power, as human beings, they still maintain a degree of restraint. Otherwise, what difference would they make from wild beasts?
If you're a hammer, you'll always want to find a nail to hammer a couple of times. Holding a sharp weapon, murderous intent arises spontaneously. What's the point of living for such a person?
"Do you want to change the landscape?" Tsuru asked Kuro with a smile.
"I don't have that ability, I'm just thinking about it. Including our navy, the Grand Line is a little better, but in the other seas, there are quite a few people who have become complacent and then indulged themselves. There's nothing wrong with being complacent, but you can't indulge yourself. That's when you lose your bottom line. Such people should be sent back to the furnace for retraining," Kuro said.
There's a similar evil dragon in the East China Sea, and naturally there are similar ones in the other three seas. If the navy can put in some effort, such incidents can be greatly reduced, if not completely eliminated.
Of course, this is also related to the world government.
The condition for that blue fat guy to join the Seven Warlords of the Sea back then was to release that group, and the World Government would then tacitly allow these people to exist outside the law.
I don't know whether to call the world government stupid or kind.
They're incredibly kind to the enemy.
“It’s good to have ideas. The future of the Navy lies in you, in all of you. We are getting old.” Tsuru sighed and said quietly.
Yes, they're getting old. Kizaru's retirement this time means that the next generation will all retire. After all, Sakazuki is already Fleet Admiral, so he can be disregarded. With Kuzan leaving and Kizaru retiring, the next generation will take over.