I Just Wanted to Retire, But Was Forced to Become a General

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...

Chapter 12 Don't joke around, pirates!

Those sharp eagle eyes, and the huge black sword on his back.

"That black sword, there's no mistake, the chaotic, intricately patterned, T-shaped blade, the world's strongest black sword... that's Hawkeye!"

Lida's eyes widened in horror.

Kuro nodded solemnly: "One of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the world's greatest swordsman, Dracule Mihawk."

"The world's greatest swordsman?!"

Kro looked over in fear. Even though Donghai was behind on information, he had heard of this name before.

How could a man like that be in the East China Sea?

Whoosh!

As the ship drew near, Mihawk appeared on the deck of the warship in a flash.

"It's you, isn't it, the one who unleashed the flying slash?"

Mihawk stared at Kuro with great interest. He thought it was some swordsman he knew, but he had never seen this young face before.

When did the Navy produce a new swordsman?

"It wasn't me."

Kuro immediately denied it, pointing at Kro, "He's the one who launched the flying slash."

"???"

Chloe's glasses were covered in question marks.

Mihawk looked at Crowe, who immediately summoned the Espada and prepared for battle.

"oh?"

Mihawk slowly drew his black sword, and the subtle pressure emanating from it made Crowe break out in a cold sweat.

Was he just sold off like that?

What happened to the peaceful life we ​​were promised?!

"spoon!"

Faced with pressure, Kro struck first, disappearing from sight and tearing apart the ship's railings.

This is Kuro's signature move, with speed comparable to the Shave technique in the Six Styles, but he cannot control the direction himself.

With this kind of technique, they should be able to hold out for a while!

*Smack*

Mihawk gently pushed the back of his blade forward, and the vanished Kro instantly reappeared, struck by the back of the blade, and fell to the ground.

"I can still tell the difference."

Mihawk glanced at the military knife in Kuro's hand and smiled slightly: "A rare strongman indeed. Fight me."

Why the hell!

Kuro's forehead veins bulged. "Do you think I'm provoking the Navy? Don't you want your Shichibukai position anymore, Mihawk?!"

"Can a small naval officer really represent the headquarters? I don't have any ambition for this position."

Mihawk, with an indifferent expression, slowly drew his black sword from his back, glanced at the battle in the distance, and said, "There's a battle over there. It would be troublesome for the Navy to go there. Stay here with me for a while."

brush!

He slashed at Lida with his sword.

The slash came too fast; Lida couldn't react in time and could only watch helplessly as the black blade approached.

when!

A military knife covered in Armament Haki was placed beneath the black blade.

Kuro's face was cold as he said, enunciating each word clearly, "Don't joke around, pirate!"