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...
As for these wicked pirates, I will try my best to make myself face them alone. It's not about making peace, nor is it about begging for mercy, because there's only one way to deal with these kinds of people—
"If I kill them all, naturally no one will know I've done a good deed."
The blade slid along the scabbard, closing in a very rhythmic motion.
Click.
"One-Sword Style: Da Brahma".
laugh!!!
The pirates' heads flew into the air, and large amounts of blood gushed from their necks.
The blood mixed with the still-falling raindrops, turning into blood rain that dripped onto the ground.
The pirates were all decapitated, their cuts as smooth as mirrors, while the civilians suffered no casualties.
Smoker and Tashigi stared wide-eyed, swallowing hard, their eyes filled with horror.
Smoker couldn't even see how that swordsmanship was done!
"How scary..."
Kuro, who was rushing up behind him, felt a chill all over his body. The sight of the pirates' heads flying into the air as if they were falling from the sky was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Lida was so frightened that she dared not eat any snacks anymore. Her face was solemn, and she subconsciously transformed into a girl.
If we don't handle things well this time, things could get really bad.
“Let’s go. There are quite a few pirates who kidnap civilians like this. Find them and kill them all. From now on, let’s make Loguetown, this town that has a beginning and an end, come to a complete end.”
Kuro turned around and continued walking in one direction.
"This murderous aura... just how many people have you killed so far?!"
Smoker, regaining his composure, asked loudly.
Kuro paused for a moment, then continued forward.
"Who knows?"
I, Lucilfer Kuro, am twenty-four years old, and my biggest dream is to live out my life safely.
I also have a nickname—the killer of ten thousand men!