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 436 If you don't run, we'll arrest you!

"Lord Sharp!!!"

Soros yelled.

"superior!!!"

At the same time, seeing that his shot missed, George roared and pointed his gun at the stunned Soros, preparing to pull the trigger.

Thump thump thump!

Suddenly, a series of footsteps sounded from not far away. The density of the footsteps caused the fighters to stop and all look in that direction.

A large number of navy personnel stood there abruptly, each one standing ramrod straight, holding a long gun in their hand, heads held high, without uttering a word.

In front of him, a handsome but somewhat lazy man with black hair was chewing on a cigar and looking ahead.

Beside him, Lida ate snacks, staring blankly at Sharp's corpse.

But the man with glasses next to him had a complicated expression.

"The Navy! The Navy is here again!"

The slaves were filled with despair; the sheer number of slaves was overwhelming, making resistance impossible.

"Major Admiral Kuro..."

When Masi saw who it was, his expression changed.

"Oh! It's you, Navy. Hurry up and catch them for me, these people are so slow."

When Charlos saw Kuro, he sniffed and spoke.

Kuro ignored him, walked forward, and stood before Sharp's corpse. He gazed down at the smiling man for a long time before finally sighing.

"So, who the hell can tell right from wrong?"

He took the cigar out of his mouth, squatted down, and stuck it in the ground, letting the smoke rise and swirl around him, as if he were paying tribute to the man.

"Major General Kuro, I had no choice, Saint Charles..."

Masi quickly explained.

Kuro waved his hand to stop him, then, not caring that the ground was dirty, plopped down on it.

"Heroes and such... whether you're a navy officer or a pirate, it's not like your identity will limit you. As long as you want to be one, you will be one."

He whispered to Sharp's corpse, "It's a bit late, but at least I acknowledge you, Olexie Sharp, a criminal with a bounty of over 100 million who escaped from the sixth floor."

Then, he said to Kuro, "Write this down: the 'Blazing Flame Master' Olex Sharp, with a bounty of 130 million, was taken care of by me, Lucilfer Kuro, not some random nobody."

“Yes, Mr. Kuro.” Kuro nodded. “I would be happy to do it.”

"So..."

Kuro then looked at Masi and asked, "What's your name again?"

"Major General Kuro, my name is Masi!" Colonel Masi saluted instinctively.

"Explain to me why you, a naval captain, are standing with a bunch of pirates, and..."

Kuro looked at the group of slaves, "They're dealing with ordinary people."

"No, Major General Kuro, we are just following the orders of Saint Charles."

Colonel Massi forced a smile and hurriedly explained, "Those are Celestial Dragons, Major General Clow Reed. You can understand, right? We can't disobey the orders of the Celestial Dragons. After all, we are a direct subordinate of the World Government, and the Celestial Dragons are the world's nobles."

Kuro stared at him for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, "What a waste of your size..."

"Hey, you navy guy, are you even listening to me? I told you to arrest..."

"Shut up."

When Charlos saw that Kuro ignored him, he sniffed, but before he could finish speaking, a voice came from the other side.

These words surprised everyone.

"Hey, what did you say?! This is a Celestial Dragon!"

Moro exclaimed in astonishment, "What did you just say?!"

Kuro turned his head, a hint of crimson flashing in his eyes, and glared at him.

Boom!!!

The murderous aura almost materialized, transforming into a torrent of blood that surged outwards.

Whether they were marines or pirates, those struck by the murderous aura rolled their eyes back and collapsed one by one.

The murderous aura surged towards Charlos, knocking over all the soldiers around him.

Charlos rolled his eyes, and the man fell off the slave.

"Saint Charlos!"

The two men in black who were the only ones unaffected by the murderous aura cried out in alarm. Just as they were about to reach out to catch it, their bodies suddenly stiffened, and they collapsed to the ground.

Click.

Faintly, a soft rustling sound came from the scabbard at Kuro's waist.

At that speed, no one except Lida and Kuro could react in time. It could be said that only Lida saw the afterimage of Kuro moving, while Kuro could only vaguely see Kuro disappear for a moment.

Lida stopped eating her snacks and whispered, "Kuro is angry."

“Ah…” Kro pushed up his glasses and responded, watching Charlos fall off the slave and crash heavily to the ground.

The Celestial Dragon... fainted!

Those slaves who hadn't fainted were all stunned, their expressions panicked.

Although they had spent six years in this primeval forest, they were originally residents of various places, only captured. They all knew what kind of existence the Celestial Dragons were.

The Celestial Dragons' fainting has prevented them from thinking for the time being.

This is a big deal!

"oops..."

Kuro moved swiftly, flashing to Charlos's side. He reached out and grabbed the collar around the neck of the kneeling mount slave, ripped it off with a 'snap,' and flung it away, causing an explosion in mid-air.

"Oh no... This is terrible! I meant to catch Saint Charles, but I grabbed the wrong one. What should I do?"

Kuro scratched his head and looked at the somewhat astonished slave. "Well, you're bound to resist now that you're free, right? But you can't be this close to Saint Charlos."

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