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...
"That's it, it's over. I'm going back now. You can do as you please."
Kuro waved his hand, then suddenly remembered something and gave another instruction, saying fiercely to the four kings, "Remember what I just said, he's just an ordinary pirate!"
The four kings nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
"I'm outta here. What a mess this is, it's exhausting."
Kuro took out a cigar, lit it, and was about to turn and leave when he suddenly saw Cass staring at him with a serious expression.
This hot-blooded, idiotic bearded man, his face streaked with tears, pointed at the clone soldiers and cried out, "Commodore Kuro, can I take these people back with me?!"
Forgot about that...
Kuro looked at the clone soldiers, who stood upright with blank expressions but whose eyes seemed to be blazing with fire, with a rather troubled feeling.
"Kro, send a message to the nearby branches and ask them to send over a few warships."
Kuro sighed and gave the order helplessly.
What else can we do but take it with us? If we leave it here, wouldn't that mean we've lost our faith?
Vinsmoke doesn't want traitors, and the four kings are probably quite afraid of these people as well. If they don't want them, then these people are doomed.
"You'll take it with you when you get back!"
Kuro glared at Cass and said, "You'll have to raise your own troops. Get them recruited one by one!"
"Yes, Brigadier General Kuro!" Kas immediately saluted, tears welling up in his eyes.
"I knew Brigadier General Clow would accept them. After all, they already have hearts, they are already pure humans! My friends, this is our beloved Brigadier General Clow, how great he is!"
"Commander Kuro, you're amazing!!!" the clone soldiers roared in unison.
"Stop, stop, stop bothering me."
With over three thousand people roaring at once, who the hell could stand that?
Kuro waved his hand, gave Cass a disdainful look, and walked towards the port.
"Hey, Kuro, how did you do that move just now? I didn't see it at all."
Lida followed behind and asked curiously.
"I'm developing a power blade, aren't I..."
Kuro thought for a moment and said, "The Azure Dragon Slash borrows the power of water, and the White Tiger Kill borrows the power of wind. The power of these ultimate techniques is to kill in all directions. In addition, with the speed I just learned, it's normal that you can't see it clearly. Speaking of which... have you learned Redfield's speed technique?"
Lida nodded: "I understand, but I can't do it."
That kind of speed requires a certain physical constitution to support it, which she certainly can't do right now.
"It's okay, take your time, there's no need to rush these things." Kuro patted Lida's head and smiled.
"Seriously, don't touch my hairstyle!"
Lida pursed her lips, but did not interrupt Kuro's actions. She just said with disdain, "You're so dirty, covered in blood."
"It's been wiped clean, really..."
"Boom boom boom..."
Kuro rubbed his wrist hard, and suddenly the Den Den Mushi on his wrist rang.
He let go of her hand, turned on his wristwatch, and the call connected with a click.
“Moshi Moshi?” Kuro asked.
"Oh~ Kuro..."
The Den Den Mushi pouted, revealing a lewd expression, "You answered it right away, huh? Is the investigation over?"
“It’s over. I’ll send you the report in paper form later. I’m heading back to the West Sea now. I won’t be going to headquarters. Remember to mail me the cigars,” Kuro said.
"I'm afraid that won't work. If it's over, come and report to me in person. You've been conscripted. I'm summoning you to Punk Hazard by order of headquarters."
"Clam?"
Kuro paused for a moment, then said, "A headquarters order? Is it that formal?"
"That's right, very formal. I'll be waiting for you over there. Hurry up, as a combatant, you'll need to protect the enemy in battle. Also, don't talk about it, the fewer people who know about this, the better." Kizaru said slowly into the Den Den Mushi.
"Alright... I understand, I'm hanging up now, sir."
Kuro hung up the phone, sighed, and said to Kro, "Send another message to the nearby bases and get a permanent pointer to Punk Hazard."
"Yes, Mr. Kuro."
Kuro waved, signaling a communications naval officer to follow him over with a Den Den Mushi (snail phone).
"What's wrong?" Lida asked curiously.
"Tsk, what else could it be? Two top monsters on the high seas are going to have a duel over the position of marshal."
Kuro clicked his tongue. "When beliefs clash, justice will not tolerate it. It was fine when Sengoku was around. Everyone was a general and did their own thing. But if one of them ran to the top, the other would definitely not agree. So the only way is for the victor to be just."
"You mean Admiral Akainu and Admiral Aokiji?" Lida's eyes widened. "Is headquarters already this tense?"
"All you ever do is eat, and you never pay attention to what's going on. Do you think I'm just holed up in the West Sea to enjoy comfort?!" Kuro said irritably.
Isn't that so?
Lida secretly rolled her eyes.
"Of course it's because the atmosphere at headquarters is too tense. There were too many troubles at headquarters back then, so it's better to find a quiet place to relax," Kuro said confidently.
No, you're just looking for safety and enjoyment.
Lida gave him a disdainful look.
"So, what about now? Shall we go over there?"
"Well, headquarters has issued a summons. I have to go and make an appearance. With such a big commotion, if word gets out, it might be hard to handle. Headquarters is keeping this news under wraps, only letting a few people know, precisely to prevent the news from spreading too far."
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