Kuro himself didn't think too much about those words.
The old man can just retire whenever he wants?
Even if we disregard Sakazuki, the World Government wouldn't agree to it.
With so many people under him, if he suddenly quits, who will take over?
Own?
He doesn't have that ability.
Although the navy often gives him face, isn't that only because the old man is there? If the old man leaves and some other thing comes in, his face will be greatly diminished, so I definitely can't do it.
Besides, he's too young. Even if the old man retires, he won't be the next general. There are so many senior officials below him; it's impossible for him to be chosen.
Kakei and Gion are no less capable. These people have been candidates for general for so many years. If there are no suitable candidates, they will definitely be the ones to take over when the old man retires, after all, they have the seniority.
What qualifications do I have? All I did was kill a few old men, who were already a vulnerable group.
What?
Four Emperors?
Even the Four Emperors are disabled.
Some are crazy, some are stupid, some are disabled, and there's even a big gourd with a missing tooth.
"Alright, old man, stop overthinking. Just relax. You're actually more comfortable than me right now. I sometimes have to go out. I'm even envious of this general's position."
Kuro stood up, said something, and left the office.
Kizaru stared at Kuro's retreating figure, smiled, and murmured, "How envious..."
There's no need to be so envious.
However, it will take some time now, as the higher-ups haven't reached a complete agreement yet. Because things aren't finalized, they can't make a big fuss about it.
Once he left the main building, Kuro saw that many people were waiting for him.
Lida, Crow, Kikyo, Sazir, Fanny, and Moore are the ones who stayed at headquarters; the rest are outside.
"Lieutenant General Kuro!" Sazir saluted immediately upon seeing Kuro.
"You're here too? I thought you were out having sex somewhere." Kuro nodded and looked at Moore.
"That's a lie..."
Moore scratched his head. "You're my boss. Now that you're back, of course I have to be here."
"Alright, let's go eat, Kuro. Have you made reservations at the restaurant?" Kuro asked.
"Yes, it's been chosen. Sentomaru made the selection." Kuro pushed up his glasses and said, "He was reporting for duty at headquarters, so he came along."
"Oh? He's here too. Okay, then let's...Tina?"
Just as Kuro said this, he saw an acquaintance and called out to him.
In front of them, Tina, with a cigarette in her mouth, followed by Finbodi and Zango, walked towards them with her arms crossed.
"Kuro?"
Tina also saw the person in front of her, her gaze somewhat strange. "What are you doing here?"
"If I'm not here, where am I?"
Kuro rolled his eyes. "I'm a Marine, this is headquarters. I don't have any territory to station here lately, so isn't it normal for me to be at headquarters?"
No, you should be...
Tina suddenly remembered something and shook her head: "No, it's nothing. It seems Astia is over. Tina heard that you became the world's greatest swordsman?"
Kuro waved his hand, "It's just an empty reputation. Our Navy needs to keep a low profile, not be as high-profile as the pirates. By the way, how did you know? Wasn't this news kept a secret?"
"Tina is Staff Officer He's subordinate, so she will know what she needs to know."
Tina gave Kuro a complicated look. "Congratulations, though."
"No need for congratulations, you've come at the perfect time. I'm running low on stock lately. How about you get me some black guns later and I'll treat you to dinner?"
“Okay, Tina is hungry too.”
"Let's eat first. By the way, where's Smoker?"
"I don't know, they should still be on G-5."
Tina followed Kuro, heading towards the restaurant under Kuro's guidance.
"The world's greatest swordsman?"
The people below were somewhat surprised.
Zango stared wide-eyed at Kuro. He knew Kuro was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong. Kuro was the world's greatest swordsman! Although he didn't use a sword, he did use the Hypnotic Ring. As a weapon user, he knew a thing or two about this kind of reputation.
What's interesting about the high seas is that anything with a sharp edge can be called a 'sword'.
An axe is a 'sword', a knife is a 'sword', and even a Devil Fruit user, like Daz Bones, can be called a 'sword'.
Otherwise, why would Mihawk remember him so clearly?
"The world's greatest swordsman?"
Sazir's eyes widened as well. "Has Lieutenant General Kuro already reached this level? Is the next step to become an Admiral?"
Kuro turned around and glared at him, "What are you saying?! What general? What general?!"
"But, Lieutenant General Kuro..."
Sazir said, not quite understanding, "You're already very powerful. As an admiral candidate, the world's greatest swordsman, and the ruler of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, you'll be an admiral once Admiral Kizaru steps down."
This is a fact that everyone knows. He is a candidate for general. A candidate is someone who fills the vacancy when a general is no longer needed.
"Impossible."
Kuro shook his head decisively. "What reason could the old man possibly have to retire? It's still early. Don't say such unlucky things. Have you been at headquarters too long lately? Are you tired of it?"
Sazir opened his mouth, wanting to continue speaking, but suddenly felt a stinging pain on his skin, as if he were being stabbed by a sword, and immediately shut his mouth.
But he felt wronged; he clearly thought what he said made perfect sense...
Moore shook his head, hooked his arm around Sazir, and whispered, "In this world, reason alone is useless, Sazir. Why think about these things? Come on, Uncle will take you to see something good later. That place is quite big, and I'm sure you'll find something to enjoy."
"Don't lead bad people astray, Moore!"
Kuro smirked, "You just do your thing, why are you trying to drag others along?"
Moore shrugged and didn't reply.
Tina, however, looked at Kuro with a strange expression and said, "Tina is curious, don't you want to be a general?"
"A soldier who doesn't want to be a cook isn't a good lieutenant general," Kuro remarked.
Tina tilted her head. "What do you mean?"
Kuro, puffing on his cigar, said, "What I'm saying is that I'm not a good lieutenant general, so what kind of general am I? It's too early. Do you think the higher-ups would dare to release me? You, as the staff, haven't received any information, which clearly means they haven't mentioned this matter. So what are you all thinking? Tina, have you ever seen a general in his twenties? Kuzan is so young, but he only became a general in his thirties, right?"
Becoming a general isn't unacceptable, given my current position, but it depends on the timing.
The old man is far from retiring. He's thinking about becoming some kind of general now. If the old man finds out about this and he really retires, then he'll be in a very awkward position.
He was still hoping to enjoy a decade or so of leisure.
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