"Coo coo—"
After he finished doing all this, his stomach growled.
"Hey, is there anywhere to eat?" Kuro asked Major Job.
"Yes, there are, but..."
Major Job was about to say something when Kuro walked out. "Then lead the way, but my ass, I'm starving."
"Yes, sir!" Major Job saluted, ran in front of Kuro, and led Kuro forward.
...
Mary Geoise, banquet hall.
A row of sailors stood there ramrod straight, sweat dripping from their faces, occasionally swallowing hard.
In the middle of the banquet hall sat several enormous figures, some of whom were enjoying their meal.
Opposite them was a row of navy officers, the lowest rank being a rear admiral. In the center of that row sat an old woman, her fingers crossed and her chin resting on her fingers, like a commander.
Her expression was indifferent, as if she couldn't see the several enormous figures opposite her that exuded a dangerous aura.
The nearby navy personnel, however, sat there upright, looking somewhat tense.
Suddenly, the banquet hall doors creaked open, and everyone looked over.
There, a golden figure slowly walked over.
But before they had taken more than a few steps, the figure suddenly stopped, then continued walking inside.
"Lieutenant Colonel Kuro, I won't go in."
Job stood at the door, not daring to go in. He said something to Kuro and led the Marines to close the door.
"Oh? It's you. Have you had a pleasant trip?" Crane smiled when she saw the person who had come.
Kuro pursed his lips, glaring hatefully at one of the enormous creatures, then walked over to Tsuru, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
Opposite them are the Seven Warlords of the Sea.
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