"You really do... have absolutely no sympathy for me?"
He smiled, paused for a moment, and then said, "Hey, what do you think would be a good title for the chapter?"
Kuro thought for a moment, then pointed to the burns on his shoulder and said, "Look, I, a candidate for Admiral, was actually injured by you. That's a tragic hero who was determined to seek revenge, who encountered an evil Marine who stood in his way, and fought fearlessly. Even in death, he still showed great courage."
"How about we call it 'The End of a Tragic Hero'?"
"What a terrible chapter..."
Rice chuckled and said, "I doubt anyone would like that, since you're the one who represents justice."
"People should have confidence. Dark heroes are still heroes. A person's integrity has nothing to do with their ambition or stance. There are trash in the Navy and good people in the pirates."
Kuro's expression was solemn: "As long as this is what you want to write, even if no one in this world acknowledges it, I, Lucilfer Kuro, will hold this book high and shout to the world: I acknowledge it!"
"Yeah..."
Rice smiled as he looked up at the dome that had been torn open; the night was gradually disappearing, revealing the scene of daytime.
He suddenly said, "I am a 'Writing Person' who ate the 'Writing Fruit'. My ability is to turn what I write into reality, but this requires people to see it. If few people see it, I can't have much influence on reality, nor can I influence people with strong wills."
“Gugas, Hugo, and the powerful figures within the kingdom were all dealt with by Sipatia. Kuro, you need to be careful of that woman; her thinking is different from that of normal people.”
A ray of sunlight shone down from the large hole, illuminating his face and gradually softening it, making him appear less monstrous and more like a normal person.
"I guess I'm just not cut out for swords, only for pens. Lisara, if you're upset with me, give me a good scolding when I get there..."
"Also, thank you, Mr. 'Evil Navy'."
Rice smiled and closed his eyes.
His body gradually turned to ash, as if burned by flames, turning into powder that swirled and scattered with the large hole above.
Kuro sat there in silence for a while before picking up the book, carefully placing it back in the spot where Rice had been, and then turning to leave.
The wind blew the book's cover, and the turf fell onto the first page.
"Foreword: I want to be someone who records the stories of the sea. P.S.: I'd also like to bring Lisara along..."
The wind continued to swirl, finally settling in last.
"In conclusion: Those who sincerely repent and are kind will be protected by Lisala and will be free from all diseases."
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