But even if it's him, in the end, isn't this all because of Chloe?
If Crowe hadn't been there, he wouldn't have mentioned Crowe's name when he faced Hawkeye. If he hadn't mentioned Crowe's name, things wouldn't be like this today, and there might have been other solutions.
Yes, that's it.
Kuro gave Kro a piercing look, his meaning clear.
Fix this for me now!
Kro glanced over there, understood what he meant, and rolled his eyes inwardly in exasperation.
"Although I really wish it were me, that person really isn't me. I don't use a knife. Sir, you've mistaken me for someone else."
Kro said, "I'm just a private in a branch, how could I possibly be recognized by the world's greatest swordsman?"
Upon hearing this, the officer's surprised expression disappeared. He released Kro's hand and carefully examined him. He was tall and slender, and his hands did not have calluses from holding a knife. Although he looked powerful, it did not come from his arms, but rather from his legs.
He might be a skilled fighter, but he certainly wouldn't qualify as someone who wields a knife.
Have you really admitted your mistake?
The officer sat down: "That makes sense. It's just a coincidence of names. I heard that Kuro is also a Marine. Didn't he come to headquarters? What a pity. A man like him should be on the Grand Line. Doesn't headquarters have any orders?"
Even if headquarters wants to have dispatching personnel, they still need to find the right people first.
The names are all fake; all we know is that he's a navy officer. Plus, someone is deliberately hiding his identity, so of course he's hard to find.
Since Kuro was not the so-called great swordsman, the officer naturally lost his previous enthusiasm. After registering, the three of them left the reception area, where the navy arranged accommodations for them.
Although Kuro was a warrant officer, warrant officers in the Navy were not officers, but just soldiers. Moreover, he was a branch warrant officer, so he naturally didn't have a good place to live. He and Kuro were assigned to the same dormitory, while Lida was assigned to the girls' dormitory.
Moreover, within the headquarters, officers and generals are at different levels. Naval officers and generals are the true backbone, while admirals are at the level of governors-general, and are subordinate to marshals.
However, none of this mattered to Kuro. He only wanted to be promoted to captain of the headquarters. With that rank, he could still lead warships to the four seas. So, Finbot was his former goal. In addition, with Colonel Smoker protecting him, it was practically a sure thing.
According to Kro's plan, there should be no major problems.
The three headed to the mess hall, which was naturally enormous. It was lunchtime, and the mess hall was quite noisy, with the sounds of cooking and the sailors eating and chatting creating a very lively atmosphere.
"It smells so good!"
Lida sniffed frantically as the aroma of food wafted into her nostrils, making her eyes practically sparkle.
"It smells so good..."
Kuro was also stunned by the rich aroma of the food.
Marineford is indeed worthy of being called Marineford, the main base of the Navy. It's not in the same league as the 153rd Branch's mess hall or the base mess hall in Loguetown.
"That one is the best!"
After sniffing for a while, Lida pounced like a puppy, pointing at a pot of stewing meat, "That one, that one, give me all of it!"
The man stewing the meat was an older man. When he saw a little child come in, he showed a kind smile.
"You little girl have good taste, and your nose is very sensitive. You have a lot of talent. Why don't you learn to cook with me?"
"No way, I want to eat that pot of meat!"
"I'm the best chef here, are you sure you don't want to learn to cook with me?" the uncle said with a smile.
"Meat!" Lida's eyes lit up, and she stopped paying attention to what the old man was saying.
"Okay, okay, it's cooked too. Here's a little extra for you."
The uncle smiled and was about to get a spoon, but Lida couldn't wait any longer. With a swift movement, she lifted the stew pot, which was almost as tall as her, and carried it to Kuro and the others' table.
"Kuro, this pot of meat is the best, trust me!" Lida said confidently.
Of course I believe you; your nose is as sharp as a dog's.
Kuro rolled his eyes and tapped Lida. "How many times have I told you to eat like a lady? This cafeteria is so big, do you think you'll go hungry?"
At the same time, he was also somewhat relieved, because the headquarters was genuinely wealthy and powerful, so they weren't afraid of how much others ate, and they could spend less of their own money.
Since Lida came, his money has become practically worthless; now he's finally free.
Eat! Eat as much as you want! If you can bankrupt the headquarters, I'll challenge the world's greatest swordsman!
Kuro was determined. He refused to believe that Lida would really bankrupt the headquarters by eating him. He would challenge Hawkeye and use his fame to support this glutton.
Of course, with the headquarters' reserves, Lida really couldn't possibly eat it all.
This time, she ate with great satisfaction.
"Ah, the food at headquarters is really delicious, even better than Barati. I'd like to stay here forever."
Leaving the cafeteria, Lida patted her belly with a satisfied expression.
"Hey, Kuro, why don't we just stay at headquarters?"
"Don't even think about it. What's so great about staying at headquarters? Think about it yourself. Headquarters is where you'll be dealing with the elite pirates of the Grand Line. They're all monsters. This place has the most Devil Fruit users. Who knows what strange abilities you'll encounter? Like Ze..."
Kuro abruptly shut his mouth, looked around, and said, "In short, we need to keep a low profile, try to return to the East Blue, and not seek the limelight."
“But you’re already very strong,” Lida asked.
"Huh? I'm strong?"
Kuro pointed at himself exaggeratedly: "Can I defeat Hawkeye? Even if I'm lucky enough to defeat Hawkeye, can I defeat a Yonko crew? Not just Yonko, but a Yonko crew? Even if I can defeat one Yonko crew, can I defeat four Yonko crews?"
"Mr. Kuro, what is your definition of powerful...?"
Kro adjusted his glasses and asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.
Kuro stroked his chin and said seriously, "Being able to defeat the Four Emperors' crew plus the Seven Warlords of the Sea, that's what makes someone strong, right?"
"???"
These words left not only Lida but also Kro completely bewildered.
I'm asking a question, not because I have a problem, but because you do!
Kuro really thought so. The sea was too dangerous. Not to mention that he couldn't even beat Hawkeye now, even if he could, it wouldn't matter. Admirals are strong, right? Zephyr is strong enough, right? But he still lost an arm to pirates when he was leading new recruits.
Although the pirate's identity was somewhat special, and although there were hostages on the ship.
But before that, who the hell knew such a person existed?
On the high seas, unexpected situations are all too common.
Can Kuro guarantee that he won't encounter another pervert like this?
What if an even more monstrous person comes along? I might not even be as good as Zephyr. What if I die?
Ultimately, it's because we're not strong enough!
"But now that we're at headquarters, we should take advantage of this rare opportunity and find someone who knows the Six Styles to trick them into giving us some of it."
Kuro murmured.
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