"In the end, pirates of this caliber can only survive in places like this."
Kuro glanced at the headless corpses and scoffed, "Great pirates? These scumbags dare to call themselves great pirates?"
Great pirates are legendary figures. The Four Emperors are great pirates, Shiki the Golden Lion is a great pirate, and Redfield is a great pirate.
A year ago, he was a supernova and could be considered a 'great pirate'.
This thing doesn't even deserve to be called a great pirate.
Kuro had already decided to kill them the moment he heard them talking.
From a public and private standpoint, from a moral and rational standpoint, they will not survive.
As for the credit...
Who the hell knew that he'd lost his navy cloak and was wearing a straw hat that didn't show his whole face?
Besides, even if his identity is exposed, he wouldn't get promoted with all these things.
They really think merit is worthless.
Kuro, with his cigar in his mouth, ignored the blood and mess on the ground and turned back to sit on the stool.
"Hmm... these things should be enough for you to clean the tavern. You can also renovate this shabby tavern while you're at it. It's so damp. Use the bounty money to renovate it, and also install some doors."
When he said this, Dick hadn't reacted yet, just staring blankly at the hellish tavern.
Dead...
They're all dead.
Just a moment ago these people were making a ruckus, but now, only the expressions on their faces made him realize that the noise was real.
But it was just a head!
This man killed all of them!
"Hey, stop staring and bring out the food, I'm hungry."
Kuro tapped on the table.
The sound of fingers tapping on the table startled Dick awake. He stared at Kuro in horror, "Who are you?!"
"They're just your customers now, and you've already spent so much money..."
He pointed to the corpses behind him and said, "It's not like I'm going to make you stop serving, is it? Or do you want to reclaim your identity as a retired old pirate and become like them?"
"I'll do it right away!"
Dick jumped up and immediately ran to the kitchen, where he started fiddling around.
The rain outside was drizzling down. Kuro sat quietly at the bar, poured himself a glass of wine, and slowly savored it amidst the hellish scene of corpses and blood behind him.
"It tastes good," Kuro said with a light laugh.
"Your food!"
After waiting for a while, Dick rushed over from the kitchen and placed two large bowls and a plate on the table.
One dish was fruit, and the other was a very ordinary meat and potato dish. The plate contained noodles, topped with a rich tomato sauce and some shrimp.
In this world, this is a very common dish.
After all, they run a tavern, not a restaurant; they just need to fill their stomachs.
Kuro didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up a small piece of meat with bone and stuffed it into his mouth. After chewing for a while, he spat out a small bone and began to eat heartily.
The food disappeared at a visible speed until Kuro lowered his hand and swallowed the last bite, completely devouring it.
"Please use it!"
Dick seized the opportunity, bowed slightly, and handed over the towel with both hands.
"Ah... thanks."
Kuro took the towel, wiped his mouth first, and then wiped his hands while saying, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in you, otherwise you would have died just now."
"That's not it..."
Dick took a deep breath, then suddenly bowed deeply and cried out, "Please save this country!!!"
Kuro paused in wiping his hands, looking at the burly man, and unconsciously tilted his head to the side.
"ha?"
"Please! Save this country!"
Dick straightened up excitedly and said, "You're so strong, you can definitely do it! Defeat Krein Og, save this country, and bring hope to this country, you can do it!!"
His excited expression was as if he had seen a lifeline.
"Who? Who did I defeat?" Kuro asked, bewildered.
"Krein Og! The king of this country, he's the root of everything, defeat him! Please, defeat him!"
His voice was hoarse with excitement, and tears streamed down his face. He bowed again, his head slamming against the bar counter, shattering one end of the table.
"Please, you must save this country!!" he cried out hoarsely.
"No, you need to explain exactly what you mean."
Kuro rubbed his temples, looking a bit annoyed. "You're an old pirate, and you've made things... huh?"
He turned his head and looked in one direction. "Someone's coming."
Tap tap tap...
Suddenly, a series of footsteps could be heard from outside. Under the torrential rain, the uniform sound of these footsteps was very clear.
From the tavern window, one could see a group of soldiers in uniforms, carrying muskets and knives, lined up and approaching the street.
"It's Krein's army, they... they've come to arrest people again."
Dick raised his head, ignoring the blood on his forehead from the earlier collision, and limped out from behind the bar. He stood by the window and solemnly said to Kuro, "Just watch, you'll soon understand the cruelty of this country!"
Dick's right leg, from the midpoint of his thigh down, was nailed with wooden sticks; it was indeed a broken leg.
And at the window next to him, the group of soldiers outside had stopped right where they could see him.
Then, they started banging on the door.
Bang!
The wooden door of a bungalow was easily broken open, and several soldiers rushed in. Immediately afterwards, a series of ghostly wails and howls came from inside.
"No! Don't take me away, I need to take care of my child! No!!"
A woman in tattered clothes was dragged out by soldiers, while inside the house, a boy of about four or five years old stood there wailing. He tried to rush out, but the soldiers blocked the doorway like an impenetrable wall.
The woman was quickly bound by the soldiers and ropes were put around her. No matter how much she struggled, she could not shake the soldiers in the slightest. Even when she collapsed on the ground, the soldiers dragged her away.
Upon seeing this, Kuro instinctively got up and started to walk over there.
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Dick stood before him and solemnly said, "Only then will you know what this country is really like!"
"You fucking..."
Kuro clicked his tongue. "Are you looking for death?"
"I died five years ago!"
Dick gave a bitter smile, then said seriously, "But I assure you, with a bounty of 350 million and the pirate dignity of [Piercing Spear] Dick, they will be safe for the time being! Please continue!"
Three hundred and fifty million...
He's considered a well-known pirate in the New World.
Is this man with the broken leg really that strong?
Judging from Kuro's Observation Haki, this person's aura was already extremely weak, weaker than an ordinary person, no, even weaker than the beggar he had encountered before.
At least that beggar still had the will to live, but this person had no will at all; he was as lifeless as a stone.
His spirit and energy had long since collapsed.
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