"Huh? But you're clearly lying down," Fanny asked, puzzled.
"Don't worry about the details! People can only be happy if they don't care about the details!" Moore said angrily.
"Lieutenant General Kuro! Lieutenant General Kuro!" Sazir shouted.
"Hmph, brat, let me tell you, the Holy Maiden is no simple character. Even the Golden Lion wouldn't be able to easily..."
laugh!!
Before Moore could finish speaking, Kuro flashed to the saintess's side, swung his black blade, and a burst of blood erupted, cutting her down.
"Easily..."
Moore's eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets, as he stared straight ahead.
"Hey, is it really that simple? Shouldn't it have been a battle of hundreds of rounds, a cataclysmic event? Is the Holy Maiden really that weak? This doesn't make sense! Why was she so easily defeated? What happened to saving the world?!" Moore was sweating profusely as he shouted.
Kuro flicked his blade, spitting the blood onto the blood-soaked ground. He looked at the innocent girl lying in the pool of blood with a cold gaze.
This cut was almost too painful to bear.
After all, the other person looked like a little girl.
Is it necessary for the Navy to go to this extent?
That little girl was just someone with a simple dream of saving the world.
Even Kro turned his head away, showing a look of pity.
Lida, on the other hand, frowned and carefully took a few steps back.
"It's coming."
"Huh? What's here?" Kro asked.
“That girl…” Lida said solemnly, “is very strong.”
I said...
Kuro looked down at the person lying below. "Who are you trying to fool by hiding under that face? Trying to fool those fools with that appearance? Don't be ridiculous. I can smell your Impel Down stench from 800 miles away, you old man."
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