Kuro glanced at them, nodded, and gestured to Kro.
Kro nodded and handed the two fruits to Sazir and Fanny.
"Thank you, Mr. Kuro!"
Sazir was especially excited; finally, finally there was a fruit that suited him to eat!
The power of that Strike-Strike Fruit is that it can repel anything that exists, including attacks!
If he can deflect attacks, it means he won't feel as much pain when he gets hit in the future!
What? This fruit is suitable for your boxing style?
That kind of thing is not important!
The important thing is not to get beaten up!
"Alright, eat this thing and familiarize yourself with your abilities. Also... Kikyo, inform all the chefs that I'm treating the entire G-3 Marines to dinner. Prepare a lavish meal." Kuro waved his hand and said.
"You need to find a place to squat in the outhouse?"
Kikyo asked in confusion, "Aren't there toilets in the fortress?"
Kuro: "..."
Why is he talking to this thing?
Lida repeated what she said, and Kikyo finally nodded.
Everyone left, leaving only three people in the office.
Kuro sat in the chair, slowly lit another cigar, and gazed at the scenery outside the high-rise building. Smoke swirled around him, and for a moment, he stood there, lost in thought.
"You really can't get any more famous, Chloe..."
After a long pause, he finally uttered a sentence.
"ah?"
Kuro turned to look at Kuro and pursed his lips.
Does Mr. Kuro need my advice again?
But at this point, there aren't many good ideas besides suspending activities and downplaying our presence.
"Go to the telecommunications headquarters and have him give me all the information on those old guys who escaped," Kuro said.
Kuro was taken aback at first, then said, "But, Mr. Kuro, they might not give us the information. The World Government keeps it a secret from the outside world, and the headquarters won't easily reveal it either."
For example, in this case, the news of Smith's escape was not circulated among the senior naval officers; he was considered a 'missing person'.
"Who do you think I am? Go ahead and ask for it, I'll give it to you."
Kuro shook his head. "I finally want to do something, and no one will make things difficult for me. If I can't get it from the old man, I'll ask Sakazuki. If I can't get it from Sakazuki, I'll go to Mary Geoise. Without any reliable information, relying solely on guesswork, how long will it take to figure it out?"
Like this time, we only found out that some people had intruded into our waters when we arrived in person. It was too slow and too careless.
“Yes, I understand, Mr. Kuro. I’ll call him later.” Kuro nodded.
"Go down and attend the banquet."
Kuro stood up and walked down.
The banquet will, of course, be held in the cafeteria.
Besides the naval mess hall, there weren't enough tables available elsewhere to feed these thousands of naval personnel.
At this moment, many naval personnel had gathered in the mess hall and were sitting at tables. The mess hall was completely silent, except for the sounds of cooking coming from the kitchen.
The G-3 Navy can make a sound, but the Douglas Navy is inherently taciturn. In addition, they have just held a memorial service for the fallen navy. Under this heavy atmosphere, the Douglas Navy's unique silence makes them even quieter.
Until Kuro and the others entered the arena.
A group of people immediately stood up and saluted Kuro and the others in unison, their white uniforms creating a striking visual impact.
Kuro nodded and walked to the table in the center to sit down.
His direct subordinates or his direct subordinates were also seated at that table at that moment.
There was already food on the table, but the others just sat there, not daring to move.
"Move, everyone! What are you standing there for?"
Kuro glanced at it and said, "Food is for people to eat, not for people to look at. Don't worry about it. Today I've specially granted permission for a feast. Drink to your heart's content."
"The lieutenant general has given the order: Commence!"
A lieutenant colonel at a nearby table shouted loudly.
But no one moved after hearing this.
Everyone stared silently at the food in front of them, somewhat bewildered.
Seeing this, Kuro knew why, sighed, picked up his wine glass, and slowly stood up.
As Kuro stood up, everyone else looked at him.
Kuro raised his glass and addressed the crowd:
"Before joining the Navy, we were all ordinary people. People join the Navy for all sorts of reasons."
"Whether you want to uphold justice, protect civilians, have power, or live a relatively safe life, there's no question of which reason is more or less important. When you join the navy, you're essentially contributing to the cause of justice."
"We come from all over the world, from all corners of the globe, but we have come together for the same goal."
"We have made sacrifices. In the fight against pirates, we always have sacrifices, but that is not enough to dampen our enthusiasm for the Navy. After all, this is the New World, a place where elites gather!"
These words caused the G-3 naval personnel to raise their heads in unison.
Yes, this is a new world, and they are all battle-hardened, incredibly determined, and even honed elites with an aura of dominance.
“We have witnessed countless sacrifices. Your grief is a good thing, and I am gratified, as it means you have not forgotten those who sacrificed their lives. Therefore, with this in mind, and carrying on the legacy of the fallen, we dare not say that we can bring peace to the world and restore order, but we will do what a navy should do most.”
"Hold your heads high. We owe no one anything. We will continue to do what the navy is supposed to do. No matter what kind of world it is in the future, the navy's commitment to upholding justice will never change!"
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