Crocodile was furious, extremely furious.
We had agreed to invite him up as a guest.
but...
In a room with a living room, Crocodile poured himself a glass of wine.
It has everything here: cigars, food, wine, and the accommodations are quite nice, but there's just one thing...
He picked up the wine glass, then his eyes slid down to the handcuffs on his wrists. His face darkened, and he slammed the glass down.
Bang!
The table made a sound, as if it were expressing its doubt.
On the other side, Daz Bonis glanced at the sea stone handcuffs on his own hands and asked, "Boss, what do we do?"
Crocodile's face was ashen. "I was careless. I forgot there were other Marines around."
The sea stone handcuffs prevented them from using their abilities and also rendered them powerless, but this powerlessness was still within their tolerance range.
Suddenly, the door opened, and a person wrapped in bandages, looking like a mummy, floated in.
Behind him, Clooney and Lida walked in together.
Kuro gestured with his lips, and Chloe, standing beside him, nodded and said, "Oh, drinking?"
"Kuro!"
Crocodile glanced at him, amused by his appearance, and smirked, "What do you look like now, a bandaged man?"
Kuro didn't speak, but gestured with his eyes again.
“You would be gone by now,” Kro said in a low voice.
Kuro extended his still-intact right hand and snapped his fingers.
“Give me a drink,” Kro said.
"Did you hurt your mouth too?!"
Crocodile glared at Kuro, but still poured him a glass of wine.
Kuro nodded, picked up his glass, took a sip, and glanced at him.
Kro said, "I'm too lazy to talk."
Crocodile's lips twitched, and the veins on his arms bulged; he wanted to slap him with the seastone handcuffs.
"Stop fooling around."
This time, Kuro spoke up, "If this thing encounters me, something bad will happen. At that time, even if you don't bring Seastone, it won't be of any use even if you turn into a sandstorm."
"What do you want to do?" Crocodile asked with a grim face.
Kuro snapped his fingers with his right hand, and Kuro nodded, taking out a key from his pocket.
The key to the sea stone handcuffs.
“Well, we admit we didn’t do the right thing, but since we’ve already made the copy, we might as well ask all the questions at once and then decide what to do,” Kuro said.
"What's going on?" Crocodile asked.
"Well... that's the situation. As for what exactly it is, we'll have to see the specifics to determine the situation."
Are you kidding me?!
A bulge appeared on Crocodile's forehead, and his arm froze.
Kuro laughed and said, "Choose one: either become a Shichibukai or go to jail."
Shichibukai?
Crocodile was taken aback, then burst into laughter: "Ha, ha, ha, ha! I was removed from the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Kuro! You actually want to invite me to be a Warlord of the Sea? Does the World Government agree to that? What about your Navy?"
"I can't handle this."
Kuro said, "I'm just a messenger. I would welcome you joining the Seven Warlords of the Sea, otherwise I wouldn't have stopped you. But as for the specifics, that's not my business. Whether you join or not is your choice. As for whether the higher-ups approve it, that's another matter."
Power is currently in Sakazuki's hands, and perhaps it will eventually go to the old man. But the old man may seem easygoing, but he has his own set of principles. In any case, it won't be in his hands, so why should he bother with it?
He just happened to see Crocodile and thought he could find a reliable person for the Shichibukai.
In terms of combat strength, this guy is very reliable, and from Kuro's perspective, he is much better than before, at least he is not so ambitious anymore.
Although his Observation Haki isn't as good as Issho's in sensing specific emotions, it's still quite effective. Crocodile is currently showing signs of losing his spirit, recognizing reality but refusing to admit it—the kind of middle-aged demeanor one often sees.
Whitebeard's death must have been a huge blow to him.
"The Seven Warlords of the Sea..."
Crocodile narrowed his eyes. "Aren't you afraid I'll overthrow another country?"
"ha!"
Kuro laughed: "You've spent over ten years trying to overthrow it and still haven't succeeded. You can't even do it, and your reputation is ruined. Nobody believes you anymore."
"You bastard!" Crocodile roared.
However, he was right; his reputation had already been ruined in various countries.
But it was precisely because of this that Kuro developed feelings for Crocodile.
He has a different identity from Doflamingo. If he were Doflamingo, he might actually find a new country to become king if he wanted to, but it's more likely that he would just join Kaido if released.
Crocodile is different. He's been drifting on the sea for so long without ever cooperating with anyone. He's incredibly cunning.
Moreover, his reputation in the kingdom is already ruined, and no one will believe him. Let alone overthrowing the country, even if he were to be stationed in a country, the king would be on guard.
Moreover, he took too long to overthrow the country. Even though Alabasta is a major power far exceeding Dressrosa, the preparation time was still far too long.
The main problem is the lack of legitimacy. He doesn't even have a weak claim, let alone a strong one.
In a world rife with bloodline and aristocracy, it is virtually impossible for anyone to claim a desire to come to power.
Otherwise, why don't the revolutionaries make themselves kings, instead of finding someone with noble blood to be king after overthrowing the country?
If it's not claimed, it's not recognized...
Moreover, he had failed before. If he really wanted to venture out to sea again, he should have gathered his forces and raised his banner long ago, but he didn't. This is also why Kuro likes him.
However, this is none of Kuro's business, and even if Crocodile were willing, it would only be a preliminary intention.
Crocodile stared at Kuro for a moment, then narrowed his eyes. "Fine, I agree. Daz, give him my Vivre Paper."
Daz Bonis nodded, took a piece of the Life Paper from his pocket, tore a small section off, and placed it on the table.
The Life Paper slowly moved towards Crocodile.
It was his mistake.
“Kro,” Kuro said.
Kro nodded, placed the key on the table, and took the life paper.
“I’m a trustworthy person. I’ll hand the life certificate to the relevant person in charge, and he’ll come looking for you. Of course, this is if things go well.”
Kuro picked up the glass, downed the drink in one gulp, and then said with disdain, "Tsk, this tastes awful. Whose is this?"
"It's your own!" Crocodile's veins bulged. "Is this my ship?!"
"Bullshit, how could I have such awful wine!" Kuro rolled his eyes, completely denying it.
"Get lost on your own on the next island, or I'll have to temporarily send you to Impel Down. Of course... this is out of gratitude. We in the Navy remember favors. Considering you once protected us, we'll let you off this time. Don't misunderstand."
Kuro stood up, floated up again, and left with Lida and Kuro.
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