Forced To Be A General, I Just Wanted To Retire

Unlike Me, I Only Feel Sorry For You

“Stop joking!”

Kuro wanted to roar: “I attract attention? Why should I attract attention?! What, I’ll support you in your old age and you’ll send me off?!”

“How can that be? It’s all Sakasugi’s idea. I was very against it.”

Kizaru chuckled and said, “You know Sakasugi’s temperament. What he has decided cannot be changed. Unlike me, I will only feel sorry for you and think about you.”

What’s with your tea-art tone?

“Enough, enough. Just tell me, is there any room for this? I can’t carry such a heavy burden.” Kuro asked.

“It’s not as troublesome as you think, Kuro.”

Kizaru said, “This is just a newspaper. The main target of the crowd is those remnants of the same era as Roger. People like them, who already have a foundation in the New World, and pirates who have retired will not come to you.

“After screening, only those pirates who escaped from the sixth floor want to continue to fight. If they want to be famous again and tell the world that they are back, finding you is the best choice. Other pirates will not pay attention to this.”

‘Only?’

Don’t you know how many people have escaped from the entire sixth floor? And you still use the word ‘only’?

Kuro’s face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping.

Kizaru continued, “Those pirates are scattered all over the place, and we can’t collect all the intelligence, but if we concentrate on one point, we can easily break through them. Besides, you are in charge of the entrance of Chaos. It’s up to you to put them in.”

This is true. The position of G-3 is very unique. From here, they can choose a sea route at will. If those difficult ones are released, they can cause a new wave of destruction in the current situation of New World.

Simply put, he became the Gatekeeper again.

In the past, Sabaody Archipelago was the gatekeeper and did not let those young pirates pass. Now that they are here, they are still the gatekeeper and do not let those old men pass.

Kuro did not give up and asked, “Is there no other way?”

“Yes, I will retire and you will take over…”

“Farewell!”

**TIP**

Kuro threw the microphone on Den Den Mushi and hung up after the sound.

“What the hell!” He cursed, then looked out of the window and said:

“Have you caught him?”

Crowe pushed up his glasses and said, “The search is already underway, and our colleague’s body has been sent down to get it.”

“Very good, bring them back in one piece. We can’t sacrifice them for nothing.” Kuro nodded.

“Mr. Kuro, in this case, how should the report be written…” asked Crowe.

Kuro glared at him and said:

“Are you also stupid? Write what you should write. Show me all the battles between Marines and pirates, put me down a little and highlight the contributions of others, especially those who have sacrificed themselves. You have written a report for so long, do you still need me to teach you this?!”

Although his words were flowery, the report still had to be done normally. Kuro could not let down the people who had sacrificed themselves.

Otherwise, what would happen to those people? Would they die at sea?!

Although Kuro doesn’t want to be famous, he can’t do something as heartless as denying his wingman’s credit!

“Yes, Mr. Kuro.” Crowe saluted.

“Found it.”

At this moment, Leda made a sound. She pulled a small face and rummaged in her bag and took out a green Devil Fruit. “I wasted my snacks again!”

Kuro looked over and said, “It’s out? It looks like Paramecia.”

He was no longer surprised by Leda’s goods.

This time, all five metahumans died beside Leda. With the nature of this backpack, it was impossible for it not to be sold.

Although he did not know the principle behind it, it was a good thing that it was shipped. Anyway, Kuro did not lose out.

On the other hand, the Paramecia that he obtained for no reason last time made him a little resentful.

He did not know where the fruit came from.

“Rawr …”

The Den Den Mushi rang again, not from the desk.

Crowe took out Den Den Mushi from his pocket and answered the call. “Moximossi, this is Crowe.”

“Colonel Crowe, we caught Merman.” ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ɴovelFɪre.net

The voice of a Marine came from the other side, faint and a little noisy.

Crowe looked at Kuro, who narrowed his eyes and said, “Let’s go down and see.”

The group stood up and walked towards the deck below.

At this moment, on the deck, a group of Marines surrounded more than 20 tied-up and kneeling Mermen, staring at them.

“Hey, let us go!”

A murloc was caught and roared ferociously, “You lowly humans! Let go of us, we are murlocs, a higher race!”

Bang!

Basil rolled up his sleeves and punched the Merman in the face, knocking him to the ground.

“What a joke! When did the Merman Race become a higher race!”

Basil said angrily, “You are just a lowly fish swimming in the sea, how dare you drill through our ship!”

“You humans! It should be an honor to be sunk by us!” Another Merman struggled to get up, but he was quickly pointed at by many Marines.

“It’s just a gun! Kill me if you can!” The Merman roared.

Swish!

At this moment, an air bullet suddenly flew and pierced through the merman’s temple, hitting a ball of blood. The merman’s eyes were dull and he fell directly.

“Everyone here has this ability.”

A voice came from the side.

Everyone looked over and saw Kuro bending an index finger and walking over.

It was a finger gun.

“Vice Admiral Kuro.”

Salzir and others turned their heads and saluted Kuro.

“Karen!”

A group of murlocs looked at the dead murloc and showed their resentment towards Kuro. A murloc struggled with the rope and wanted to rush towards Kuro. At this moment, Crowe also pointed at the murloc and said, “Finger gun.”

Bang!

A bloody wound appeared between the merman’s eyebrows, causing him to fall backward.

This time, the merfolk fell silent.

“The World Government will not agree to your indiscriminate killing! Our Fishman Island also participated in this World Conference. Aren’t you afraid of causing disputes!” A Fishman gritted his teeth.

“Oh, you even know about the World Conference.”

Kuro said in surprise, “So, you are from Fishman Island recently…”

He looked at the chest of the first murloc. There were two tattoos in total. One was a shark-like tattoo, and the other was a tattoo of a human body and a broken head inside a circle.

“What’s the matter with Jinbe? At this critical moment, he still dares to let the Murlocs out to be pirates. Most importantly, he even dared to cut through the ships of my subordinates, causing me to lose a group of subordinates. Well done, Murlocs.”

Kuro bit his cigar and walked over. He looked down at the merman and said coldly, “How should I deal with you…”