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Chapter 1126: Hold On, I Don't Have Time to Listen to Your Story
Chapter 1126: Hold On, I Don’t Have Time to Listen to Your Story
With Maros’ death, the sealed space he had created was instantly dispelled.
The once barren Banquet Hall outside suddenly transformed into a lavishly furnished banquet hall—complete with long tables, gilded candelabras, roaring fireplaces, and intricate carvings adorning the walls.
Of course, what appeared alongside them were also corpses.
“What’s going on?” Doflamingo frowned.
“Isn’t it obvious? The Old Man got double-crossed.”
Kuro gripped Autumn Water and pointed the blade at Edmund. “This guy’s been scheming to steal my physical body!”
“Nani!”
Lida stared in shock at Edmund’s handsome face, then at Kuro, her large eyes widening with confusion. Moments later, her expression shifted to mortification and rage.
She’d spent so long guarding against other women, but now she had to watch out for men too?
Edmund’s expression darkened. He’d planned everything so carefully—yet Kuro had dismantled it all with a single punch!
Since when could an Admiral be this strong?!
“Why… why are you so strong? It doesn’t make sense! You’re human, right? You should have weaknesses! I’ve got dozens of Devil Fruit users—why can’t any of them stand against you?!” Edmund’s voice cracked, his once-calm demeanor crumbling.
“Simple. You should ask Kaido and Big Mom why, after all this time, not one Devil Fruit user who relies solely on their ability has ever managed to defeat them.”
Kuro spat, tilting his head back while clenching his cigar. “Devil Fruit users are eerie, sure. But even Kaido and Big Mom have made countless mistakes. These Devil Fruit users, though—one mistake and they’re dead.”
That was the difference.
Devil Fruit users were unpredictable, but at the end of the day, their bodies were still mortal. Life was still life.
No one’s ever heard of someone slicing you with a blade, only for you to retaliate with something even stronger.
People like that would’ve already become legends in the Grand Line. As for these backwater types? Their only trick is playing dirty and ambushing when their enemies let their guard down, using their abilities to deal devastating blows.
But once someone like Kuro takes them seriously? Death’s the only option.
“Anyway, I’m placing you under arrest for ambushing the Navy and concealing criminals,” Kuro exhaled a plume of smoke. “Stay right there. Don’t move.”
“I won’t let you touch the King!”
Hansa, the Meat Mountain, charged forward, his flabby flesh quivering as he spread his arms wide. “No one’s getting past me!”
“Flying Fishman Karate!”
Lida thrust her palm forward. Five bursts of Fishman Karate erupted from her fingers, slamming into Hansa’s body and making his fat jiggle violently.
“Useless. My Reflection—”
Hansa roared, but his voice abruptly faltered. His body softened, then crumpled to the ground.
Lida withdrew her hand, disgusted. “Ugh. That flabby flesh is too gross. I don’t even want to touch you.”
She’d mastered imbuing Fishman Karate with abilities long ago, back when Kuro was still hunting down Shanks in the East Blue.
Seeing Hansa fall, Tawish immediately shielded Edmund. “Your Majesty, retreat! I’ll hold them off!”
“Doubt that’ll work.”
Kuro’s voice echoed beside him.
Swoosh!
A black blade flashed, cleanly severing Tawish’s head.
Kuro flicked Autumn Water clean, ignoring the now-headless corpse, and fixed his gaze on Edmund’s exposed face behind it. “If you surrender now, you’ll live. Keep fighting, and I’ll show no mercy.”
“I can’t die,” Edmund laughed maniacally. “You forgot? I’m immortal. I ate the Cicada Devil Fruit and became its Contractor. Any contract I make—spoken or written—is binding. The moment I gained this power, I forged a pact with over a million citizens of Dominica. As their King, I allowed them to live on this land, and in return, they pledged me their wealth, rights, military strength—even their lives.”
“You know what this means, don’t you? They die for me. You think the man you just killed was me? No. Every time you kill me, one of them dies instead.”
Edmund spread his arms, laughing wildly. “They’re my subjects! I am the King of Dominica! I hold life and death authority here—this kingdom is mine to do with as I please!”
He lowered his head, glaring at Kuro with gruesome intensity. “Kill me! Go ahead—wipe out the entire population of Dominica! You used Pacifista before, didn’t you? Do it again! If you’ve got the guts, come at me!”
Doflamingo frowned. “Tough Devil Fruit user?”
Borsalino closed his eyes and waved his hand, signaling the encircling Navy forces to retreat.
No choice. They couldn’t operate like this.
“You bastard!” Kas stepped forward, shouting at Edmund. “What kind of qualifications do you have to call yourself King? Those people are your citizens! You’re not striving for their prosperity—you’re exploiting them! Even their lives aren’t safe from you?!”
“You don’t understand anything!” Edmund’s voice trembled with rage. “You think this underground station became this way by accident? You think I haven’t—”
“Hold it.”
Kuro abruptly cut him off with a wave of his hand. “I don’t have time to listen to your story. Can’t kill you, huh? Bring me some Seastone Handcuffs.”
If you can’t kill someone, just slap on Seastone.
He was Navy, after all!
Cuff them in Seastone and toss them into Impel Down. Who cares about immortality or how many lives they’ve stolen? Let’s see them escape from there!
After the last breakout, Impel Down had tightened security even further. If this guy tried escaping again, Magellan might just lose his position as Deputy Warden.
Kuro’s words stunned Edmund. “Seastone? You’re using Seastone?”
“That’s right,” Kuro nodded, glancing at Borsalino and Doflamingo with mild disgust. “You two been fighting pirates in the Grand Line so long your brains’ve gone stiff? What were you retreating for? When dealing with Devil Fruit users, just use Seastone. What’s hard about that?”
Borsalino suddenly realized, snapping orders. “Deploy the net launchers!”
Soldiers rushed forward, aiming their guns at Edmund.
These weren’t ordinary bullets—they were nets embedded with Seastone.
Wrap him up, slap on the Seastone cuffs, and it’s over.
“I’m the King! You have no authority to arrest me!”
Edmund panicked. “I’m a member state’s King!”
Kuro exhaled another plume of smoke. “You might not know this, but royalty only exists through mutual recognition. You’re King because over a million people in Wanokuni recognize you—that’s bottom-up recognition. But top-down? The World Government’s the one that grants you member state status.”
“And right now,” Kuro’s voice turned icy, “I represent the World Government. I don’t recognize you. Legally speaking, you’re nobility—but that title of King? I don’t acknowledge it. So you’re not the King anymore. Got it?”
(End of Chapter)
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