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Chapter 483: Only I'm This Kindhearted
Chapter 483: Only I’m This Kindhearted
The storm had passed.
Rainwater dripped from the eaves, reflecting glimmers of light.
The black clouds had vanished, revealing the sun shining through the sky.
In the crowd, Sag thrust his long spear high, impaling King Krayen Oger’s severed head. He turned to the masses and roared, “We’ve been reborn!!!”
“Oooooo!!!”
A tsunami-like roar erupted from the citizens. They raised their weapons, cheering and leaping as if the mountains crushing their shoulders had finally been lifted.
It’s over!
Everything’s over!
They would never again endure the King’s oppression or pirate ambushes. From now on, anyone who dared to bully them would have to trample over their corpses!
Yet among the jubilant crowd, Dick stood frozen. Before Sag’s spear pierced Oger’s head, he’d seen it—
That long-forgotten smile.
Just like back then, when that golden-haired young man radiated determination, vowing to save the nation.
A nameless emotion churned in Dick’s chest. He stared at the severed head dangling from Sag’s silver spear, opened his mouth, then lowered his head, his figure dissolving into the celebrating throng.
King Krayen Oger was dead.
The nation’s culprit had perished.
After the cheers, a burly man gripped his blade, gritting his teeth. He stepped forward, aiming to slash the headless corpse one last time. His action ignited a frenzy—others rushed forward with weapons, eager to vent their hatred on the corpse.
Boom!
Suddenly, their bodies stiffened mid-motion, frozen for a heartbeat.
Sag turned in shock, witnessing blood-red waves surging from the distance—a terrifying, oppressive aura.
It wasn’t real blood, but a Killing Intent.
“Killing Intent!” Dick gasped, glancing back.
At that moment, the severed head on Sag’s spear vanished in a wisp of afterimage.
Kuro appeared before the crowd, holding the head. He sighed, “Impressive. Awakening your willpower truly makes a difference.”
His Killing Intent, which would’ve crushed them before, now only made them pause briefly.
Gently placing the head onto the corpse, he reattached it seamlessly.
Standing up, he pulled out a cigar, lit it, and exhaled smoke. “Why am I such a pushover? You dodged my wisp, yet I’m still collecting your corpse?”
Sag blinked at Kuro, startled. “Ah, it’s you, our benefactor! What are you doing?”
Oger had called him a Navy officer, and this man had helped kill Ba Bo and gravely wounded Oger—Sag had seen it all.
No Navy had ever appeared in these sea areas.
Whoever brought the Navy here was a savior!
“What are you doing, Benefactor?” Sag asked, puzzled as Kuro reattached Oger’s head. “This man was the source of all evil! Why preserve his corpse?”
“This?”
Kuro clenched his five fingers. Stone fragments on the ground surged, enveloping Oger’s body. The stones piled up, molding into a pedestal, atop which stood a colossal statue of King Krayen Oger.
The statue smiled, gripping a great spear, eyes fixed ahead.
“Benefactor?” Sag frowned. Why build a statue for this bastard?
“Don’t misunderstand. It’s just a warning for you,” Kuro waved his hand. The pedestal’s surface indented, forming words:
King Krayen Oger
Last King of the Hunting Ground
“So you’ll never forget this lesson,” Kuro said.
“Is that so?” Sag hesitated.
“Of course. You think I’d treat someone who attacked me with respect?” Kuro rolled his eyes.
“That makes sense…”
Sag scratched his head, then straightened. Bowing deeply, he said, “Thank you for saving us! Without you, I’d never have dared to resist!”
“No, no,” Kuro bit his cigar, shaking his head. “Don’t blame me. Your resistance is your choice. I’m just a passerby.”
“Remember this—your resolve to fight back is what matters most.” Kuro added, “Otherwise, you won’t survive in these sea areas.”
The Four Emperors’ Hunting Grounds—these waters were plagued by pirates, their reigns stretching endlessly.
King Krayen Oger’s motives were now clear.
Kuro could sense it plainly: when he first arrived, these people were stagnant water, but now their emotions burned like wildfire.
“We’ll never forget this!” Sag clenched his fist, flames in his eyes. “We’ll never let anyone bully us again!”
Kuro shrugged, glancing at his sculpture with an unreadable expression. “Only I’m this kindhearted. Someone else would’ve turned you into meat paste.”
This fool had sacrificed his life—and his entire family’s—to ignite his people’s will.
Kuro had no comment.
What could he say?
This wasn’t his nation. He had no ties here. If he’d been in Oger’s place, he wouldn’t have had such Haki or been foolish enough to martyr himself. He’d have slaughtered the pirates first, then…
If he’d relied solely on his own instincts, he’d have fled.
Some things were worth fighting for; others, not. When outmatched, retreat was wise.
Why sacrifice oneself for a lost cause? Kuro couldn’t do it.
He lacked that ambition.
Yet in just five years, Oger had transformed these stagnant people into a fiery force. Truly, King Krayen Oger was a rare strongman.
“You’re right. You’d never submit to pirates.” Kuro sighed at the statue.
A nation long oppressed by pirates and criminals, finally producing a leader with resolve and vision—how could he bow to the Four Emperors?
Did they expect him to abandon his dignity and conscience?
Kuro didn’t know Oger’s thoughts, but if he were in his shoes, he’d rather challenge the Four Emperors head-on, dying honorably to escape this twisted world.
A true strongman has his pride.
Living in this world for years, Kuro understood.
Its people were truly foolish—yet sometimes, admirable.
“This world’s damn messed up.” Kuro kicked the statue’s pedestal, then gazed at the joyous citizens. “See what these people, shaped by your own hands, can become.”
I’m slightly exhausted. The past two days of darkness duels have drained me. Let me rest tonight and continue tomorrow.
May the gods bless you, and may the fish heads kneel in reverence.
(End of Chapter)
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