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Chapter 765: The People's Welfare Cannot Be Entrusted to the Conscience of Capital
Chapter 765: The People's Welfare Cannot Be Entrusted to the Conscience of Capital
The combat power and influence of the Seven Warlords of the Sea are indispensable to the Navy. Once abolished, if even one of them defects to the Yonko Group, it would create massive problems.
Take Dracule Mihawk, that idiot. If he became a pirate, he'd probably team up with Shanks.
Though he wouldn't officially join the Yonko Group, collaborating with Shanks would be just as bad. From the Navy's perspective, there's no difference.
Why force such people into opposition? Kuro considers this sheer stupidity.
More importantly, he fears that if Dracule Mihawk loses all restraint, he might storm G-3 directly to challenge him to a duel.
Given that guy's obsession with hunting swordsman worldwide—or even cultivating one just for the thrill of facing a worthy opponent—attacking G-3 to duel him isn't out of the question.
Does the Old Man have nothing better to do than fight such people?
Same with the Snake Princess. Her territory holds strategic value, and her combat strength is formidable. Trying to retain her with empty promises is futile, while deploying large-scale Navy forces risks heavy casualties without guaranteeing capture.
Why bother?
Provoking that vengeful woman into opposition would cripple Navy operations in the New World, especially now that he's trying to run businesses. Chasing profit while antagonizing pirates with grudges? Counterproductive.
History proves this. Consider Silvers Rayleigh, that old fox. Though likely broken now, Kuro knows he only caught him because Rayleigh was protecting Luffy's crew and ship during their Shabondy escape. If Rayleigh had fled alone, Kuro might never have landed a blow.
Once such figures slip away, their lingering vendettas become lethal threats to the Navy.
Hand pirates the initiative? Trust pirate consciences to avoid casualties? It's no different than entrusting people's welfare to capitalists' mercy.
Individuals may betray their class, but a class itself never betrays its nature. Pirates, as a class, embody chaos.
Kuro won't allow this. He refuses to let Navy admirals—or himself—risk scenarios where figures like Silvers Rayleigh strike G-3, massacre subordinates, or slaughter their families.
Wouldn't that repeat Zeff's tragedy?
Thus, in Kuro's eyes, Yi Xiao's proposal is catastrophically reckless, lacking basic risk management.
Yi Xiao fixates solely on the Seven Warlords' harm to the world, dismissing their utility.
But Kuro sees deeper. Weeding out only monsters like Donquixote Doflamingo suffices. The Navy maintains its own evaluation criteria. After all, who understands enemies better than their foes?
The Navy knows pirates' true faces. Some pirates turn to piracy out of desperation, others chase ideals. Winning them over gains combat power while letting them counter New World pirates.
Better their casualties than ours.
"Let's go."
Kuro glanced downward. Through the window, he watched Golden Lion depart the sealed port for the open docks. Rising, he beckoned to Lida and strode toward Golden Lion.
"Alright."
Lida hastily stuffed snacks into his mouth, chewing as he followed Kuro.
This trip, Kuro brought minimal company—Lida, Klah, Ju Geng, and Moer.
He'd promote Moer's position during this Headquarters visit.
Private First Class was embarrassing. After long-term observation, Kuro deemed Moer competent. A promotion would ease his workload. As for merits...
The Grand Line abounds with opportunities. Especially during this World Meeting chaos, pirates inevitably cross their path. No matter how distant, Moer's ability lets him swiftly capture them.
Case in point—
Soon after Golden Lion exited G-3's jurisdiction, a wisp of white light flickered on deck. Moer appeared, clutching an unconscious pirate. Navy officers quickly restrained him.
"'Blood Drinker' Dora, bounty 580 million Beri."
Klah glanced at the pirate, matched him to a Wanted Poster, then waved dismissively. "Lock him up. Sink the pirate ship with cannon fire."
At a distance, another ship's silhouette emerged near Golden Lion.
Even at that range, Moer's ability closes gaps instantly.
"Since I'm done, I'll go nap", Moer yawned. "Why drag me here for captures?"
"Kuro Mr. wants to promote you. You need merits."
Adjusting his glasses, Klah added, "One 50-million pirate isn't enough. Catch another to break 100 million—Lieutenant at minimum. Or attend the new recruit training camp?"
Private First Class can join the training camp, now overseen by Vice Admiral Garp. With Moer's strength, a short course would secure Lieutenant rank. This capture alone might suffice.
Don't ask why promotions are so fast—ask their faction's power.
Within the Navy, even incompetents can climb ranks through connections. But Kuro Mr. forbids it, and Klah ensures Kuro's inner circle remains meritocratic.
"Sleep sounds better. Maybe later. Let me check for more pirates."
Moer scratched his head. "Why must I do such grueling work, uncle?"
Ultimately, only one pirate was captured before reaching Headquarters. This Navy-designated route deters all but the reckless; pirate navigators avoid it.
Headquarters bristled with warships. Klah scanned the deck—half the veteran Vice Admirals had arrived, their flagship flags fluttering in the port.
Kuro reached the deck, cigar clenched between his teeth, surveying the fleet. "Tch, quite the turnout. Come on, Lida. Follow behind. This meeting's huge—you'll observe."
"Understood, Kuro Mr." Klah nodded, barely concealing his excitement.
At last—entering the Navy's decision-making chamber. Even as an observer, this marked his formal recognition among the elite.
(End of Chapter)
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