"Kulo, have you ever encountered any tricky pirates when you were in the East China Sea?"

"What a tricky pirate, when did I meet a pirate?"

Kuro shook his head and lowered his head to drink the noodle soup, "Come on, I did nothing in the East China Sea. If you think about it casually, I will sue you for slander. You are not a marshal now."

“Eh?”

Lida, who was standing beside her, said suspiciously: "No, when you chatted last time, didn't you say what if you met someone when you were young? Old Gou was forced to do it? He has been in the East China Sea for more than ten years and has not left. He is very strong and has exceeded the limit of the East China Sea. Then you solved it by you. What's the name? The evil knife?"

"Don't swear, Lida!"

Kuro glared at her, then looked at the exploratory look of the Warring States Period, curled his lips and said, "I don't remember it, that kind of thing doesn't matter."

Of course he will not forget this kind of thing.

The existence called [Evil Sword Pirates] is an elite pirate group with few people, but each of them is a swordsman with an average strength that can make a great reputation even on a great route.

But human thoughts are of course unique.

The reason why they gave Curro so clear memory was because these people were all a bunch of perverts.

I don’t want to go to the Great Way to fight for my life, but I just want to kill people at will in the East China Sea and use the East China Sea as a slaughterhouse.
Chapter completed!