Sorry, I'm No Longer a Marine

"Spandine?"

Aokiji looked at this "old acquaintance," who had already lost one arm, was soaked from head to toe in blood, and had eyes full of a desperate desire to survive. A look of surprise appeared on his face.

After all, this man had been the "chief culprit" behind the Ohara Incident.

Spandine clearly still did not know that the Admiral before him had long since betrayed the Marines. As if he had found his savior, he broke into a run toward him.

But just as he reached the halfway point, a devilish voice suddenly rang out beside his ears.

"Ah! Found you, little rat."

The next second...

Splat!

Blood sprayed everywhere!

Spandine even saw his remaining arm fly into the air with his own eyes. Then an agonizing pain hit him, and he immediately dropped to his knees, letting out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!! My arm! My arm!"

"Hahahaha! Did you think you were really so lucky that you managed to escape safely all the way to the docks? No! I allowed you to escape here. In fact, every move you made was under my surveillance. But to make this game more entertaining, I decided to give you as much hope of survival as possible. Otherwise, a normal person who had lost this much blood should have fallen unconscious or gone into shock long ago." Kuro licked the blood from the bladed fingers of his gauntlet and laughed as he explained.

"Save... save me!"

Having lost both arms, Spandine had no way to stand up on his own. He could only crawl forward like a maggot, placing all his hopes on Marine Admiral Aokiji.

As the head of Cipher Pol's intelligence agency, he knew very well just how terrifyingly powerful a Marine Admiral was.

As long