That was right—completely unreasonable.
Setting aside factors like Two-Color Haki and marksmanship, which determined a gunner's upper limit...
What was the meaning of Four-Gun Style?
That alone would have been bad enough, but firearms that required no reloading were practically cheating in a gunfight.
And...
This guy's sword was just as formidable.
In other words, if he couldn't be defeated through a gunfight, they could only rely on close combat to decide the victor.
As it happened, this guy was also a swordsman of no small strength.
While dodging the gunfire, Izou still had the energy to let his thoughts wander.
Then, he gradually peeled away the hard shell surrounding Maud.
What he saw was a powerful opponent who was both unimaginable and difficult to deal with.
Even if his companions closed in on Maud and put pressure on him, if they lacked sufficient strength, the only scene he could imagine was Maud drawing his sword and cutting them down in a few strokes.
Master of Both Gun and Sword...
A title he seemed to have heard somewhere before gradually became clear at that moment.
That title seemed to belong to Maud.
Izou quickly recognized the situation.
"With only me, there's no way I can deal with this guy."
He had to admit that he had been too arrogant earlier to think he could take down Maud alone.
"I need help..."
Izou's expression gradually turned solemn as he considered whom to ask for assistance.
"Izou."
Just then, three figures approached Izou.
"You three..."
Izou glanced over with the corner of his eye.
The three figures were—
Bluhm, the Ninth Division Commander, who had a mouthful of white whiskers, wore a braid, and wielded a long sword.
Fossa, the Fifteenth Division Commander, who was tall and powerfully built, had a diagonal