You Really Are Old!
Rumble—!
Above the pitch-black sky, dark clouds churned as waves of dull thunder rolled out.
Under the torrential rain, a colossal tornado stretching from sea to sky raged across the ocean, driving howling winds as white, furious waves repeatedly slammed against Class One's warship.
"Teacher Zephyr, you really are old!
To think a few small fries could force you into such a predicament...
Or are you still clinging to your principle of never killing?
So much so that you ended up in such a passive situation..."
A voice tinged with melancholy and mockery suddenly reached Zephyr's ears.
However...
Rather than getting angry, Zephyr was delighted. He looked to his side.
On the warship's deck, a spatial folding door silently opened. Sephiroth emerged with an indifferent expression, Butcher Blade in hand, dressed in a black suit and draped in a coat of justice.
The military academy students, who had looked ashen-faced moments ago, rekindled their hopes, while the pirates began considering retreat.
"You're... Sephiroth!?"
After clearly seeing the silver-haired young man who had suddenly appeared, Beck's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart shook violently.
He had never expected that, just as he was about to avenge his great grudge, another Admiral-level fighter would enter the fray!
Beck knew very well that the three of them had managed to surround Zephyr and cut off one of his arms only because he had specifically prepared the right countermeasures and caught him off guard.
But...
As for Sephiroth, he only knew that the man possessed the combat power of a Marine Admiral and could fight Four Emperor Kaido to a draw. Beyond that, he knew nothing.
If they continued fighting, they faced an extremely high risk of defeat!
After swiftly weighing his options, Beck immediately shouted:
"The situation has changed.