"I haven't seen that kid for a few years either. The fact that Dragon is sending him out at this time means he probably wants him to act on behalf of the Revolutionary Army."
He didn't ask how Kuta knew his identity, nor did he ask how Kuta knew Sabo's name.
As far as he was concerned, the Revolutionary Army had encountered Kuta long ago. Ivankov was also Kuta's friend, so it wouldn't be strange if Kuta could contact the Revolutionary Army.
It was just like Dr. Vegapunk. He wasn't part of the Revolutionary Army, but he was friendly toward them.
Sabo had been taught by him, Ivankov, and Dragon together, so he understood Sabo's talent very well.
However, compared to the person in front of him...
Kuma glanced at Kuta and secretly shook his head. Compared to Kuta, Sabo was clearly inferior.
"Yeah! It's Sabo."
Kuta nodded, then pulled the Wine Gourd from his waist, removed the stopper, and took a deep drink. He then walked up to Kuma, raised the Wine Gourd toward him, and said with a smile,
"Want a drink?"
Looking at the Wine Gourd extended toward him, Kuma hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. "I haven't had alcohol in a long time. I've already quit."
"Quit?"
"Yeah! Because..." At this point, a trace of bewilderment appeared on Kuma's face. "Because drinking causes trouble!"
Ever since he had been captured by the Marines and taken the opportunity to become an undercover agent, he had never touched alcohol again.
Sometimes, for the sake of one's ideals, one really had to give up certain things.
"That's a shame." Seeing that Kuma truly wasn't going to drink, Kuta withdrew his hand and shook his head. "This is wine I brought down from Sky Island. It's absolutely the