"Alec Edmond! Are you people trying to start a rebellion?"
Kyros stepped forward and barked the question.
A crushing aura of bloodshed rolled off him, making the soldiers gathered in the Royal Palace hall take an involuntary step back.
Unlike the private soldiers the nobles had kept at their beck and call, Kyros had fought at Atlas's side across the seas.
The force of his presence was not to be underestimated.
"Rebellion?" Edmund sneered. "You're nothing but a commoner who happened to win a princess's favor. And you dare speak to a noble like that?"
"Besides, once the World Government's orders arrive, we'll see who the real rebels are!"
His expression turned cold. He swept out a hand. "Kill him! They're just a handful of nobodies!"
Doflamingo's handiwork had indeed cost the Royal Palace army its advantage in numbers.
But sometimes...
One person could stand against an army!
Before Edmund's arm had even fallen, a figure shot forward. The ground burst apart, sending clouds of dust billowing up!
Bang, bang, bang!
The barrage of gunfire came anyway.
Fast as Kyros was, pulling a trigger took almost no time at all.
"Army Commander Kyros!"
Tank cried out in alarm.
Weren't we supposed to charge together? Why did he go ahead alone?
There was no time to dwell on it.
With a roar, he led his soldiers in a charge behind Kyros.
Kyros's expression did not change. A crimson glint flashed in his eyes.
The bullets hurtling toward him seemed to slow. He moved the arm holding his Greatsword, coating it in Armament Haki.
He swung wildly before him, weaving a wall of steel no water could pass through.
The incoming bullets struck the blade with a rapid metallic clatter.
One metal projectile after another fell to the floor.
"So this is