"He's just an Admiral! There are so many of us. Are we really scared of one man?"
"Chop up this traitor first!"
"Killing an Admiral would hurt the Marines for a long time!
It might even make the World Government think twice and back off!"
Kizaru widened his eyes in surprise and pursed his lips.
"How terrifying~
You actually want to kill an Admiral.
Unfortunately for you, I'm not alone."
"Heh, that bastard Hercules has to die!
You have my word!"
Those fucking Marines were shameless, planting an undercover agent this strong.
He was practically Admiral material!
Just as the pirates were seething with fury, a submarine surfaced.
The hatch opened, and Randall climbed out.
Some pirates near the shore had already been looking around.
Then they spotted Randall's sudden arrival.
Randall grinned, baring his gleaming white teeth.
It was the sinister grin of a demon come to claim their lives.
The pirates who saw Randall immediately grew dizzy, their legs going weak.
They felt that the world loved playing jokes on them far too much.
With everything you've accomplished, why would you stoop to joining such a low-level affair?
The pirates beside them noticed their strange behavior and were astonished.
Then they followed their gazes.
And they dropped to their knees too.
Like a chain reaction, the pirates were soon kneeling in neat rows.
Seeing even the pirates who had shouted the loudest on their knees, Hercules smacked his lips.
"What a magnificent sight.
Just what you'd expect from Randall~"
Kizaru pursed his lips, his expression one of surprise that might or might not have been genuine.
Randall's dominance-class intimidation was indeed enough to astonish an Admiral.
After all, even they had arrogant pirates trying to hunt them down to make a name for themselves.
"I'll handle things here