"Don't kill me! I was wrong! I'll never go after your sister again! Let me go!" Saint Hariberro begged, tears and snot streaming down his face.
"I can give you money! One hundred million Beli! As long as you let me go, I can give you one hundred million Beli!"
There was no telling what Saint Hariberro was thinking, or whether he planned to go back on his word afterward, but right now, he seemed very sincere about saving his own life.
Sakazuki ignored Saint Hariberro's pleas and continued walking toward him, his face expressionless.
As he walked, he transformed his right hand into magma, looking ready to burn Saint Hariberro to ashes.
"No! You can't kill me! If you kill me, a Marine Admiral will hunt you down!"
"When that happens, you, your sister, and this teacher of yours will all die!"
Seeing that Sakazuki remained unmoved, Saint Hariberro changed tactics again and began threatening him.
"That's right, the Marines! Judging by that cap you're wearing, you must really want to join the Marines!"
"If you kill me, you'll never be able to join the Marines for the rest of your life!"
"But if you let me go this time, I can recommend you to the Marines! You'll start as a Rear Admiral at the very least!"
Saint Hariberro actually knew how to offer incentives as well as threats.
It was quite an achievement for that pig brain of his. Faced with death, he had actually managed to deduce something about Sakazuki from his clothes.
Then he had used that information to threaten and entice him. Saint Hariberro had probably burned through more brain cells in these few minutes than in the rest of his life combined.
Saint Hariberro's words did nothing to change Sakazuki's mind. Instead, they only