One-Punch Man in the One Piece World

26. Kro's surrender!

It is so powerful that there is no way to resist it!

Kro had never seen a man like this before.

When faced with the choice of Surrender or Die, his first reaction was bewilderment.

Defeat came too quickly.

Too fast to react.

"etc......"

Kro raised his hand, drenched in sweat; it was the only thing he could do now.

"Can I...?"

"Surrender or die?"

Norton pressed down on Chloe's head, interrupting him, his voice even lower, like the whisper of death.

At the same time, Kro felt the hand pressing down on his head tightening its grip!

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Kro knew that if he didn't beg for mercy, he would die!

When the shadow of death truly looms over you, all dignity and pride are abandoned.

"I want to live! I want to live!"

"Very good." Norton grinned. "Sanosuke! Take him to my room!"

Norton released his grip, and Crowe's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, as if he had just returned from the brink of death.

As he struggled to his feet, panting heavily and drenched in sweat, Norton had already entered the cabin.

Watching Norton's retreating figure, Crook was drenched in sweat.

He never even saw the man's true face before he was defeated!

"Let's go, King wants you to go to the captain's cabin," Sanosuke said coldly, pressing a kunai against Kuro's back.

"His name is King?" Kro asked in a low, panting voice as he walked.

"No, but King told us to call him that."

After a few words, Kro was ushered into a room with a red carpet on the floor and piles of gold and jewels in the corner.

Directly opposite him, behind a large, long table, a handsome silver-haired man was watching him with a leisurely air.

"Kro, from today onwards, you are my subordinate! Along with your pirate crew!" Norton said.

Seeing this, Kro knew there was probably no room for negotiation. The man in front of him was talking to himself, his tone leaving no room for argument.

At this moment, Kro's mind was racing.

Surrender is a foregone conclusion; not surrendering means certain death. Even if one wants to find a chance to escape, survival is the first priority.

We need to think of a way to secure favorable conditions!

Norton saw through Crow's little scheme, but he didn't expose it. It's difficult to get a smart person like Crow to willingly submit.

Let's just tie them together here for now. Once we have common interests, we'll be inseparable.

"You can call me King!" Norton extended his hand to Crow. "I've heard your story; you long for a peaceful life, right?"

Kro was taken aback, a hint of surprise on his face. How could this person know so much about him when they had never met?

Did Zango betray him?

"Yes, I long for a peaceful life," Kro nodded after a moment, "and if possible, I hope I don't have to work in combat."

"Sure!" Norton grinned. "Once we enter the Grand Line, you can stay by my side as my secretary and manage the fleet for me!"

"However, before that, you must offer up your fighting strength to me!"

"Not only that, I can also grant you the peaceful life you've always dreamed of! Wealth and tranquility—follow me, and you will have them all!"

"But if you try to escape..."

Norton smiled menacingly, "I'll kill you right now!"

Kro felt a chill run through him; his intuition told him that Norton's words were absolutely true!

That chilling killing intent cannot be faked.

"...I understand, King." Kro bowed his head slightly, indicating his submission.

"Alright, go out now and inform your men. You don't need to go back to your ship; stay on the White Pearl." Norton waved his hand.

When Crowe emerged from the captain's cabin, it felt like a lifetime had passed. The feeling of being shrouded in the shadow of death had vanished, and even the air felt fresh.

On the Black Cat Pirates' ship, the battle was over; Django and the cat-man brothers had both been defeated by Zoro.

The remaining pirates are now besieging Zoro.

"Alright! Stop it, all of you!" Kro covered his face, his expression frosty.

A bunch of useless trash, they can't even handle a swordsman!

"Captain Crowe!!"

Upon seeing Kuro's return, the group of pirates shuddered.

Everyone knows how ruthless Kro is; if he sees them failing to perform their duties, he might very well kill them!

"This three-sword style swordsman is too strong! Even the cat-man brothers were defeated..." the pirates hurriedly explained.

"Enough! I don't want to hear excuses!" Chloe said, her face dark, pointing at the White Pearl. "From now on, sail with that ship! Don't even think about running away!"

"Why...why?"

Kro adjusted his glasses: "I was defeated by a guy named King on that ship, and now I'm King's subordinate, just like you guys."

"Don't even think about running away! That person is even more terrifying than me! Don't drag me into this!"

Even more terrifying than Captain Kuro? The Black Cat Pirates looked at each other in disbelief.

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...

The next few days were mostly boring sailing.

Aside from the severe weather that occurred almost every few hours, the journey was remarkably peaceful.

At least that was the case on the White Pearl.

The Black Cat Pirates' ship, which followed the White Pearl, was not like that.

The Black Cat Pirates had never felt the sea was so dangerous.

The rain pounded against the portholes, but the restaurant on the White Pearl remained calm.

Norton forked a piece of fish fillet but didn't put it in his mouth for a long time.

"It's good enough that there's this much food on the ship," said Funing, taking small bites of pastry with a spoon.

"These chefs only make about a dozen or so dishes over and over again, that's too few, I'm tired of them," Norton sighed.

To be honest, after so many days, Norton has tasted every dish the chefs can make.

Although they were a team of chefs serving the nobility, they only knew how to cook a limited number of dishes. Limited by the availability of ingredients and their experience, they were unable to create dishes that Norton found novel.

"It's already good enough that you can eat your fill." Nami patted Norton's thigh. "Don't be too picky! I'll make you orange marmalade for dinner."

"No," Norton shook his head. "Orange marmalade is nice, but it gets cloying after a while; it's too sweet."

"Besides, I'm not being picky, but as the king, isn't it only right that he enjoys himself?"

Otherwise, why do you think I would want to be king?

"I really wish I could send these chefs to New Oriental for training!" Norton exclaimed.

"New Oriental? What's that? A culinary school?" Zoro asked curiously.

"More or less..."

Norton didn't explain much, took a sip of his drink, and suddenly looked at Crowe, who was cutting fish fillets.

"Hey, Chloe, think of something!"

Kro wiped his mouth with a napkin. After a few days, he had almost adapted to his new identity and life on the White Pearl.

It's very pleasant without the navy bothering us.

"King, as far as I know, there's a 'floating restaurant' in the waters off Sambas. It's the most famous restaurant in the East China Sea, and many dignitaries go there just to taste the chef's dishes."

"If you want to try something different, maybe you could check that out."