Salute To The General

Not only had Sketch's left leg been fractured, but the barrel of a gun was stuffed into his open mouth. Even if he wanted to beg for mercy, he could not speak.

His subordinates, who had been planning to smoke leisurely while enjoying the show, finally snapped out of their shock. All of them immediately jumped into action. "How dare you retaliate!"

"How dare you wield that gun!" "This bastard hurt our boss! Kill him! The men quickly raised their AKs and took aim at Nathan, preparing to release fire.

At that moment, Ava moved, as suddenly and silently as a ghost in the night.

Like a butterfly flitting through a garden, she darted amongst the men with a sharp dagger in each hand. The daggers flashed dangerously, never stopping even for a moment. Screams of terror sounded as blood arced through the air.

One after another, disembodied arms and the guns they were holding fell to the ground as Ava danced among the men.

The men fell to their knees in a pool of their own blood, clutching at where their missing arm had been and wailing in pain.

Sketch watched the scene unfold from his peripheral vision. His eyes widened in horror.

Nathan's move earlier had shocked him. He could never have guessed that his female assistant would be just as terrifying.

daggers, she had sliced off the right arms of his dozen or so subordinates in a matter of seconds,

Clap, clap, clap.

A slow applause sounded.

look in the direction of the sound. A middle-aged man about one point-eight meter tall with a body built like a tank was walking toward

combat boots, and a black

with a thick black beard and a pair of piercing eyes that

man was Blackbeard, the captain of the most notorious and biggest pirate crew on Mille

gang of men trailed behind him, his infamous pirate

great families chose you to speak to me!" Nathan

in a smile that did not quite reach his

it is to meet you, and how

Cross," Nathan

to finish, but he did not reveal his first name to Blackbeard.

gleamed in the

It's fine if he doesn t want to reveal his origin or background, but he won't even tell me his name. How dare he! He dares to disrespect me? Even the heads of the five great families would not dare disrespect