Watching the two figures speeding away, Lafitte fell into silence.
"Leave?"
This was definitely a wise choice, as now was the perfect opportunity.
But...
Everything Lancelot had said earlier greatly appealed to him.
He had clearly acted for the sake of the kingdom's peace, targeting only criminals and never harming any innocent people.
Why couldn't they tolerate that?
This grievance had been stuck in his heart. If there was a chance to settle the score, he would never miss it.
Moreover, he wasn't the type to take a beating without fighting back.
Earlier, Blackbeard's crew had chased him until he had nowhere to escape.
If he didn't have the ability to fly, he would have been captured long ago.
Now... taking advantage of the situation to strike back wasn't too much to ask, was it?
That Blackbeard with his strange abilities was one thing—he truly couldn't defeat him.
But that gunman and that half-dead guy... he had to at least give them a couple of sword strikes.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to vent the hatred in his heart!
Did they really think he was made of clay?
Thinking of this, he flapped his wings, rapidly ascending to put enough distance between himself and the ground.
He didn't want to fall victim to Blackbeard's tricks again.
Then, he followed after them.
Van Augur, the sniper, naturally saw Lancelot flying rapidly toward him through the air.
His face instantly changed dramatically.
"Doc Q, retreat quickly..." As he spoke, Van Augur turned and ran.
"Huh?" Doc Q stood there frozen.
He was utterly perplexed, not understanding why they needed to run.
It was just an Ability User—though somewhat strong, even able to fight evenly with Jesus Burgess.
But what did that amount to in front of the captain?
Van Augur didn't waste words and said directly, "It's that rear admiral from last time..."
"Last time, that Rear Admiral...?" Doc Q froze momentarily, then his expression drastically changed.
Now he finally understood why Van Auger was so panicked!
He had witnessed the strength of that rear admiral firsthand.
Even their captain had been unable to do anything against him.
Last time, if the captain hadn't reacted quickly and provided timely support, they would have likely been slain by his blade.
"Why is he here?" Doc Q voiced his confusion.
But that didn't stop him from fleeing.
His running speed showed no trace of his usual sickly demeanor.
However, his complexion and expression grew increasingly worse.
His breathing became rapid.
As if he were hanging on by his last breath.
"Quite fast for a runner!"
Unfortunately, no matter how fast they were, could they outpace Lancelot using Moon Walk to fly through the air?
Thus, he quickly caught up to Van Augur and Doc Q.
While airborne, he swung his leg, unleashing an extremely terrifying Tempest Kick slash directly aimed at Doc Q...
"Doc Q, WATCH OUT..." Van Augur shouted a warning.
But Doc Q, already frail and sickly, had pushed himself to his limit to achieve that escape speed.
Doc Q was cleanly sliced in two, dead beyond any doubt.
"Doc Q..." Van Augur's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets at the sight.
He never expected Doc Q to die just like that.
First Jesus Burgess, now Doc Q.
Who would be next?
Him!
Who else could it be but him?
Because he could already see the man in the air fixing his gaze upon him.
This signaled that the next attack would be directed at him.
"Bang! Bang! Bang...."
Van Augur was not one to surrender meekly or easily bow to fate!
With a sharp glare in his eyes, he decisively swung his rifle upward and fired three consecutive shots at Lancelot in the sky.
Unfortunately, his attack was as ineffective as scratching an itch through a boot against the powerful Lancelot.
As the three bullets whistled toward Lancelot, he simply flicked his Shusui sword, instantly releasing a sharp sword aura.
The sword aura cut through the void like lightning, accurately striking the three incoming bullets.
With crisp metallic snapping sounds, the bullets were cleanly bisected by the terrifying sword aura.
Then, Lancelot curled his lips into a contemptuous sneer.
In a flash, he descended from the sky like a phantom and landed steadily beside Van Augur.
"Hmph, mere flashy moves without strength to back it up... I've heard you firmly believe in fate... So tell me now, what does fate have in store for you next?" Lancelot said coldly, his tone filled with provocation and disdain.
Facing Lancelot's questioning and mockery, Van Augur showed no intention of backing down.
His movements were extremely agile—almost as soon as Lancelot finished speaking, he swiftly turned his rifle, aiming the dark muzzle directly at Lancelot who stood right beside him.
It must be admitted that as an exceptional sniper, Van Augur's reaction speed was truly first-class, astonishingly fast.
Such reflexes would be considered impeccable in any situation.
However, at this very moment, such speed seemed rather childish and laughable in Lancelot's eyes, as if it were nothing more than a child's game.
With a swift movement, he appeared directly in front of Van Augur, while Shusui in his hand traced a cold gleam through the air.
Before Van Augur could even react, his throat had already been slit.
Thus, three of Blackbeard's four top subordinates—Jesus Burgess, Van Augur, and Doc Q—had already fallen at Lancelot's hands.
Only one remained unconquered: Lafitte.
So, at this moment, Blackbeard was nothing more than a commander without an army.
"Van Augur! Doc Q!"
At this moment, Blackbeard finally arrived.
Although he was only slightly slower than Lancelot, that slight delay was enough for Lancelot to kill both Van Augur and Doc Q.
Now, he was filled with grief and rage, his hatred for Lancelot burning intensely... These three were his comrades.
Bang...
Just then, another gunshot rang out.
This time, however, the target wasn't Lancelot.
It was Blackbeard...
At this moment, Blackbeard's attention was entirely focused on Lancelot.
He never expected someone to ambush him.
Although he managed to avoid a fatal blow at the last moment, the attack still left a gaping hole in his chest.
The power of this shot was evident.
Without a doubt, it was Baby-5's doing.
Blackbeard lowered his head to look at his chest, watching the blood flow incessantly, momentarily stunned.
Seeing this, Lancelot couldn't help but chuckle lightly.
"That's the sniper under my command. Pardon the interruption."
Blackbeard couldn't see Baby-5, who was sniping from afar, but Lafitte, hovering in the air, saw everything clearly.
Thus, he was utterly astonished.
He couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
"Legs turning into a sniper rifle? A Devil Fruit User?"
Under normal circumstances, would an ordinary rear admiral have such a subordinate?
With that shot alone, coupled with the identity of a Devil Fruit Ability User, they could easily attain the rank of rear admiral in the Marines!
It seemed this rear admiral, who wanted to recruit him, was no simple figure!
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