It was in this short moment that Sith seemed to have seen something secret. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he held a knife in his hand and swooped towards Scuad and others.

Both the human and the sword were extremely fast, just a flash of moment. Before the few people could fully react, the Sith rushed to the front.

The body moves with the heart, the sword moves freely, the world is vast, and there seems to be only a dark color in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, Scuard was beheaded by a sword.

His expression was still on his face, his pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't seem to have thought that he would lose so quickly.

Shocked, panic, and then calm down.

At the last moment of Scuard's life, he seemed to have experienced all kinds of life.

He neither thought that he would die so early nor that he would die so late. Two completely opposite thoughts filled his heart.

He didn't want to die, he had to atone for his sins. Before he could turn the black beard's bastard's head off, how could he die first? Revenge, what a beautiful word.

But he should have died, and he should have died when he was in the war, all because of his stupidity and betrayal. Otherwise, my father would not have died easily, and the Whitebeard Pirates would not have been defeated so miserably.

He is a sinner, a sinner of the entire Whitebeard Pirates. The best outcome of the sinner is death, which is his redemption.

Close your eyelids and you can no longer hear the sounds of others in your ears.

"Scuard!"

Izang and Lakyo shouted angrily, and even the muscles between the corners of their mouths were almost cracked by them, and tears filled their entire face.
Chapter completed!