One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 172 An Incompetent Person

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the sparkling sea, the golden light is intertwined with the blue water, as if the whole sea is covered with an orange-red gauze dress.

As the sun slowly sets, the color of the sky gradually becomes softer.

From the initial orange-red color, it gradually transitioned to dark purple and finally blended into the night.

The mood of the pirate guerrillas was originally sinking into the night.

On the warship opposite to them, stood an old man with gray hair, wearing flowered shorts, a goatee, and squinting eyes under his round glasses, looking quite bohemian.

But anyone who sees it will be startled.

This is the former marshal, Buddha's Warring States.

Famous for his wise generals.

And they were a unit preparing to revolt from the Navy.

You can imagine the anxiety in my heart.

It's just that the development of things was somewhat beyond their expectations.

The old man with gray beard stood beside his best friend, and shared the freshly opened senbei with this old friend who had obviously been eliminated by the times but still wanted to make some waves.

If it was Garp, Sengoku would just hide the senbei better.

That guy just couldn't stop eating.

He could still eat while sleeping, but the senbei in the Sengoku stockpile were simply not enough for him to make.

Fortunately, Zephyr is not Garp, he is restrained. The two of them sat on the bow deck, one after the other, eating senbei.

"I really thought a fight was about to break out."

Binz breathed a sigh of relief. He was wearing a colorful ninja costume and his limbs were like bamboo poles.

Just now they all thought that their target had been discovered by the navy. After all, at this time, the former marshal suddenly appeared.

"Lord Sengoku's temper seems to have improved a lot."

"Since we are both comrades-in-arms with the teacher, maybe there won't be so many troubles."

Ain followed up with another sentence.

When he was a marshal, Zhan Guo's face was always solemn, giving people a sense of majesty without even being angry.

But now, sitting with Zefa, he is laughing all the time, eating senbei and it tastes like shochu, and he is almost no different from an ordinary retired old man.

After the two warships approached, the expected conflict did not happen at all. Zefa and Sengoku were comrades who had fought together for many years.

Together with Crane and Garp, these four were the face of the navy in the old days.

But after he became a marshal in the Warring States Period, he gradually became estranged.

The two sat together and first recalled the glorious years of their youth and the pressure they faced when facing the Rocks Pirates.

But as for the question about Whitebeard II, they all tacitly did not mention it, and Sengoku only asked indirectly.

"You're not convinced, are you?"

He narrowed his eyes, a smile on his face.

"I'm not dissatisfied."

Zefa took out a senbei and shook his head.

“I just don’t think it should be like this.”

"That's not possible."

"If you can't do it, then I'll have to do it myself."

“I have always trusted you.”

He tilted his head back, the senbei had a crispy texture and made a crackling sound.

Zephyr has never trusted the World Government. Ever since the training ship was attacked and massacred many years ago, he was extremely disappointed with the so-called World Government.

The reason why he agreed to stay in the navy was because of his trust in his old friend.

Trust them to accomplish what you have failed to do and achieve true justice.

"Trust... the justice that reigns supreme in the world."

Sengoku, Garp, Tsuru and Zephyr himself all joined the navy at the same time and were among the few who stood out among their peers.

They all understand each other's justice.

Zefa knew it a long time ago.

The so-called "justice ruling the world" pursued by the Warring States period was not for them to rule the world on behalf of justice, but to let justice rule the world.

Let justice be above the World Government and above the Celestial Dragons.

Not controlled by any party.

The reason why they have been compromising with the dark side of the World Government and accepting the absurd privileges of the Celestial Dragons and that extremely ugly game.

This goal accounts for a large part of the reason.

Including Zephyr's determination this time, Whitebeard II becoming one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea is only part of it, and Sengoku's abdication is the fundamental reason.

This marked the complete failure of the efforts of these older generation naval forces.

Justice is not above the world.

Instead, it became a tool of the Celestial Dragons and the World Government.

“But now that justice doesn’t exist.”

"There is no justice in the Navy anymore."

It seems that a young man also said this.

Zhan Guo stuffed five senbei into his mouth and chewed them at once. He had already abdicated, so he didn't need to care about his image.

However, he also understood what Zefa meant, and he understood even more that this tragic admiral had been suppressing his resentment all along, just for their common goal.

justice.

Now, the old friend can no longer see justice in the navy.

That matter is naturally self-evident.

The sound of chewing senbei continued.

I don’t know how Cap managed to eat so many donuts at the same time.

“…We are all old.”

"Sending away our opponents like Roger and Whitebeard has already consumed most of my energy."

He could only accept this result.

In their generation, they failed to make justice reign in the world.

"Fortunately, we didn't let this ocean slide into a worse future."

"Whitebeard said that there are no ships in the new era that can carry them. So what about us?"

“There is no place for us in this era.”

Zefa discovered that his comrade was indeed old.

The old have forgotten their original intentions and only dare to stick to the old order and are afraid of change.

“I’m old, too.”

He grinned, his triangular sunglasses making him look a little arrogant.

"But there are still some things I haven't done."

"Abandon justice, abandon freedom, abandon all heroic and glorious things, I still have a responsibility that I cannot abandon."

"There are a group of children who may die in the future fighting with pirates, in the treacherous waves of the sea, or from diseases and accidents."

"Including dying in...revenge for an incompetent man's heroic dream."

"I can accept all of this."

The bag of senbei was almost empty. Zhan Guo felt around inside the bag a few times and only pinched out a few crumbs.

"The only thing we cannot accept is that they die under the protection of an incompetent person when they are still young and weak."

“This is a responsibility I can never get rid of!”

The wind on the sea was very strong, blowing Zefa's hair back and forth, making it messy and mad, with a kind of desperate madness.

"The Joker...is not a good partner."

"Dynamic rock is not a good choice either."

"The reason why the Navy never uses this weapon and never reveals its existence..."

Zhan Guo turned the bag of senbei over and shook it. He couldn't believe that he had finished the bag of senbei he had just opened so quickly.

Then he patted Zefa on the shoulder.

Lower your voice.

"This is about the Celestial Dragons."

"Hahaha, it looks like I've finished my stockpile!"

Zhan Guo smiled heartily.

"We need to get some goods in, otherwise Garp will definitely complain when he comes back. By the way, which island is nearby..."

"Ugo, do you have any suggestions?" Ugo was the adjutant on the warship. When he heard the call, he hurried over.

"But, Mr. Sengoku, aren't we going to..."

He glanced at Zefa.

Didn't the headquarters ask them to replace Mr. Zephyr and escort the transport ship?

"Have you forgotten, Hugo?"

Zhan Guo stood up and stretched, "I have retired. There are no more missions that must be performed in the new era."

"Please take care of the retired old man's appetite. I will pay for it."

……

……

"This is not fake, it can't be fake!"

Javier didn't know where he got the courage from, but he rushed forward and grabbed the collar of the lieutenant general.

He risked everything for this head!

"Do you know how much I paid for this head?"

"He wanted a suitable box, so I sold everything in my house. There was not a single grain of rice left. That greedy Vanessa from outside of town wanted a daughter from me, so I sold her too!"

"And those two pieces of red silk cloth, do you know how difficult it is to find two pieces of clean red silk cloth in a damn pirate town!!"

"You have to sell my other daughter too!"

"Oh, my poor daughter!"

"But you, what makes you say this is fake!"

"I have nothing left, I only have this head!"

Javier couldn't believe what would happen if he lost the bet. The town where he lived was blown up by his own hands, and his daughter was sold out by him. Who would still look up to such a rotten man like him?
He yelled at the Vice Admiral.

Emotions are out of control.

"I only want 10% of the bounty, 10%! With just this 10% of the bounty, hundreds of millions of Baileys, I can win everything back!"

"This is my chance!"

"I seized this opportunity. They are all cowards. I should be the winner!"

Javier saw this success as an opportunity to turn his life around, a chance for his luck to turn around!

He no longer has the courage to be a pirate.

But his struggle only lasted for a moment.

Javier saw the guard of a samurai sword, which was in the shape of a blooming flower, with rounded corners and every curve was exceptionally beautiful.

Like the plum blossoms in Beihai.

Following the guard of the knife, he saw the snow-white blade, stained with dark red blood. He could not see most of the blade.

After all, it's in your own body.

"I can win it back."

What he was thinking about was a samurai sword that he once owned, which had the same beautiful blade.

Later I put it on the gambling table.

There was a crash.

The flying squirrel swiftly pulled the katana out of Javier's body.

Then he took out a piece of white cloth and wiped the knife.

When executing the Demon Killing Order, the lives of an entire island were destroyed under his orders, and the villains who died under his knife were all known for their ferocity and cruelty.

Even during the war at the top, he fought against the masters of the Whitebeard Pirates.

He is at least a swordsman who can cut through iron.

Now they are going to kill a worthless gambler...

The blood of gamblers is very dirty.

The flying squirrel was very disgusted.

From beginning to end, he never even looked at this gambler, let alone his hysteria.

Instead, grab the box with the clown's head.

He glanced at the two brigadier generals behind him.

"I'm the base commander, do as I say."

"Yes."

T Peng En didn't say much. He saluted and went about his own business.

At least one wind duct should be opened to reduce the loss of oxygen.

"clear."

Kibin lowered his head, a look of slight reluctance in his eyes.

In his opinion, the clown's head is more important than this town.

Besides, why do they think that the Joker can only do this much? If they don't deal with the Joker, the lives of the entire town will be in his hands.

A huge face seemed to appear above the poisonous gas in the sky, with the corners of its mouth raised.

Like expressing your opinion on the performance below.

At the command of the flying squirrel.

The navy of the entire base became busy. It seemed feasible to use a large number of fans to open up an air duct for air circulation.

Capone, the Ship-Slayer, has already made all the arrangements with his soldiers.

The whirring sound of the fan seemed to make the air much more comfortable.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Yixiao also followed. His abilities were of no use in dealing with the current situation, so he could only follow Capone and the others.

The hands on the clock moved very quickly.

Another round soon followed.

The flying squirrel's tone was much more relaxed when he reported to the headquarters.

"The wind tunnel solution is indeed feasible. If the transport ships can speed up and deliver more wind turbines, we can dispel this crisis."

Except for the weird G5, other naval bases will not exist alone.

"Perhaps this is just a prank by the clown."

"He's scaring us."

"This is very close to the judgment of Chief of Staff He." The response from the headquarters staff came through the microphone.

It doesn't sound very exciting.

"So, the expected support has already gone to the transport ship, and should arrive shortly after sunset."

"Isn't that Mr. Zefa?"

Hearing that the support was gone, the flying squirrel suddenly felt unsure again.

"This department feels that we should be more cautious. After all, it concerns that thing."

"Yes."

The flying squirrel nodded helplessly.

"Also, the transport ship has stopped."

He could be helpless about the previous thing, but this sentence made the flying squirrel's voice suddenly growl.

The solution has clearly been found, so what's the point of stopping now? !

"I need an explanation."

He suppressed his anger.

"We still need a lot of fans to open up passages, as well as rescue supplies. The gas has been covering the area for a long time, and many people have symptoms of poisoning!"

"Yes, but none of this matters anymore."

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, then it seemed to have changed its voice and said coldly, "Your mission has changed. You don't need to worry about the town or the base. Get on the warship now."

"Killing the Joker is your first priority!"

The reason for the clown?!

The flying squirrel's pupils shrank sharply. He clearly had not reported this incident...

No, there are two of my own men!
He gritted his teeth.

"Is Marshal Kuzan here? I will explain to him in person that the clown's head is fake. He used it to divide us..."

On the other end of the microphone, Aokiji blew out a puff of cold mist, and the temperature in the staff room suddenly dropped several degrees.

"Flying squirrel, this is an order from Saint Satan."

(End of this chapter)