One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 18 Fire Will Heal Everything

fear death?

How could I be afraid of death!

Sicily felt like he had countless words and countless anger to express. He wanted to let this guy who looked down on him see what a rear admiral of the navy was like!
I am definitely not comparable to a noble major like him!
But the reality left him speechless when faced with these two words.

He didn't know how to refute it.

"At least, at least you have to ensure the safety of those nobles."

This is the bottom line in Sicily.

As long as the lives of the nobles and wealthy businessmen are not threatened, and the World Government does not put undue pressure on the navy, everything can be negotiated.

"Well, that depends on their own efforts."

Bucky thought about it carefully and felt that it was unlikely.

After all, he always thought of himself as a man who kept his promises.

If they say they are going to set a fire, then they are going to set a fire.

Around him, the sound of building materials exploding could be heard from time to time.

The intense firelight made his face red.

The originally huge semicircular building, now only the rough framework can be seen, still struggling in the flames.

"it's a pity."

He hung up the Den Den Mushi without any hesitation. Sicily, who had deduced certain facts from his tone and the sounds around him, was like a powder keg that had been lit.

It was so noisy.

"I've already said it. I suggest they save themselves."

"Didn't you take their money?"

Swan, with short hair, wore a brown robe, and his neat short hair made him look more heroic.

"What do you mean by their money!"

Bucky frowned, feeling greatly insulted as a criminal.

"Search my house, search my house, you know what I mean? They obviously took my money!"

"And I'm just legitimately getting my money back."

Can it still be like this? ?
Swan opened his mouth silently, his worldview taking a big hit.

After taking all the money from the nobles and wealthy businessmen, they locked them in a burnt-out building in front of them, listening to their desperate cries in despair.
Such a thing.
It makes the word justice behind the man in front of me even more vivid!
Swan looked at Bucky's back with stars in his eyes.

Who was she before she met Bucky?
A kidnapped commodity for sale.

An exiled soul that can control its own body's functions but has no ownership of it.

In order to preserve the integrity of the goods, the slave-hunting team did not subject her to any violation.

But from what other slaves said, Swan had already anticipated his fate.

Slaves who are not beautiful will be subjected to endless oppression in labor by their slave owners.

Until the dead.

And some beautiful slaves had an even crueler fate.
It was so cruel that Swan couldn't help trembling all over just thinking about it.

So she had already prepared to exchange her life for dignity.

Until Bucky showed up.

Save yourself.

What a beautiful word!
This means that I finally have myself again.

Finally, I can give something.

Bucky didn't know how to describe the strange feeling he was feeling at the moment.

It's like pointing a gun to a passerby's head and threatening to kill him.

The other party exclaimed repeatedly, “Then you should do something good.”

This is the order of this world.

It's always so ironic.

It's ironic that when you intend to destroy the current order and justice, the advice you will probably get is to be a good person and do good things.

What if it's the guy who likes to wear leather jackets?

What would he do?
Bucky shook his head in thought, and turned his attention to the navy soldiers other than Jacques.

Arne has already gone to the newspaper office, and Baki needs him to spread the news to the whole island as soon as possible. These marines are different from Jacques, and they already know Baki's background.

Most of them are not even NCOs.

I just followed along after receiving the order and did the job.

It was not until he had countless banknotes on his body and stepped on the nobles' heads with his own hands that he began to understand.

It seems there's no going back.

Joel is such a Marine.

I did odd jobs for two years.

Wash dishes, mop the floor, do laundry, wash the deck
After two years of doing odd jobs, I finally became a formal naval soldier.

Then he started catching cats and dogs for the nobles.
Help execute slaves who are disobedient or attempt to escape.

By the way, the ridiculous justice of my youth was completely buried.

So when he put the gun in front of the noble for the first time, Joel felt his hands were almost shaking.

In the process of desperately stuffing Baileys into every pocket on my body, I experienced the enjoyment of satisfaction for the first time and had a clear understanding of the wealth of the nobility for the first time.

And now, they are burned to death by us.

There was confusion on Joel's face, the kind of confusion that one feels when his original life collapses.

“Wuwu..Wuwu…”

His side.

An old soldier with a dark face suddenly covered his face and sobbed.

Joel recognized him.

He is a soldier who escaped from a non-member country.

His country was conquered by pirates.

His wife and daughter were captured by the slave capture team and taken away like pigs in the mountains.

He heard no more from them.

So he joined the Navy, wanting revenge, wanting to save something.
Just looking back.

Just discovered,
He became an accomplice.

The man's tears struggled to squeeze out from his rough big hands.

The roaring fire seemed to soothe the pain of his life.

"Well, I regret to tell you that our action this time was not ordered by our superior, Major General Sicily."

"That is to say, the Navy will not cover our actions."

He saw the cheerful man in front of him telling them the bad news in a nonchalant tone.

“So, I have two suggestions for you.”

Bucky looked carefree and didn't care at all about what would happen to him later.

Of course, what happened to the respected Major Yaro had nothing to do with Bucky.

He pointed a finger and said.

"First, I suggest that you all take the money you have and start running. It's best to go deeper and higher into the mangroves. I think the money you earn should be equivalent to working in the navy for ten years."

Although it was me who brought this group of people into Tan Shui, and although it was me who ordered them to carry out the action in the name of their superior.

But Bucky showed no remorse at all.

Guilt and remorse?
How could one expect Gotham City's worst criminals to have these feelings?

Even if there really were, he would probably just open his hands wide and welcome these weird emotions into his already weird heart.

"Second, hide your Baileys and come back with me to the Area 66 base."

“Then, start waiting.”

wait for what?
Bucky didn't bother to say anything.

Of course, it’s also possible that he hasn’t thought it through yet.

But behind his casual back, there were more than ten pairs of determined footsteps.

Ah, the latest episode made a pure love fan like me feel dizzy.

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(End of this chapter)