One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 191 Planting the flag
Sure enough, a simple explosion can make people feel at ease.

Bucky narrowed his eyes, grateful for the harmony in his mind at this moment.

Look, how can we be mentally ill?

He didn't pay much attention to the struggle between the Guan group after they were suppressed.

I looked around and saw a pub.

The folding door of the pub was missing a corner, and there was a noticeable creaking sound when it was pushed open.

This is much more useful than hanging a bell.

There were only three or two tables inside, with many scratches on them.

There are four or five high chairs on one side of the bar.

Bucky sat down at the bar, tapping his fingers a few times.

A bearded old man trotted over from outside.

His face was clean, but there were a lot of blood stains on his trouser legs.

Before I ran over, I could vaguely hear some arguing sounds.

"That's a real demon, why are you still trying to get closer to him?"

"I don't know how many people he has killed!"

"I don't care. Once you enter the pub, you are a guest. How can there be no one to entertain guests?"

This should be the figure of the old man.

The other person trotted into the bar, wiped the table with a gray cotton cloth, and then put it on his shoulder.

After a few movements, the trembling hands and feet calmed down a lot.

It feels like returning to my home ground.

"What would you like to drink?"

"There's ale and a little rum, but not much. There are only two bottles left."

It is said that pirates have a terrible alcohol tolerance, so the bearded old man said a few words in advance to avoid being blamed later.

The Kingdom of Lulucia is already poor, so being able to drink some malt liquor occasionally is a nice pastime.

Few people would order rum.

"A malt bar then."

Bucky nodded his chin.

There's no rush to leave just yet.

The navy had just had a conflict with the Big Mom Pirates, so it was already quite good that they could squeeze out a fleet so quickly.

Not many people will come in a short time.

Of course, the main reason is that Bucky is in a much better mood now.

Take some time to think about whether to continue waiting for the news you want, or to get involved in the war with the flying squirrel first.

The call from Flying Squirrel was a pleasant surprise, as he was mainly waiting for news from Zefa.

On the contrary, there was nothing in Wano Country that could arouse his interest, just a few nails scattered around.

“How does it feel to wear the mask?”

The old man drew a glass of brown ale from the barrel in the back, and a layer of white foam floated on the top.

Hearing what Bucky said, he sneered twice.

"I'm much braver now. I seem to dare to do anything."

What he said is very true.

The tone of the aristocratic masters who boss people around has oppressed them for generations and is deeply rooted.

In addition, as an island country, the area is limited and there are few outsiders, so the formed cognition is more solid.

If I hadn't been forced to the point where I couldn't survive, if the Joker hadn't cut off the face of the World Government
They may not have the courage to do such a thing.

Bucky drank slowly and even elegantly.

He is very different from the madman rumored by the outside world.

Including those eyes, they didn't move around frivolously, but were very calm.

The silence made one feel that this should be a certain master.

Well, these are all based on the premise that the Joker has no interest in them.

Seeing this, the old man felt inexplicably uneasy again.

He picked up the gray cloth and wiped it on the wine barrel.

Find something to do to calm him down.

"This island is always ready to fly your flag if you wish."

The old man gave himself the excuse that the tavern owner could not ignore the guests.

And this sentence is what drives him.

Plant the flag.

Become a subordinate of a pirate.

This is the way of survival for islands and countries along the Great Route.

The bearded old man can see clearly.

Their victory at this time is only temporary. To survive on the sea, except for a few strong countries, most countries have to come together under a certain flag.

The Kingdom of Lulucia was originally a member state of the World Government, flying the flag of the Navy and being protected by the Navy.

But they overturned all that.

Then you will become a soft persimmon in the eyes of the pirates.

No one will cause trouble after the robbery, so why be polite?

Therefore, taking shelter under the banner of the great pirates became their way of survival.

Of course, the Joker is not a good choice.

He is really good at attracting hatred.

But at the same time, it also has a bad reputation.

If you hang the clown flag, ordinary pirates probably won't dare to provoke you.

The evil clown is still very intimidating.

When the numerical value expands to a certain level, the corresponding impact changes are also very obvious. For most bounty hunters and pirates, they will still take a gamble when it is 2 billion, but they will be particularly calm when it is 3.9 billion.

Moreover, the navy has to have some dignity and will not attack civilians without reason.

This is the idea the old man came up with.

It had been brewing since I met the Joker.

There is no way, Kaido and Red Hair don’t know each other, and there is no delicious food in the kingdom that can attract the old lady from Wan Guo.

All I can say is, choose the lesser of two evils.

I just hope this clown’s appetite isn’t as scary as the Celestial Dragons.

The so-called world of the strong has always been so realistic for ordinary people like them.

It's lucky to meet the clown at this time.

Otherwise, they would not be able to stop the power of that naval fleet just now.

Once Guan Ji regains power.

Given the former king's violent temper, these rebels would probably be sold as slaves.

"Well, that should be exciting."

Hearing this, Bucky couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

This was a path he had never imagined.

After all, he had never put much thought into building any power. Most of the time he just acted on impulse, with satisfying his inner boredom as his first priority.

Tease the world government and navy from time to time.

He likes people who claim to be righteous the most.

Maybe a little game?
But the prerequisite is that they have enough gunpowder.

"That depends on what you can give me in return."

Bucky brought up the issue of reality.

Of course, flag planting is just a game.

but.
“You can’t do something you are good at for nothing.”

Bucky is still very realistic in this regard.

Especially when he wasn't so bored.

This actually made the bearded old man feel relieved. What he feared most was that the clown was a madman who was impossible to talk to.

There's no point saying anything.

I happened to find a lot of good things in the king's castle.

He was about to speak when he suddenly saw someone walking quickly in from outside the tavern.

The man had a strong smell of blood on him, which immediately suppressed what the old man wanted to say.

It looks somewhat familiar.

It seems to be the navy officer who has always been following the king?

The man pushed open the folding door without saying anything.

He knelt down in front of the clown, holding a knife in his hands.

There were still pieces of blood and flesh hanging on the knife.

"Hahaha, I originally guessed it was the king."

Bucky tilted his head and smiled coldly.

The mini-game had an unexpected result.

But it just so happens that I need some help too.

"Congratulations on joining our promising group."

Instead of taking the knife, he patted the other person on the shoulder.

Oh!
The style of a master!

He could already hear someone praising him in his head. Then, he drank the whole glass and turned to the bearded old man and said:

"I think you can start preparing my return. Believe me, it will be worth it!"

He is a responsible clown.

If we talk about raising a flag, it certainly cannot be as simple as just raising a flag.

So Bucky stayed in town for an extra week or so.

It was the same sunny day as a week ago.

The light poured down straight on me like a layer of golden gauze, and it even felt a little hot when it covered my body.

But the bearded old man felt a chill in his heart.

"Old Robert, you have to give an explanation for this matter!"

"Yeah, that... Pirate-sama, is he really here to plant the flag?"

"Are you really not going to kidnap us?"

The bearded old man was surrounded by the people, his old face was wrinkled and he was obviously very troubled.

He wanted to explain himself, but everyone's concern was evident.

"Yesterday, he brought that navy man and buried a box of black stuff in front of my house, and also put a lot of incomprehensible thin wires..."

"Tell me something that will blow my whole family up!"

"It's so scary. I haven't even dared to go in the door these past two days."

A woman had a terrified look on her face and tears in her eyes.

"this…"

Old Robert, the old man with the big beard, was speechless for a moment.

Burying explosives in front of someone's door is indeed a bit horrifying.

But what's even more horrifying is that Bucky did this in front of more than one house.

He does this all over the port city!

Some are buried, but many stand directly on the street.

The dark shell makes people feel uneasy.

Old Robert was frightened by what he saw.

I've never heard of planting a flag this way!
"Then you go and talk to Mr. Clown?"

Old Robert was also getting anxious and asked everyone directly.

They would have agreed to it together, so why are you looking for him alone now?

When he asked this, the people who gathered around him fell silent.

The clowns can't be invited or sent away as they please.

Even the world government can’t do it!

What's more, Bucky is in a very good mood now.

When he reached the door of the tavern, he clapped his hands.

"Due to material limitations, this is the only way to go for now."

"It seems that our show has made everyone a little... uh, impatient."

As soon as he glanced at them in a playful manner, the people lowered their heads, not even daring to look at him.

In the past, my perception of the clown was his arrogant and crazy appearance in live broadcasts, newspapers, and bounty notices.

These are still a bit far apart.

Our current perception of the Joker is that he blew up a naval fleet in an instant while having fun, and forced a group of people from Guanji to kill each other.

It's extremely frightening.

"Master...Bucky, I wonder how the experiment you mentioned is going?"

It was still old Robert who asked the question with his head down.

He felt like he was standing on a powder keg.

"it is ready."

Buggy pursed his lips, "Hmm... the power should be enough to blow the whole town up."

"Don't worry, I've done this a lot and I'm very skilled at it."

Do what you are good at.

Bucky is best at making explosives.

"Are you interested in blowing it up and seeing?"

He threw a red button over.

It's a very ordinary switch, but there's a smiley face painted on the button.

It's his business card.

"Blow it up to the sky!?"

"Don't, don't give it to me!"

The red button was thrown around in the panic.

"Don't give it to me either. I don't want to be a prisoner!"

The button was of inferior quality and fell to the ground in vain after being thrown several times.

Makes a crisp sound.

"Cracked?"

Old Robert's eyes widened. He was the one who knew best what the clown had done!
A group of people lowered their heads and looked at the broken button. They felt as if their hearts were being tightened, and the beating sounds were particularly clear.

"Is it... okay?"

They're not quite sure.

Suddenly, a dazzling red light flashed on the broken button!

It was like squeezing the heart that was being grabbed.

Everyone's face was instantly filled with extreme fear, with their mouths open but unable to make a sound, as if they heard a deafening roar coming from around them.

"Pfft hahahahaha!"

“I like your expressions at this moment.”

“It’s so interesting!”

Well, all they heard was the Joker's merciless laughter.

A false alarm.

Almost everyone had a blush on their face.

What I did just now was really ridiculous.

Especially when everyone is afraid to pick up that red button.

"Relax."

"We won't explode so soon until our experiment is completed."

After Bucky laughed for a while, holding his stomach, he waved his hand again.

"What was the experiment like?"

"Hmm! Good question!"

The clown nodded, very satisfied with this instant comedy, and glanced sideways, seemingly at a guy with a cigar in his mouth.

"Well, I'm just seeing what they will do..." Buggy pointed at Old Robert and the others, "when they hold weapons that can kill the pirates or the navy, or when they might be killed as soon as they land on the island, what will they do?"

He tilted his head with the corners of his mouth raised high.

He then took out a button that was obviously much more exquisite from his pocket.

"Well, I call it the Age of Deterrence."

"Are you interested in seeing its effects?"

"Don't worry, I've already marked it in a prominent place on the dock."

Deterrence Era...Bucky learned about this game from his college student memories.

It's just a small experiment in the Kingdom of Lulucia.

After all, pirates often have no rationality at all.

It's easy to get carried away.

In order to keep them cool, Bucky left a lot of hidden explosives exposed.

Of course, there are many more hidden.

It depends on whether the pirates have the courage to do so.

"Next, let's conduct a selection."

When the people in the tavern heard the word "selection", their faces turned pale.

Even the navy following behind the clown were equally moved.

The last "selection" left a deep impression on them.

"Relax, I just wanted to ask."

"Who among you would most like to press this button?"

Fortunately.

Not to let them kill each other.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they all took a step back.

Pushed old Robert up.

If we were to ask who in town has the most courage to commit suicide, it would be the tavern owner, Old Robert.

After all, he was the only one who had the guts to ask the clown to plant the flag...

Old Robert's whole face wrinkled up.

But it was he who originally proposed letting the clown plant the flag, so now he had no choice but to take the button.

I guess I'll have to hold this thing every night before sleeping.

(End of this chapter)