One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 22 Secretary Ou

The sea in the doldrums is as calm as a blue mirror.

There were only two huge poisonous sea snakes grunting and pulling a large ship with carved railings and painted buildings.

The toxins in their bodies keep countless sea kings lurking on the calm sea surface away.

"Lord Snake Princess!"

"I grabbed a newspaper, would you like to take a look?"

Hancock, who was lying on the scarlet python, just rolled her eyes.

"I have no interest in newspapers."

"Boya, if you really have so much free time, count the looted supplies again."

She folded her arms, half of her beautiful face buried in her arms, and her posture was lazy.

"But the newspaper gull said it was the last copy printed and he refused to sell it."

"I beat him up and then snatched it away."

Bo Ya said a little aggrieved.

"Stolen?"

"Then show it to me. After all, it is a trophy."

Hearing that it was stolen, the lazy Snake Princess always picked up a little bit of energy, stretched her graceful body a little, and her seductive eyes like fox eyes made the crew members of the Nine Snakes Pirates couldn't help but stare at her.

The love of beauty is not gender-specific.

Salome flatteringly held the newspaper between her tail and presented it to Hancock.

She didn't see it quickly.

The Navy's emancipation of slaves was only briefly mentioned as the most eye-catching headline in the newspaper.

There didn't seem to be any change in his eyes.

“It’s all boring stuff.”

"I can't even muster the energy."

Hancock rolled her eyes again, looking indifferent.

Of course, Hancock herself thinks that this doesn't matter.

For a moment, Salome, who had scarlet markings, felt as if Lady Snake was going to split her in two.

Could you please not hold my hand so hard?
World Economic News Agency Branch.

Charles Long looked angry.

"How can the world government interfere with newspapers?"

“We want freedom of speech!”

"They are scared, for sure!"

How could I bear the fact that the report I wrote myself was banned?

"The president has agreed to this matter."

"The newspaper three days ago was the last batch printed by the printing department."

A newspaper delivery man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and speaking human language pushed up his glasses. His attire, which was different from that of ordinary newspaper delivery men, fully demonstrated his peculiarity.

He is the secretary gull among the newspaper delivery gulls!

"I disagree!"

Charles Long was still shouting.

"Isn't this the big news the president has been pursuing? Did he take money from the navy to do this?!"

Mystic Ou's narrow eyes narrowed under his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Charles, put yourself in your place."

"If it weren't for the fact that you wrote a really good piece of news this time."

"Just based on the slander you just said against our great underground emperor Morgause, I will send you to Printing Island to work as a worker for a year!"

The threat from Printing Island calmed Charles's impatient temper.

“It’s not without cost for the Navy to do this.”

Mystic Owl is neither hurried nor anxious.

"In exchange for this suspension, we will have exclusive coverage of this public execution by the Navy."

"This is big news worldwide!"

Exclusive reporting rights for public executions!

Charles' eyes suddenly brightened up again.

His previous outcry was mainly because he felt that his great work had been treated unfairly, not because he was really fighting for justice. Now that he had another opportunity in front of him, he naturally calmed down.

"The navy intends to make a big scene this time. They plan to broadcast the execution live on islands in various countries."

"Chabaoti Island is no exception."

There is more that Mystic Owl wants to say.

"Of course, more importantly, we can report directly to the battlefield!" His eyes were also burning.

It doesn't take much insight, just the name Whitebeard is enough to make people realize how grand this execution will be.

Reporting such scenes really makes Ou excited!
"And what about the reporter who took the photo? The president said he would give him some reward."

"Arne?"

After hearing the exclusive report, Charles no longer cared about the news being banned.

Anyway, he expected it when he exaggerated the report.

Without a few banned news articles, can you still be called a reporter of the Grand Line?

He went out and asked a few questions.

Arne, the new reporter, has now risen to a very high position in the bureau.

Charles generously provided him with a valuable Den Den Mushi for taking photos. Its small and portable size has always been a must-have item for famous journalists.

It's just that this guy seems to be holding something.
Charles didn't pay much attention to it. After a brief chat, he returned to the Mystic Oll.

"This guy has a very interesting request!" he smacked his lips.

"Oh?"

"He hopes to add a live broadcast screen at the Navy Headquarters. Haha, let those marines watch themselves being broadcast live. It's really interesting!"

Secretary Ou frowned instinctively, not understanding the meaning behind this request.

It shouldn't be hard to do though.

After all, they had just agreed to the Navy's request for a ban on news reports.

"Alright, I'll tell Lord Morganse!"

"Remember, the public execution will be in seven days."

The secretary gull flapped its wings and glided out of the branch office window.

Then he fell to the ground and ran quickly.
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"The messenger gull is out now. They should agree to my request."

Arne whispered to himself.

"Hehehe, this is an indispensable part."

He was holding another hand in his hand, which looked like the hand of some parasitic beast, with ears and eyes.

Apparently, the person in the confinement room was still unwilling to be lonely.

"Continue your career development. You seem quite interested in this career."

Bucky felt that his initial advice must have worked.

It's best to be interested, and journalists are a very important tool.

The people in this world seem to have never seen the power of public opinion.

Of course, it may also be the power of short essays.

Arne blushed a little when his thoughts were exposed, and stammered:
"Don't forget that I am still your navigator."

"It's a candidate for navigator." Buggy jumped to the window and emphasized.

The navigator is an extremely important position on a ship, and he must be chosen carefully.

"Okay, okay, I'm a candidate."

"Just don't forget it."

Arne looked at the strange hand with a slightly helpless look as it jumped out of the window.

After a while, he disappeared into the crowd.

Judging from the direction it left, it seemed to be similar to the path of the Secretary Gull.

He rubbed his head and took his own camera-using Den Den Mushi.

I'm planning to interview a friend I met recently.

That's a cute guy with a bounty of 100 Baileys!

Arne felt that interviewing these guys was much easier than interviewing other pirates.

And they always have plenty to talk about when it comes to bounties.

(End of this chapter)