I have the Flame-Flame Fruit, I'm invincible!

With a punch, Mr. 3 yelled and woke up from his coma.

Two punches.

Gardino suffered a broken rib.

After three punches, the mistress was already barely breathing.

Sabo: So you're really weak, it's not an act.

Perhaps the only resistance is from Mr.1 Daz Bonis.

He was the only tough one.

However, he didn't last long before being cut down by Kuina's sword.

“Lord Crocodile’s goal will be achieved by me,” Daz Bones said, staggering to his feet.

He will fight to the very last moment.

Sizzle.

Ten million Fords.

The invincible Mr. 1 has fallen.

"What are you rambling on about?" Enel muttered.

He was the most dissatisfied one.

I was fully expecting to find some experts, but when I looked, they were all weaklings who lacked any real presence.

He can handle any amount of this kind of garbage.

In just a few minutes, the Baroque Works, which had been hailed as a great evil, was completely defeated, overwhelming Alabasta.

This made Kuina and the others question their existence.

And Nico Robin.

He stared blankly at the boys and girls in front of him.

No, the elite team of Baroque Works has been defeated just like that?

“Don’t worry, this is normal,” Dick said happily as he pocketed the Explosion Fruit.

Kuina and the others were already exceptionally talented, and were further enhanced by Dick's Flame of Evolution, plus years of training.

Even if they were all minors, they still couldn't compare to the rotten fish and shrimp of the Baroque Works.

"Then, Miss Robin, may I ask you to come with me?"

"of course."

As for the others, detain them all first.

“Actually, Nico Robin, I know everything about you,” Dick said slowly.

"So, if you want a safe place, why don't you come here?"

Since we already have Ace, adding Nico Robin is no big deal.

Even if Aokiji comes, we're not afraid; it's a good opportunity to plant a seed of trouble for him.

Moreover, Dick already had an idea about what was in Alabasta.

“Sure, no problem,” Robin readily agreed.

As for what he was thinking, I have no idea.

Soon, the group arrived at the palace and received a warm welcome from Vivi.

“These are my companions,” Dick introduced.

One person was extremely surprised.

Because he recognized Miss All Sunday in the crowd.

While Vivi and Dick were out talking, Bon Clay cautiously approached Nico Robin.

"Miss, all Sunday, if the boss has any new tasks, I will do my best to complete them."

"And you, you're all Baroque's juniors, right? You should call me senior."

Nico Robin frowned slightly.

"You are……"

“Miss. All Sunday, it’s me, Bon Clay,” Bon Clay said, waving his hand and transforming back into his original form.

“Oh, it’s Mr. 2.” Nico Robin suddenly realized, a half-smile playing on her lips.

On the side, Kuina and the others exchanged glances.

They swarmed forward and captured Mr. 2.

"Wait, what are you doing? We're on the same side!" Mr. 2 shouted.

Outside the hall, Dick looked at Vivi strangely.

The moonlight streamed down like flowing water, illuminating the entire night with its silvery glow. In this tranquil night, a girl and a boy stood beneath the soft moonlight, seemingly inseparable, as if a strange atmosphere was awakening within them.

"Dick, I'd like to ask you, what's your opinion on Alabasta?"

“Well…” Dick paused for a moment, then spoke frankly.

"The problems are huge: there are no strong leaders, too much desert, scarce resources, and a weak army..."

Weiwei's complexion grew worse and worse.

"However, under your leadership, I believe that Alabasta will soon become prosperous and strong, and you will be a king that Alabasta can be proud of."

"Because of the flame of civilization?"

“No, it’s your talent. You have a great talent for governing a country,” Dick said firmly.

After all, in the original work, after the Alabasta incident, the comic's narration stated that Alabasta recovered its national strength at an incredible speed.

Cobra doesn't have that ability, so isn't Vivi the only one left? Could it be Kosa?

"You have so much confidence in me?"

"Of course, a vast area means abundant land resources. Don't be fooled by the fact that it's a desert; who knows what's buried underground? A large population that loves the royal family means abundant labor resources, strong innovation capabilities, high market demand, and high social cohesion..."

After a long, rambling monologue, Weiwei was completely bewildered, her eyes glazed over.

She knew all the words, but when put together, Weiwei didn't understand.

"Never mind," Weiwei came to her senses and silently cheered herself up.

"Excuse me, are you married?"

"???" Dick.

What does this have to do with anything? Why did we jump to this topic again?

“No.” Dick shook his head.

There are quite a few female friends.

Vivi's face flushed slightly, but remembering Cobra's words and the responsibilities she bore, she took a deep breath.

"If you are willing to swear to protect Alabasta with your life, I, I am willing to marry you."

Dick froze, his mouth agape, almost as if he could portray a three-person pig.

"What did you say?" Dick wondered if he was hallucinating.

“I said, if you can promise to protect Alabasta with your life, I’m willing to marry you.”

Dick scratched his head, completely baffled as to why things had turned out this way.

Take a closer look at the girl in front of me. Well, to call her a girl is an understatement; she's already developed physically due to the influence of civilization and the aura of a queen.

Otherwise, you could say she's a girl.

"No, are you serious?"

“Yes.” Vivi nodded.

After saying it out loud, Weiwei seemed to have let go of her burden.

Dick felt increasingly uneasy as he listened.

"Do you like me?"

"dislike,"

"Then you're still willing to get married."

"For the sake of Alabasta, to tell you the truth, Alabasta needs its own strongmen, strongmen to protect it."

"Of course, I'm still young and it's impossible for me to marry you. You'll have to wait a long time. It's good that we get engaged first, and we can use this time to develop our relationship."

“What about Mr. Crocodile? He’s a national hero,” Dick reminded him.

“Him?” Vivi hesitated. “He’s suspicious. He’s been spying on me.”

Miss Friday, an ugly vulture, is the punisher and messenger of Baroque Works, and one of the few who know that the mastermind behind Baroque Works is Crocodile.