Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

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Gu Fan leaned back in the wide chair.

He looked out the window at the endless yellow sand, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"I'm already tired of seeing this lousy desert sand."

Gu Fan picked up the teacup and took a small sip of the immortal tea.

"Let's go to the beach."

"Let's find a scenic spot and go camping."

Luffy's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this.

"camping!"

"Isn't there a ton of delicious meat?!"

Sanji poked his head out from the kitchen area and exhaled a smoke ring.

"The ingredients are indeed more abundant by the sea."

"I can prepare the finest seafood barbecue."

Nami glanced down at the auxiliary compass in her hand.

Her fingers traced across the nautical chart.

"If you walk west from here, it will take about half a day to reach the port on the west coast."

"There are large white sand beaches over there, which are perfect for camping."

Gu Fan nodded in satisfaction.

He put down his teacup and leaned back on the sofa.

"Zhu'er, drive."

"Yes, young master."

The RV emitted a low hum.

The massive vehicle turned around at the edge of the oasis and sped toward the beach on the west coast.

Half a day later.

The azure coastline came into view.

The sea breeze blew in through the car window, carrying away a trace of the desert's lingering heat.

The RV was parked on a flat white sand beach.

Mei'er methodically moved things out of her storage ring.

A giant barbecue grill carved from white jade.

Smokeless charcoal made from ancient sacred wood.

There were also plates of thinly sliced, evenly cut meat from celestial beasts, radiating an aura of spiritual energy.

The group in straw hats huddled around the barbecue grill, drooling all over the ground.

Gu Fan lay on a beach chair covered with silkworm silk.

Robin changed into a purple beach dress and knelt quietly beside him.

She used the power of the Flower-Flower Fruit to conjure several hands.

These hands carefully peeled the chilled grapes and fed them to Gu Fan one by one.

Nami, dressed in a revealing bikini, stood behind Gu Fan.

She naturally reached out and placed her hands on Gu Fan's shoulders.

Her fair fingers gently kneaded Gu Fan's shoulder and neck muscles with just the right amount of pressure.

"Boss, are you satisfied with this force?"

Gu Fan closed his eyes and smacked his lips comfortably.

"good."

"My hands are a bit rough."

"I'll have Mei'er get you a bottle of Fairy Dew later to moisturize your skin."

Nami's eyes immediately transformed into the shape of Beryl.

"Thank you, boss!"

"The boss is so generous!"

The waves crashed against the beach.

Everything seemed so pleasant.

Several huge black shadows appeared on the sea surface.

Those were three warships flying seagull flags.

The warships cut through the waves and sped toward the beach.

On the deck of the main ship.

A tall man with a full head of silver hair stood at the bow of the ship.

He was wearing an open white navy coat and had two thick cigars in his mouth at the same time.

White smoke shrouded his face in shadow.

Commodore Smoker, Navy Headquarters.

Behind Smoker stood a short-haired female navy officer wearing red-rimmed glasses.

She clutched a long, sheathed sword tightly, her expression serious.

"Commodore Smoker, the Straw Hat crew has been spotted on the beach ahead."

Tashigi pushed up her glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"They look like they're having a barbecue party."

Smoker, with a cigar in his mouth, frowned deeply.

"Such a huge change has happened in Alabasta, and Crocodile is nowhere to be found."

"These pirates actually have the nerve to eat barbecue here."

Smoker snorted coldly.

"Notify the entire ship to prepare for the arrest."

The warships have not yet docked.

Smoker's body had turned into a thick cloud of white smoke.

The smoke rose from the deck like cannonballs, heading straight for the beach.

"White Man!"

A thick cloud of smoke billowed into the air.

Like a giant net, it enveloped the Straw Hat crew and Gu Fan's RV.

Luffy was holding a skewer of grilled meat in his hand.

He looked up at the white smoke pressing down from above.

"Huh, is it foggy?"

Smoker's voice came from the smoke, carrying an undeniable authority.

"Straw Hat Boy!"

"And you accomplices of dubious origin!"

"No one's getting away today, everyone's coming back to Impel Down with me!"

The smoke quickly gathered, attempting to bind everyone together.

Gu Fan lay on the beach chair, not even lifting his eyelids.

He just wrinkled his nose.

"Where did this cheap tobacco smell come from?"

"It's very choking."

Gu Fan waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

"Mei'er, get rid of this dirty thing."

"Don't spoil my appetite for barbecue."

Mei put down her teacup.

She took a step forward, blocking Gu Fan's path.

There was no emotion whatsoever on that aloof and stunningly beautiful face.

Mei raised her chin slightly.

Her red lips parted slightly.

She gently blew a breath towards the billowing smoke in mid-air.

There was no earth-shattering sound.

There were no dazzling lighting effects either.

Only a visible wisp of white chill spread from the corner of her lips.

The cold air reached the edge of the smoke.

A layer of icy blue frost rose wildly at a speed that defied the laws of physics, following the trajectory of the smoke.

A layer of icy blue frost rose wildly at a speed that defied the laws of physics, following the trajectory of the smoke.

"What...what is this thing?!"

Smoker’s terrified voice came from deep within the smoke.

His proud natural elementalization was rendered useless in the face of this chilling aura.

The smoke particles that made up his body were frozen solid into ice shards.

Click.

Click.

The sound of ice forming echoed across the beach.

In less than a breath.

The billowing white smoke transformed into a massive, irregularly shaped ice sculpture.

The ice sculpture lost its ability to float.

A huge block of ice crashed down from mid-air onto the beach, creating a deep crater.

Sand splashed.

Smoker was frozen in the very center of the ice block, in a menacing pose.

The two cigars he was holding in his mouth, along with the embers on their tips, were frozen together.

The beach was completely silent.