The Legendary Family of One Piece

Chapter 94 Only Mentally Ill Patients Need Stimulation

We spent the whole day there, but didn't experience a single thrilling game; the main focus was on companionship.

He doesn't need any kind of stimulation.

Only mentally ill people need stimulation!

Today, Charlotte had to admit one thing: this girl had absolutely boundless energy when shopping.

Inside a dessert shop, a group of people gathered together. Lina elegantly savored her cake, while Beta and the others, who were having a blast, were also indulging in desserts.

It's like showing off your food.

The sounds of chewing, "smack smack!", were incessant.

"Hey, you three, can you watch your mouth? Can you stop making that noise in public?"

"Okay, boss." Beta looked up and said repeatedly, but his mouth was covered in cream, making him look quite comical.

Charlotte was speechless for a moment; a bunch of starving ghosts had escaped.

Ignoring them, Charlotte took a drag of her cigarette, the white smoke rising slowly as she leisurely watched the diverse crowd coming and going outside the gate.

"Hurry, let's go home, curfew is coming!"

A patrol of soldiers was shouting loudly in the street.

Upon hearing this, the people quickly took action, returning home and shops closing down one after another.

Um... is it really that serious?

Charlotte was very puzzled and looked at the others, who were all equally confused.

Fell explained, "This is a rule set by the King; there's no way around it, and it's best not to wander around at night..."

As he spoke, he looked around and whispered to Charlotte.

"Because things have been quite unsettled at night lately, with people disappearing mysteriously, the king has sent people to investigate, but without any results."

Charlotte looked at Phil, his gaze somewhat surprised.

That's really strange.

"Oh, could it be something?" Beta winked and leaned in at some point.

They seemed very curious.

"Guest, please don't joke around. This only happened in the last few months. There are patrol teams at night, so as long as you don't wander around, you'll be fine."

Phil quickly spoke up.

"He who listens to advice will eat his fill," and Xia Luo was a man who listened to advice very much. He didn't want to get involved in strange and bizarre things for no reason.

"Alright, let's go."

He got up and walked outside, and the others followed him.

"Guest, wait for me! Do you know where to find accommodation without me?"

Well, that's true. Charlotte stopped and waited for Phil to lead the way.

……

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Inside his hotel room, Charlotte stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, stroking his chin as he pondered what he had seen that day.

The ubiquitous surveillance Den Den Mushi (snail phone sticks), the girl's words, the patrol's reactions, and the inexplicable curfew.

There's something strange about everything.

His gaze drifted out through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The royal palace was situated at the highest point on the entire island, visible to anyone who looked up.

There's an inexplicable sense of condescending and perverse pleasure in it.

Charlotte gazed silently into the dark night, lost in thought.

Beta, Barrett, and Pandaman Pand were discussing something, looking extremely amused. Lina and Mitis, however, seemed a little puzzled by Charlotte's reaction.

Inside the kingdom's castle.

Fell headed deep into the palace, bypassing layers of guards, and pushed open the heavy gate.

The castle hall was dimly lit, and the various eerie reliefs seemed to be filled with mystery.

A red carpet leads directly to the center of the main hall.

A towering throne stands atop a three-tiered, grand staircase.

A shadow fell over the throne, and a person could be vaguely seen sitting there.

Fell walked step by step to the bottom of the stairs, gathered his wide robes, and knelt down humbly and respectfully.

"Your Majesty!"

The man on the throne was none other than King Marpossiri. He casually leaned forward, looking down at the people below, his face revealed from the shadows.

It was a clown makeup look with a mouth split to the cheeks, giving it a morbidly terrifying appearance.

"Oh, it's Phil! How are those flying pirates doing?"

The voice was extremely high-pitched and sounded incredibly comical; even the terrifying makeup couldn't hide the unpleasantness of the voice.

"Your Majesty, the other side has not made any unusual moves. It seems that they arrived by accident and have not fallen for the trap."

Fell dared not show any mockery, after all, those who dared to laugh at his voice in front of the king were now long gone.

He simply answered in a low voice.

"Is that so? It didn't work!"

The Clown King's shrill voice seemed somewhat displeased.

Fell broke out in a cold sweat and quickly said, "It was my fault."

"Alright, that's fine! Keep a close eye on them."

Faced with the king's words, Fell repeatedly assured him.

A moment later, Phil asked in confusion.

"Your Majesty, is it really necessary to be so cautious when the opponent is merely the Hippefeller Pirates, the Sixth Division of the Flying Pirates?"

On the throne, the Joker King's shrill voice rang out once again.

"After all, this place is within the Golden Lion's sphere of influence, and I'm worried that they may have ulterior motives."

No matter what, the Golden Lion is undoubtedly a top powerhouse in this era, and it is perfectly reasonable that he is deeply feared.

"Your Majesty understands. He is wise and far-sighted. It was Fell who was presumptuous." Fell spoke with great humility.

Fell quickly changed the subject.

"Your Majesty, a little girl accidentally came into contact with one of their people today. Could this cause any unforeseen circumstances?"

The jester king, seated on his throne, remained silent for a moment before speaking in a shrill voice.

"Send men to arrest that little girl. Marposiri has no need for people who disobey orders."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, the patrol team has been dispatched and is searching for him," Fell said quickly.

The Clown King made a heavy nasal sound.

"Well, as for those pirates, keep a close eye on them for now, and don't let them interfere with the subsequent plans. You should understand what the consequences would be if something went wrong."

The king's expression, hidden beneath his clown makeup, was completely invisible, yet the sinister feeling lingered.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Fair's forehead. He carefully wiped it away and quickly said.

"Understood!"

Under immense pressure, Phil gritted his teeth and asked.

"Your Majesty, if—and I mean if—the other side intends to sabotage the plan, that would be best! After all, they are also members of the Flying Pirates."

The Joker King's chilling voice rang out again, "Well, in that case, the only way is to kill them. No one can stop the plan from going through."

Phil's face turned pale. "But..."

"Don't be afraid. That guy, Shiki, believes in the supremacy of strength and won't care about the lives of his weak subordinates. Just give him money and then we'll wash our hands of all the problems."

Fell breathed a sigh of relief. If he had really angered the Flying Pirates, this island would probably have sunk. How could he, living in the New World, not know how terrifying they were?

The Joker King's words undoubtedly reassured him.

"Go and do it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Fell immediately bowed and hurried away.

The king on the throne, his blood-red grin pointing upwards, looked mad and tyrannical, his shrill voice echoing throughout the hall.

"I will succeed, I definitely will!"

A sudden clap of thunder flashed across the sky, the brilliant lightning illuminating the heavens and the earth, and illuminating that crazed and distorted face.

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