XX-level Hokage

"So, what's the purpose of calling us here?" Miss Twofinger asked. "Darth Bones asked. "I think you probably already know, from the message Mr. 4 sent." Paula replied.

"You mean the news about the vice president and Miss Valentine's defection? Do you really think I'm a child?" Miss Valentine asked, pointing two fingers. "Marianne spoke up.

“But I don’t think Mr. 4 would lie to me,” Paula said, shaking her head.

"After receiving this news, I contacted the vice president via Den Den Mushi. She only said one sentence to me before hanging up," Mr. 3, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

"What did he say?" Pora asked. She had tried to contact him as well, but she couldn't reach either the vice president or Miss Valentine. "He said that if you want to live, you should surrender. Gardino, Gardino is my name," Mr. 3 said seriously.

As Mr. 3 finished speaking, the entire Spider Bar fell silent. It seemed something was indeed about to happen.

"Has anyone told the president about this?" Dorothy swallowed hard and asked. A long silence followed.

"Speaking of the president, apart from the vice president, none of us know what the president looks like or what his name is. And do you remember what the president promised us when we joined the company? To build an ideal country called 'Utopia' without war. But what we're doing now seems to be even further away from that dream," Pora said with some emotion.

"You mean you also want to leave the company?" Darth Bonis said coldly.

"I didn't say that. It's just that the vice president has already betrayed the company. If the company encounters an enemy it can't handle, then my primary task will be to save my own life." Pora waved her hand and said.

"Me too, Mr. 1. We all joined Baroque Works with ulterior motives. I'm not going to risk my life for a plan," Miss 3 said calmly.

"You..." Darth Bonis was about to say something when a burst of crisp applause rang out.

"Clap clap clap."

"It seems you've all made up your minds. That saves me the trouble." A clear, crisp voice followed. All the cadres hurriedly looked towards the source of the voice.

A girl with black hair and white eyes was sitting on the sofa in the bar. Next to her, their former colleague Miss Valentine was standing quietly.

Upon seeing this, the group was instantly shocked.

Dorothy activated the power of the Rat Fruit and went underground.

Mr.3 ignited himself, creating a wall of wax that enveloped him and Marianou.

Bora activated the power of the Thorn-Thorn Fruit, making her hands incredibly powerful. Darth Bonis's arms conjured blades, ready to strike at any moment.

"For Michita's sake, I can give you ten seconds to consider whether to surrender or die," Mashiro said with a light laugh.

Before he could finish speaking, Darth Bonis launched an attack on Mashiro. "Slash!"

But the instant Darth Boones attacked, a cherry blossom-pink sparrow appeared out of thin air, then transformed into a cherry blossom-pink katana, slashing down. Instantly, the blades on Darth Boones' arms shattered, and he crashed into the wall, covered in blood.

“If there’s a next time, it won’t be the force blade you conjured that will shatter,” Shinji said calmly.

He then glanced at the others. "Three seconds left."

"Three" two

“Tell me your choice,” Mashiro said with a smile. “I surrender,” Mr. 3 said, raising his hand first.

At his signal, Mariano raised her hand. Then Paula and Dorothy followed suit.

Seeing this, Darth Bonis, who was lying on the ground, also raised his blood-covered arm.

His dream was to become a great swordsman, but even the greatest swordsman understands that challenging an enemy who is fundamentally invincible is a foolish act. (This is also the difference between him and Zoro.)

“Very well, then you can stay here quietly. I don’t want you to leave this bar until soldiers from the Kingdom of Alabasta come looking for you,” Mashiro said slowly and deliberately.

Upon hearing this, several cadres nodded in agreement.

"Also, little girl, your abilities are useless to me, but they're quite interesting. Perhaps I'll give you a choice later, a choice that will determine your future." Mashiro walked lightly to Marianu's side, looked at her terrified face, reached out and touched her head, and said softly.

As soon as Zhenbai entered the bar, he felt his emotions begin to change.

Instantly, she thought of a colleague Michita had mentioned, Miss Golden Week, who possessed the ability to control other people's emotions through the paint on her palette.

An interesting ability, somewhat similar to Yakumo's, except one affects reality while the other affects emotions. [Name: Mariano (Miss. Golden Week)]

Gender: Female Age: 17

Affiliation: Pirates; Devil Fruit Ability: None; Three Types of Haki: None

Height: 145 cm Luck Value: 30

Approval rating: 0

"So she's 17? I can't believe it." Mashiro muttered to herself as she led Michita away from the Spider Bar.

After Mashiro and Michita left, the executives breathed a sigh of relief, especially Mariannu, whose legs gave way and she collapsed to her knees. Some time later, after leaving the Spider Bar, Mashiro brought Michita to the vicinity of the Alabasta Kingdom's capital.

Crocodile was sitting in the palace in the royal city. Although none of the remaining executives of Baroque Works had informed him, he still knew a lot through his informants.

He didn't care about the personal interests of those cadres; he only cared about one thing: Robin's disappearance.

"Let me see the reinforcements you've brought," Crocodile said coldly. Instantly, a cloud of yellow sand billowed up, almost obscuring the entire royal city.

"Oh dear, how rude of you! Aren't you afraid of hurting innocent people? Anyway, come here first," Mashiro said softly.

She activated her Byakugan, locking onto Crocodile's location, and then activated Universal Release, instantly pulling Crocodile out of the royal city.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Princess's Journey to Reclaim Her Kingdom (The End)

Crocodile crashed heavily onto the desert sands, then merged into them. The wind rose, the sand dunes gathered, and Crocodile's silhouette emerged.

"Is it you? The reinforcements Vivi and Robin brought?" Crocodile said in a deep voice, looking at Mashiro and Michita floating in the air.

"Go to town and wait for me for a while." Ignoring Crocodile, Mashiro said to Michita behind her. "Okay." Michita, who had already thought of this, nodded obediently, then opened her umbrella and floated towards the town.

After Michita left, Mashiro looked at Crocodile. "Yes, hello, my name is Mashiro," Mashiro said calmly.

"Mashiro, is that it? I'll remember your name. So, die!" Crocodile launched an attack instantly.

His arm instantly transformed into a sand blade, which then grew to enormous size, cleaving the ground open and sending a sandstorm hurtling straight towards Mashiro. "Desert Blade!"

Crocodile is very confident in his strength and enjoys toying with weak opponents. However, he has no intention of playing around with Mashiro and only wants to finish the battle quickly. He doesn't believe that the "Devil Child" would choose a weakling as his next opponent.

Despite having mentally prepared himself, Mashiro's strength still exceeded his expectations.

Faced with the massive sand blade that came at her, she simply raised her hand, and an invisible force instantly deflected the sand blade, which then struck Crocodile, cleaving him in two.

But Mashiro's slash was completely unexpected by Crocodile. The sand gathered, his body recovered, and he launched another attack.

He raised his right palm, and a tiny sandstorm immediately formed in his palm. "Sandstorm!"

Crocdale flung the sandstorm from his palm at Mashiro.

After escaping Crocodile's grasp, the sandstorm rapidly grew larger and faster, instantly reaching Mashiro.

Looking at the massive sandstorm before her, pale blue pupils appeared in Mashiro's pure white eyes. The Limitless Technique was activated.

The massive sandstorm, upon touching Mashiro, seemed to lose its power, turning into a cloud of sand that fell to the ground.

"Who exactly are you? I don't seem to have heard of a powerful person like you before." Crocodile looked at Mashiro with a serious expression and asked in a deep voice.

"Who am I? I am Mashiro. If I had to give an identity, I haven't decided yet. I originally wanted to be a traveler, but on Robin's suggestion, becoming a Shichibukai isn't bad either," Mashiro said softly.

"Seven Warlords of the Sea?! Are you trying to climb over me to get ahead?" Crocodile's gaze at Mashiro grew increasingly cold.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” Masashi said with a smile. “Dream on!”

Crocodile instantly turned into yellow sand and disappeared from the spot, then appeared out of thin air in front of Mashiro.

His arm instantly grew to enormous size, transforming into a crescent-shaped sand blade that slashed straight at Mashiro. "Crescent-shaped Sand Dune"

This is an incredibly terrifying move. Once you are hit by the sand blade, all your moisture will be sucked out, and you will eventually collapse and become a dehydrated mummy.

But Mashiro showed no intention of dodging or resisting, simply watching Crocodile with interest. The sand blade passed right through Mashiro's body.

Without looking back, Crocodile instantly retreated, stopping only when he was a distance away from Mashiro. Looking at Mashiro, who remained unchanged and smiling not far away, Crocodile looked at his palm. That feeling just now...

The instant he struck Mashiro, he felt a section of his conjured sand blade disappear. "Is that all? It's my turn to attack now," Mashiro said calmly, looking at Crocodile.

She stretched out her fair palm and pressed down.

"Harmony: Mo Zhuo" Instantly.

A strong wind arose, and tornadoes raged outwards.

The strong suction force continuously drew away the sand from the elementalized Krokdal.

Then dark clouds rose, and streaks of purple lightning struck down, continuously hitting Crocodile. The powerful destructive force of the lightning charred the sand.

Then water bullets rained down from the gate, constantly striking Crocodile. He tried to escape, but the gale pulled him back to his original position.

The water bullets soaked his body, and his elemental form became faintly visible. When lightning met water, the intense electric shock caused Crocdale to scream in agony.

Fortunately, the strange phenomenon did not last long.

The clouds, rain, wind, and thunder dispersed, leaving only the incomparably wolfish Crocodile in the same spot.

Her skin was now charred black, and her forehead was stained with blood. Mashiro walked quietly towards Crocodile.

Just then, Crocdale touched the ground with his right hand, and the entire earth instantly cracked as he absorbed the moisture that had just fallen.

Immediately afterwards, the suction force gradually spread outwards. This is a terrifying power that can even pulverize rocks into sand after activation. It is a wide-range attack unique to Logia-type Devil Fruits. After it is used, the surrounding buildings will gradually turn into sand and sink, and the ground will become a dry wasteland, as if it were dead.

"Erosion of Reincarnation!"

The suction force reached Mashiro's feet, but due to its boundless influence, it couldn't absorb the moisture from Mashiro's body. "Still trying to struggle?" Mashiro said calmly.

A massive sandstorm arose beneath Mashiro's feet, but it didn't directly attack her; it simply swirled and blotted out the sky. Just as Mashiro was wondering what was going on, a voice came from behind her.

"If I'm not mistaken, your N-type immunity to attacks should only be limited to what you can see, so I win!" Crocodile's hands transformed into four large sand blades, which he thrust towards Mashiro's back.

The Great Sand Blade is even sharper than the Desert Blade, possessing the sharpness to slice through extremely thick rock walls and capable of cutting through almost anything. This is Crocodile's most powerful attack.

"Desert Diamond Sword!" *Clang!*

A clashing tone came from the other side.

"You guessed right. It's not a particularly powerful ability; it simply slows down approaching attacks to almost a complete stop. Even without using a sneak attack, if your power is strong enough to influence space or molecular motion, my ability is actually useless," Mashiro said softly as she turned around.

Crocodile was staring in utter astonishment at the pinkish-red force that blocked his attack—and it did so automatically.

"It seems that you, as a Shichibukai, are just a larger version of Smoker. Your Haki isn't very strong, and you rely too much on your Devil Fruit ability. So, goodbye." Mashiro extended her hand to Crocodile.

Seeing the outstretched, pale hand, Crocodile felt an overwhelming sense of threat and hurriedly tried to escape. Chains of water appeared out of thin air, binding Crocodile tightly in place.

"Originally, I planned to imprison you with the Water Prison Technique, but now I've found a better way," Mashiro said with a light laugh.

Then a burst of intense flames ignited on Crocodile's body. With a scream, Crocodile was reduced to a glass statue.

Crocodile could escape by breaking the glass, but he couldn't do it from inside. Done.

Using the Heavenly Guide of the Celestial Forces, Mashiro pulled the Crocodile glass statue to its feet and flew towards the city.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Dance of the Sand