One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

As a special agent trained from childhood, Art made this decision.

The only thing that doesn't make sense is how the Joker figured it out, since he didn't show any unusual behavior.

Even if there is tension and surprise, it is the reaction that a normal person would have when facing a pirate with a bounty of 3 billion.

What gave him the right to doubt himself?

In the last glimpse of Alter's eyes, he saw that the clown seemed completely unmoved, even blowing on his teacup.

He then departed into darkness with this regret in his heart.

After a while.

The darkness was restored by light, and Art was awakened by a burst of laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha.."

The bursts of laughter contained no trace of joy, but rather were filled with sarcasm.

"Would you be interested in continuing our conversation?"

The clown gestured with his hand.

"By the way, I was just kidding you. I hope you enjoyed my joke."

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So I've finally found the answer?

Are you kidding me?!

After a brief silence, Art ran his hand along his neck several times.

There was no blood, and no wound.

He didn't feel any pain.

"Why, why did this happen!"

Art stared wide-eyed, his face full of confusion.

Then he pulled out a pistol from the lining of his shirt and shot himself between the eyebrows.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Art fell straight down.

After a while.

The light still pierced the darkness.

Art touched his brow, his face filled with fear.

"How about we try using poison? It might be more effective."

Oh right, explosives would work too. If I wanted to kill myself, I'd usually use explosives.

The clown laid out various explosives, knives, and obviously evil poisons on the table, earnestly sharing them with him.

"Impossible! How can I not die!"

He doesn't believe in superstitions!

A few moments later.

Art sat obediently on the wooden table, holding a cup of hot tea, his whole body trembling.

He has just tried various ways to die, including being blown up, poisoned, hit by a car, and drowned.

In the end, he survived and lived a good life, only gaining a lot of experience with death.

"I am an agent of the World Government CP8, codename Rider."

The clown narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

His reaction was not surprising at all.

"Responsible for monitoring the militias within the kingdom, including the revolutionary army that had previously been in contact with them."

Ideally, one should infiltrate the revolutionary army.

However, my immediate task is to monitor every movement within the kingdom and report to my superiors the moment the Joker arrives.

"continue."

Bucky licked his lips, his tone indifferent.

"We...we have occupied all the nearby volunteer bases, and the naval scientific forces are lying in ambush inside."

The General Staff believed that the Joker craved chaos and therefore wanted to exploit us.

Having resigned himself to his fate, Art spilled everything he knew, like pouring out beans.

The existence of these scattered volunteer militias is also a result of the deliberate indulgence of the royal family and the world government.

The occasional raids on towns were also ordered by the royal family to strengthen their rule and capture beautiful slaves.

The World Government hopes to use these undercover agents to find clues about the Revolutionary Army.

The navy's plan was to have them play the role of the resisting and the weaker party, and simply report their direction when the Joker arrived.

Art hadn't expected that he would be captured by the clown in just one encounter.

They didn't even know how they caught it.

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"I, along with other teams that may also be agents, have been roaming around the coastline during this period."

Perhaps he had talked too much, for Art took a sip of the hot tea in his hand.

Drinking tea offered by a clown in such a bizarre place is practically suicidal.

Oh well, I'm not going to die anyway.

Art has given up entirely.

"In addition, we also launch attacks on the city from time to time to meet the demands of the royal family."

To be fair...

Alter's infiltration was fairly successful.

Upon seeing the target, aside from a brief change in his gaze, he showed almost no unusual behavior.

But the fact that there is nothing unusual is the biggest unusual thing.

How could anyone not feel a little strange upon suddenly seeing a clown whose face was covered in pale paint and whose mouth looked like it had been slashed open with blood?

That only means the other person has something on their mind.

Even Art's companions immediately stared at him with wary eyes.

As for what's on your mind, that's not important.

He will explain things properly.

Bucky took a sip of hot tea; he didn't care about whether he was wronged or not.

It would be fun to catch them and trick them.

The tea was steaming hot, and it was quite novel to feel the heat in the dreamlike space.

"What an interesting country."

But what pleases me most is that your enthusiasm for me remains undiminished.

Honestly, I was just thinking about how to wake you up, since people are always so forgetful.

The countries of this world always give Pakistan a very abstract feeling.

For example, the Dragon Palace Kingdom, despite its advantageous location and natural strengths, is constantly grappling with the issue of human discrimination.

However, the Moon Guardian Kingdom, as described by Alte, appears to be overly shrewd.

They profit from both the slaves and the common people.

They used the pressure of taxes to force the city's inhabitants to harvest slaves, and then used the power of the World Government and the Navy to harvest waves of the city's inhabitants from time to time.

The constant escalation of the conflict between the two sides only made the position of the top echelon even more secure.

It can only be said that they are indeed a royal family that can call themselves the guardians of the Celestial Dragons, and they have a deep understanding of the World Government's way of maintaining balance.

Art's lips twitched noticeably.

The things Pakistan did, let alone in just one month, will be unforgettable for world governments for a hundred years.

Kidnapping Celestial Dragons, turning the Navy against its own side, and an unconfirmed attack on a Holy Land.

Even being shot a hundred times wouldn't be enough!

It's said that the Navy General Staff is now spending all their time figuring out how to capture the Joker and his next attack location; they don't believe the Joker will stay put.

They deliberately deployed a large number of troops in the Moon Guardian Kingdom, which was the most likely location.

Thinking of this, he said with a sense of utter despair:

"Can I die now?"

"Of course, but I hope it will be after my game."

Bucky chuckled, his mocking expression sending chills down one's spine.

"After you wake up from the dream, just do what you were supposed to do. You should know very well what you need to say and what you don't need to say."

For naughty children, the clown would stuff them inside a lion puppet and then make them perform jumping through hoops of fire.

His threat sounds frivolous, but the three billion dollar bounty makes it all the more powerful.

"Dream?!"

Art first stared wide-eyed, then wondered how he could have such a vivid feeling in his dream?