One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

Two of the Five Elders nodded in agreement.

"I think it's acceptable."

"Indeed, the Joker has nowhere to run, and Aquaman can't be ignored either. It would be best if we could deal with them together."

"Then let's arrange for the Death Raven to bring the Den Den Mushi over so we can negotiate in person."

Three votes to one, with the bald-headed Shoulang Sheng indicating neutrality.

Even Satan, who harbored the deepest hatred for the Joker, could only sigh.

He always felt as if the clown was forcing them to make that call.

That's disgusting.

……

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"Can this bird represent the world government?"

Noah the Great Ship.

Bai Xing asked with an uncertain look on her face.

"Mrs. Shirley, would you like to have your fortune told?"

"Prophecy is the stupidest thing in the world, Your Highness."

Mrs. Shirley turned her head and replied with a self-deprecating tone.

Then his gaze fell on a raven with the World Government symbol on its chest.

"It's not that this bird can represent the World Government, but it can contact the World Government directly."

The crow's claws gripped the scarecrow's shoulder, and it carried a cage in its beak containing a white Den Den Mushi (transparent telephone snail).

It is a communications crow specially bred by the CP organization.

In the seas surrounded by sea kings, only they can still move freely.

About half an hour ago, a crow landed on the ship carrying a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooped-up noodle), along with the message that the Navy hoped to have a friendly exchange with the mermaid princess.

The Den Den Mushi was still ringing.

"It seems that Mr. Clown is putting a lot of pressure on them, otherwise he wouldn't have come to contact us so rashly."

Mrs. Shirley shook her head, feeling very sorry that she could not kill.

They looked in the direction of the island with envious eyes.

The firelight there has illuminated the sea.

"However, their plans are destined to fail."

"Yeah, they didn't even know there was a clown on the ship," Bai Xing muttered softly.

She saw a clown with bloodshot eyes and a ferocious expression walk out of the ship's deck, and her eyes narrowed immediately.

The exact number of puppet bodies the clown has is probably uncertain, even to the puppeteer himself.

That's why the fishermen on this boat were exceptionally well-behaved.

Who knows if the clown is just playing a trick on them again?

They've already played the clown once; let the World Government take the lead this time.

Their gazes darted back and forth.

Bucky answered the microphone on the Den Den Mushi.

"Good evening. Is the beautiful three-eyed woman Im here? I'd like to invite her to dinner."

Bucky asked softly, like an elegant gentleman.

This scene was not hard to predict.

Or rather, his actions had been contributing to this whole situation, and if he had known what Satan was thinking, he would have certainly praised him.

He was absolutely right.

Provocation, subversion, and coercion have always been the forte of world governments and navies.

But it's also one of Bucky's specialties.

"..."

There was complete silence on the other end of the microphone.

Bucky's greetings clearly reached the ears of the five old men, then lingered in their minds, repeatedly rubbing against their most sacred and sensitive nerves.

His simple greeting easily provoked the five old men to the height of their anger.

What is Im, the three-eyed beauty?

Is it possible for you to speculate about Lord Im's identity?

This is blatant insult and slander!

They don't take those five old men seriously at all!

Besides, didn't the Navy say that this Den Den Mushi could contact the Little Mermaid? Why is it that the damn clown still answers the call?

This made their previous discussion seem utterly ridiculous.

Satan was the first to growl out.

"clown!"

"You're courting death!"

He knew that voice all too well!

Just like when Bucky mocked him in the Holy Land, this was the first time in Satan's life, coupled with the humiliation of destroying the Holy Land.

His anger level was at its maximum from the very beginning.

The other four old men finally understood Satan's anger; they hadn't directly confronted the clown when he last came to Pangaea.

As soon as they made contact, the hatred was immediately and firmly established.

They all gritted their teeth, their faces ashen.

Holding the first generation Kitetsu, Juro Sei crushed the armrest of the golden sofa to pieces, and the demon sword in his arms trembled violently, with an eerie aura emanating from it.

Mazsaeng, who had been looking completely composed, was about to tear off his long white beard.

He was the one who proposed the plan to contact the Little Mermaid.

Being mocked like this by the clown makes me feel like I've completely lost face.

Saints Piet and Valerius were also filled with rage.

The clown's rage when he blew up half of the Holy Land was as high as these few words; their worship of Im was almost ingrained in their bones.

"Oh, isn't he here?"

Bucky's tone was clearly filled with regret.

“Last time I even set off fireworks in front of her house, but she still wouldn’t come out to see me. How about this, this time I’ll decide on the location.”

"Trust me, this time there will be even more spectacular fireworks."

After speaking, he pulled the microphone further away.

"asshole!"

"The World Government will not let you get away with this!"

"You will definitely die a horrible death!"

As expected.

The five old men started yelling and spewing their own rant.

However, their vocabulary is always the same: "bastard," "I'll kill you," and so on.

It's very monotonous.

"Are you finished?"

"After you've finished speaking, could you please pass this message on to Im? You five old men might not be willing, but he might be."

He continued speaking to himself.

"Lunch or breakfast is fine, but the fireworks effect might be a little less impressive."

"It would be quite a hassle for me to knock on the door again."

"You won't have another chance!"

Satan's low growl came through the microphone.

"You think being a playboy makes you this smug?!"

"Your physical body will be destroyed, all traces of your past will be erased, everyone connected to you will be sentenced to death, and you will be forgotten by the entire world!"

"What I once said will definitely come to you, without any compromise!"

beep---

Suddenly, a busy tone came from the microphone.

That damn guy hung up the phone!

Satan Saint's eyes widened, his face extremely sinister, and he swallowed back the breath he had just managed to exhale.

I felt a rush of blood to my head, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

He bit down and spat out each word one by one.

"Tell Akainu that he must eliminate the Joker completely, no matter the cost or the sacrifice!"

"As long as the Joker can be killed, I guarantee the position of Fleet Admiral will be his, no matter what!"

This time, the other four old men didn't say anything.

They fully understood Satan's feelings, and even better.