One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

This is the second time, and the second time someone other than the young master has praised her like this!

I'm so happy!

"It seems there's still some misunderstanding between us."

Bucky crouched down.

He pinched Monet's lips with his fingers.

The sudden appearance of a domineering black aura thwarted her plan to use elemental transformation.

Then it gently lifted up to both sides.

Why be so serious?

"Come on, give me a smile."

"I just wanted to thank him for taking the initiative to come out when I was feeling a bit bored."

"He's such a nice guy, let's drive him crazy."

Please vote for me! It's almost the end of the month, could you give my kid a couple of votes?

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 148 You are a link in the chain

"No, no!"

Monet looked at the clown so close to him, his mind filled with thoughts of wanting to rebel and struggle.

But the body, following its instinct of fear, enters a state of near-numbness.

The demonic aura itself is a power comparable to Conqueror's Haki, especially since Buggy has already mastered the stage of overwhelming power.

Even against opponents of Jinbe and Smoothie's caliber, it can slow down their movements.

Not to mention Monet.

Caesar was known for his research and weapons of mass destruction, while Monet was skilled at infiltration; neither of them were particularly adept at combat.

However, relying on the power of the Logia-type Snow-Snow Fruit, most villains are no match for her.

Naturally, there was no incentive to polish it further.

After being sent by Doflamingo to supervise Caesar, Monet fulfilled his duties very well.

At this moment, she felt a sense of disorientation.

Upon hearing the clown's words, instinctively, one begins to argue.

The young master is a very important person to her.

The scene right now is hard to describe...

An intellectual beauty murmured weakly.

The limbs that had tried to resist were limply brought over.

Her snow-white skin even felt cool to the touch.

Bucky's mind involuntarily drifted to some interesting memories from his college days.

Yes, in those stories, your character is traditionally the villain.

However, there has been a recent trend of washing away the black and turning it white.

"The snow woman with the emerald green style is quite interesting."

He was commenting on Monet's hair and pupils.

Upon hearing this, Monet's eyes flashed, and his hazy consciousness finally returned to the ground.

Appearance is a powerful weapon, sometimes even surpassing one's own strength.

The clown isn't anything special!

She stuck out her delicate tongue and licked Bucky's finger that was lifting the corner of his mouth.

With a charming look in her eyes, she said:

"As long as Lord Caesar is not harmed, Monet will do anything."

Once he was in familiar territory, Monet's fear was not so intense.

Even my mind became a bit more agile.

Although she didn't know why, the person in front of her was so certain of his identity, and his mocking eyes seemed to see right through her.

But there's no concrete evidence.

Even Caesar only had some doubts.

She hadn't revealed anything; she was just a junior secretary at the research institute.

At this point, Monet wouldn't just self-destruct.

The Snow-Snow Fruit's power allows her to remain calm most of the time.

Moreover, if he could take the opportunity to infiltrate the clown's inner circle, he might be able to offer the young master even more help.

Without Bucky's finger lifting it, Monet himself raised the corners of his mouth.

Do you like my smile?

Her tongue circled over Bucky's finger.

My fingers felt like they were covered in ice cream.

"We can play more."

What did you think of my joke?

"That's the one who drove him crazy, how interesting!"

"No, that's not a joke, it's a step in making my life more fulfilling."

Bucky pursed his lips, his eyes showing no emotion, and even a hint of annoyance.

Monet wasn't sure if he had seen it wrong.

Just a moment ago, the other person was looking at me with worldly eyes, but after showing a smile, their expression immediately changed.

Instead, she pinched her alluring tongue tip with two fingers.

The force was considerable.

Monet opened his mouth but could only stammer a few words.

Fortunately, that treacherous Caesar had already taken the opportunity to escape.

A fierce glint appeared in her snake-like eyes.

I was worried the Joker wouldn't go deep into the research institute...

Since the first step of the plan has been disrupted, why not just flip the table?

As the person sent by Doflamingo to monitor Caesar, Monet's most important trump card was the self-destruct switch for the entire island.

This is the young master's way of greeting you.

A flash of malice and determination crossed her eyes, which then turned into a seductive glint.

"I can also help you enrich your life."

"Of course, you can definitely do it."

"Well, what I mean is, I didn't even tell any jokes... so how come you're laughing so hard?"

"If that's the case, the clowns will be out of a job—"

Bucky's face was unusually cold, and his whispers sounded like he was saying something very chilling.

His fingers pinched Monet's sensitive tongue, and while maintaining contact, he roughly invaded the other's mental world.

Monet immediately rolled his eyes.

She's trying to seduce a madman—what a creative idea!

Luo shook his head inwardly. The clown's appearance had disrupted his plans. However, from the clown's words, it seemed that the other party knew a lot about Caesar, including the secretary's relationship with the Don Quixote family.

"I'll go and bring that guy back."

He gave Monet's heart to Baki.

Caesar had already taken "his own" heart, turned it into gas, and escaped.

"No need to rush, I still need this guy to do some things."

"Besides, it's more fun when the scenes are well-developed."

Bucky replied calmly that the main reason Caesar was able to escape was because he concentrated his pressure on the woman in front of him.

Or perhaps Caesar was deliberately sent out by him.

Our chain smoker has a very strong sense of responsibility...

Looking at the guy's mocking smile, and feeling a bit sorry for the guy being targeted by the clown, Luo turned and walked out of the operating room.

I don't know if it was because I didn't want to see Monet's appearance, or simply because I wanted to stay away from the clown.

"Young Master..."

A glistening tear slid down the corner of the beautiful woman's eye.

He mumbled a couple of words.

Before meeting the young master, he was just a struggling member of the slums, and the Kingdom of Dressrosa was never wealthy.

You could even say they were poor.

A single celestial gold can reduce the fruits of the nation's hard work by 20%.

So this country's calling card to the outside world is...

Love and passion.