One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

The prisoner who had been huddled in the corner suddenly spoke.

At the same time, he slowly turned around so that the moonlight could see his face.

"The...the vicious dog Musa, with a bounty of 57 million Berries!"

Musa raised his head, a slight smile on his scarred face.

"it's me!"

"So, you should also understand who... should get the things."

"I am the great pirate who has the chance to lead you away from here..."

His smile grew increasingly arrogant.

Musa spoke harshly, but deep down he had no hope of escaping.

His hands were handcuffed with sea stone, and he was locked in a solid metal dog cage. He was on a naval warship being escorted by a commodore.

How do we escape?

He just found Bucky and Alne's performance amusing.

What's a little strange is that a pirate with 15 million Berries is qualified to be imprisoned alongside his dignified hound, Musa.

The navy must have nothing better to do.

As for what the other pirate might be hiding...

This kind of thing is very common among pirates.

At most, they might sneak a wire or a razor blade, but what good would that do?

However, reporting it might earn you a nice meal in return!

Newbie here!! Get out of the way!!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 2 Gunshots

blood.

It slowly filled the iron-gray deck.

Arne couldn't help but shiver.

He was not some inexperienced rookie pirate.

We followed the previous captain as he burned towns and swept past merchant ships!

When he went out to sea, he threw his conscience into the sea to feed the sea kings, who were thieves and burning, killing, robbing, and looting were common occurrences for them!

If you don't take from others, others will take from you!

Even so, the bloody manner before him still chilled him to the bone.

As he tore open the wound, took out the knife, and tossed it to the somewhat comical clown…

……

……

"I'm so sorry."

Bucky turned his head and casually tossed his hair. "I was just too happy, so I couldn't help myself."

"What's that saying again? Oh right, I love peace."

He casually tucked the knife into his waistband, ignoring the mass of rotten flesh behind him.

It seems to be called something like... Little Dog Musa, and it does talk a lot.

It's disturbing his eyes.

Then he picked up the other hand that had fallen to the ground.

Of course, there's a price to pay for breaking free from the seastone handcuffs designed for Devil Fruit users.

He sawed off his own hands.

As long as he doesn't come into contact with the seastone handcuffs, Bucky's immortality will naturally return.

Then you can reattach the severed hand.

"A fruit that's split into four pieces, how interesting."

He licked his lips, and the severed ends of his arm and hand met, piecing them together like building blocks.

Before he tried it, he didn't know if it would work.

The original Bucky wouldn't have dared to try this.

However, Jack, who came out of Arkham Asylum, had plenty of guts.

Ah, I hope his dear attending physician and his lovely fellow patients will not regret his passing.

Especially that cute little bat!

He's having more fun now!

"Devil Fruit... Should I get another one to try? I heard that eating a second one will cause your body to explode and you to die, but I can already explode on my own, so how else can I explode?"

"Or, let other ability users try it."

"Yes, yes, this is called an experiment."

Bucky's eyes brightened as he thought about the various interesting things in his memory. His hair, which had been tied up, fell down, complementing his eccentric expression.

The Joker is someone the good people of Gotham City would never mistake...the madman!

“Baggi-sama…”

Besides possessing the worst flaws of pirates, Alne also has their strengths, such as quickly recognizing his position on a ship.

Of course, the current situation was not something he could have predicted.

The reason I gave the knife to Buggy earlier was simply because I thought that since Buggy was just a pirate with a bounty of only 15 million Berries, he shouldn't be too ruthless...

Damn it, did those Navy guys even use their brains when setting the bounties?

This level of ruthlessness is beyond what even the most notorious pirates with hundreds of millions of bounties could achieve!

"Don't worry, don't worry."

"I feel much better now."

He saw Bucky wave his hand, tear his body into pieces, and then calmly walk out of Musa's cage.

The curse of the sea, the power of the Devil Fruit.

It should be the Superman series.

As a pirate from the Grand Line, Alne shouldn't be so ignorant.

"Your hand...?"

Bucky's two hands were full of his own thoughts.

One of them used his index, middle, and ring fingers to climb up to the upper compartment.

The other hand floated up on its own, reaching deeper into the deck cabin where they were.

The three of them, whose combined wealth is less than 100 million Berries, don't have the audacity to ask the Navy to send a warship to escort them.

A whole floor of pirates would be enough to satisfy the appetite.

Dozens?

Or perhaps hundreds?

Bucky doesn't remember anything, except that it took more than two hours from when he was loaded into the cabin until the ship started rocking.

Furthermore, the feeling of simultaneously operating three separate body parts is surprisingly simple.

Maybe it's because he now has three brains.

The original Bucky didn't have such smooth maneuverability.

"Busy, everyone's busy." He shook his head, the rest of his torso resembling that of a lonely old man left behind. "It's good to be busy."

He looks like he has a mental illness!

……

Outside the cabin.

The sea was dark.

Only the dark green camouflage warships created ripples that shimmered with milky white scales.

The night is deep.

But as a naval officer on the escort ship, Sergeant Jacques remained completely diligent.

He patrolled back and forth in front of the ship's deck with several privates, the sound of his leather boots aimed to be as soft as possible while still making a strong presence.

The gentleness was to avoid disturbing the officers' rest, while the presence was to make Brigadier General Brownie, who occasionally got up at night, aware that outside the warm cabin, the loyal Sergeant Jacques was diligently fulfilling his duties.

Once he was a little further away from the officer's lounge, Sergeant Jacques's steps became more leisurely.

He casually lit a cigarette.

"We'll be at the Gate of Justice in about an hour. Everyone, just a little longer, and we won't have to patrol so much after we go through."

He patted a private on the shoulder, confirming that nothing unusual had been found throughout the night.

Unbeknownst to Sergeant Jacques, as he turned his head, a small, not-so-clean but diligent hand swiftly swept past him.

If you look closer, you'll see a shiny eye and an ear stuck to this hand.

Not long after.

The diligent little hands brought more and more things back to Bucky.

Gunpowder, swords, guns, nautical charts, keys, and a certain officer's diary...