One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

Then they started catching cats and dogs for those nobles.

Help execute disobedient slaves or those who attempt to escape.

Incidentally, it also buries the ridiculous sense of justice I had in my youth.

So when Joel first held the gun to the nobleman, he felt his hands were almost trembling.

In the process of frantically stuffing every pocket of his body with pewter, he experienced the joy of satisfaction for the first time and gained a clear understanding of the wealth of the nobility.

And now, they've been burned to death by us.

Joel's face showed confusion, the confusion that comes from the sudden collapse of his life.

"Waaaaah...waaaah..."

Beside him.

A dark-skinned veteran suddenly covered his face and sobbed.

Joel recognized him.

He was a soldier who escaped from a non-member state.

His country was conquered by pirates.

His wife and daughters were captured by the slave team and taken away like piglets in the mountains.

He never heard from them again.

So he joined the navy, wanting revenge for something, wanting to save something.

Just looking back.

Just discovered,

He became an accomplice.

Tears streamed down the man's face from his rough, calloused hands.

The roaring fire seemed to soothe the pain of his entire life.

"Well, I regret to inform you that our operation this time was completely unauthorized by our superior officer, namely Major General Sicily."

"In other words, the Navy will not cover up our actions."

He saw the cheerful man in front of him casually telling them the bad news.

"Therefore, I have two suggestions for you."

Bucky acted nonchalantly, completely unconcerned about what would happen to him afterward.

Of course, what business is it of Bucky of what happened to the respected Major Yarrow?

He held up one finger and said.

"First, I suggest that you all take the money you have and start running now, preferably into the deeper and higher mangrove forests. I think the money you have should be equivalent to ten years of service in the navy."

Although it was I who brought this group of people into the Tan River, and although it was I who ordered them to carry out the order in the name of my superior.

But Bucky showed absolutely no remorse.

Guilt and remorse?

How can you expect Gotham City's worst criminals to have these feelings?

Even if such emotions did exist, he would probably just open his arms wide and welcome them into his already strange heart.

"Secondly, hide your Baileys and come back to the Sector 66 base with me."

"Then, begin to wait."

wait for what?

Bucky didn't bother to say anything.

Of course, it's also possible that he hadn't thought it through either.

But behind his nonchalant figure followed more than ten pairs of firm footsteps.

Ah, the latest chapter completely blew my mind, even for someone like me who only loves pure romance.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 19 Navy: I didn't!

Good morning, Grandpa Allison.

"Good morning, our newsboy from the 24th."

Allison responded with a smile.

He certainly recognized the little newsboy in front of him, who was only eight or nine years old, but his cloudy eyes made it hard to tell whether it was Seko or Lange.

There were many such newsboys.

"Would you like to buy a newspaper? Today's newspapers are selling exceptionally well!"

"Is it another story about pirates? I don't want to read that."

Allison shook his head. At his age, with his hair already gray, he had long lost interest in the stories of pirates. He simply tidied up his stall and displayed the wild fruits he had picked in the early morning.

I hope I can make some money.

He can't gather enough wild fruit to set up his stall every day.

"Not!"

The newsboy exclaimed excitedly, "It's related to the island! The navy says they're going to emancipate the slaves!"

"what!"

Allison's hunched posture straightened instantly, and his cloudy eyes involuntarily filled with a layer of mist.

He hurriedly took a warm newspaper from the newsboy, while stuffing several pieces of fruit into the newsboy's arms.

His eyesight was insufficient to read the tiny print below the title, which was as small as ants.

But that's enough to make the title clear.

"A just response: the Navy announces the emancipation of slaves!"

Really!

This is real!

Allison felt a surge of excitement coursing through his body and hurriedly rummaged through his cloth bag to pull out a magnifying glass that was quite worn.

Read it carefully, word by word.

"Large Commander Yaro of the Navy led the team."

"The human auction venue was completely burned down."

"It really is true!"

"My Perini can finally come back! I've finally waited for this day!"

Wet tears streamed down the hill-like furrows on his face.

Allison didn't know how to describe his feelings at that moment.

Perini, his daughter.

She was trafficked to this area when she was fourteen years old.

Since then, the little home he had painstakingly built up over half his life has collapsed.

No one spoke up for them, no one sought justice for them.

Navy, white navy

He was arrested instead when he tried to resist.

He thought he would never see his daughter return in his lifetime.

Now, he sees hope.

Major Yaro, Allison remembered that name.

Not just him.

World Economic News newspapers were scattered across the island like snowflakes in winter.

In almost every street and every human settlement, you can see people weeping bitterly or pounding the ground in grief.

They've waited far too long for justice!

Some have even hoisted the navy's seagull flag, as if declaring ownership of the land, hanging it high on the highest eaves.

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"A just response, huh? How wonderful."

Zhan Guo never expected that a single newspaper article would cause him such complicated feelings.

Doesn't he know about the Sabaody Archipelago?

That's impossible, of course.

But what can we do?

"nonsense!"

Someone slammed their hand on the conference table in front of him and shouted angrily.

"The Navy has never responded to anything regarding slavery!"

"A person as reckless as Yaro should be kicked out of the Navy!"

"Marshal, we can't discuss this any longer. We must deal with the Sabaody Archipelago incident immediately!"

This was a meeting for the Navy's top brass.

The attendees were all military officers of lieutenant general rank or higher, and also included some officials from the World Government.

Clearly, they had also seen the same newspaper.