One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

However, the flag flying above was not the Navy's seagull flag.

Instead, it features a bright red bat pattern.

Tina had one foot on the gunwale and a cigarette dangling from her mouth.

He shouted, "Lord Sakazuki!"

"If we don't set off soon, the pirates on Ridgeride Island will escape."

Akainu's lips curled slightly; this feeling of being unrestrained was indeed quite nice.

"I hope that when we meet next time, your eyes will not show any hesitation, Marshal Kuzan."

Although we can't utilize the navy's power, it doesn't mean we're starting from scratch.

A card with a bright red bat hanging from his shirt pocket.

It also has the clown's autograph on it.

Did I hesitate...?

The blue pheasant exhaled a chilling breath.

Ridgridge Island

If I remember correctly, that was Kaido's territory, right?

Inside the ballroom of the Kingdom of Dressrosa.

The neon lights are eye-catching.

The flower petals in the dancer's hand suddenly fell, and the iron needle hidden in the center of the flower's stamen emitted a chilling light. The green stem was held in the dancer's hand.

What started as a gesture of offering flowers suddenly transformed into a vicious stabbing.

That pretty face…

Violet could never forget that it was this woman who, as a palace maid, opened the gates of the palace.

Her humiliation of Doflamingo's identity began from that day.

"I thought you had forgotten, Your Highness."

Monet gave a slight smile, making no attempt to dodge.

"I will never forget you, you bitch!"

Traitors were more hated by Violet than invaders.

An iron needle pierced Monet's forehead.

There were no bloody scenes of brains splattering everywhere, but rather a smooth, silky feeling like stepping into a snowdrift.

Monet was, after all, a Logia-type Devil Fruit user.

But before she could retaliate, Violet was grabbed by a hand.

He was lifted up.

There are no techniques involved; it's simply a matter of overwhelming strength and speed.

"You seem a little impatient, ma'am."

Bucky wore a mocking smile, yet the pressure he exerted on Violet was comparable to that of Doflamingo.

How could that be? A clown?!

Violet's heart skipped a beat, especially with Monet watching her with a mocking gaze...

This is a real clown!

That 3 billion madman!

However, although Monet had been missing for a long time, she had previously stood with the Don Quixote family. Why would she be with the Joker?

Violet was momentarily confused.

Although she joined Don Quixote, she never got to know the real core of the group.

Therefore, we don't know much about Monet's existence.

Violet touched her index finger and thumb together, making an OK-like gesture, and placed it in front of her left eye.

This is the power of her Gaze-Gaze ​​Fruit.

The art of reading minds.

This way, we can glimpse what they are thinking.

Their gaze fell upon the clown.

She wanted to make sure it wasn't the real Joker.

Just one glance.

Violet looked as if she had been contaminated, covering her head and contorting her face.

His hoarse mouth kept dry heaving.

It's a mess, such a mess!

The other party was like a jumbled collection of information, with tens of thousands of pieces of information appearing and intertwining at the same moment.

The moment she saw it, her mind went completely overload.

But this does confirm that it was indeed that madman!

That madman who would cut his body into tens of thousands of pieces!

This was Violet's previous understanding, but now there's an additional layer.

This madman has even divided his mind into tens of thousands of pieces.

“Stopping the show midway is not a very polite thing to do for the audience.”

It's hard to imagine that a patient with such severe schizophrenia could actually laugh and talk to himself.

"Two questions, one thing."

His words were even quite logical and coherent.

Bucky was perfectly clear about the dancer's thoughts.

After all, the other party is in our hands.

Unfortunately, the dance performance came to a halt.

His expression remained unchanged as he continued:

Where is Doflamingo?

Where is your father?

"Don't tell me you don't know, beauty."

His eyes narrowed again, but he continued to tighten his grip on the other person's fingers.

"Uh," the dancer's breathing became rapid.

His face was deathly pale, but he managed to regain some of his sanity after the pollution.

"Ming-ge, he's still in the palace."

“I don’t know about my father. Ming saw my abilities and made me pledge my loyalty on the condition that my father’s life be sacrificed.”

"Then instead of locking your father up, he would send you a nail clipping during holidays, and if you failed a mission, he would send you a hand. After three failures, you could receive both of your father's hands and a head?"

What kind of hellish idea is this?!

A flicker of fear crossed Violet's eyes.

If Doflamingo really did that, I probably would have died in some mission long ago.

"No, he let my father go."

"it's a pity."

Bucky sighed softly, it was unclear whether he was referring to the matter at hand or to Doflamingo as a person.

"But I'm sure you'll find a way to contact your father, right?"

His eyes narrowed slightly.

The dancer responded with silence.

The Gaze-Gaze ​​Fruit has more than just the ability to read minds; it also grants the ability to see far, like the eyes of a bird.

It wouldn't be difficult to find her father in the kingdom.

"Then help me pass on a message."

"Yes, a flying ship loaded with explosives is heading towards the kingdom's capital."

"If you don't want to see the entire kingdom blown up, let him launch a campaign against the Donquixote family before dawn."

"I'd better see him at the top of the King's Heights."

If you can threaten once, you can threaten twice.

Bucky really likes these guys who are overly responsible.

"Otherwise, it will go 'bang,' which will be quite a sight."

A spaceship loaded with explosives?!

The dancer's pupils contracted sharply, her pale face filled with disbelief.

It was as if I had heard some kind of fantastical tale.

"Don't worry about whether he'll believe it or not. I'll set off a few fireworks before that."

Bucky's smile was exceptionally bright, as if he were saying he would bring a bag of fruit to your house later as a guest.

Yes, replacing the fruit with missiles would be quite fitting.

Can't he do it?

Violet simply couldn't gamble with the life of a kingdom.