One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

Compared to the Gas Demon, the Demon Clown is indeed very lucky.

If the Gas Demon hadn't been devoured by the Clown, he would likely have been the one to be replaced.

But now, even his chaotic nature couldn't suppress his fear of the Joker.

The image of the horned demon being swallowed piece by piece kept replaying in my mind.

The demon was eaten.

Then he died.

This fact terrified the demon.

For the first time, he felt death was so close.

Moreover, this word "luck" sounds rather sad.

The devilish clown looked listless.

He was grabbed and shaken by an invisible hand.

Yes, there really isn't much stock left.

In the realm of the mind, the clown is the absolute ruler.

The premise is that tens of thousands of clowns can reach an amicable agreement.

This is not difficult to do.

Bucky's face was full of regret.

Although he rarely actively pursued combat power before, the feeling of him fighting Akainu while also taunting him face-to-face in the Moon Guardian Kingdom was quite interesting.

"Or you can agree to one condition, and I'll let you go out and have some fun, how about that?"

He changed his tune and offered the Demon Clown a condition.

While chatting with demons in his mind, his body had already landed on a deserted island.

It's not that this body needs rest.

Instead, it was the little girl in Monet's arms who woke up.

I was awakened by the cold wind from high above.

He glanced at the birdman holding him, then at the clown hot air balloon ahead.

She blinked, then closed her eyes again.

Reality was too stimulating, so she decided to go back to her dreams to calm down.

But a growl from her stomach made her feel a little embarrassed.

It seems like a high-altitude journey isn't going to happen anytime soon...

Fortunately, the clown didn't intend to starve her.

It landed naturally when it encountered a small island.

"You really can let me out?"

"Of course...after all, we are one of the few kindred spirits in this world."

"I don't believe you."

"I understand, I understand. If someone were to keep someone locked up in a cage, and then let them out, they would be fighting against the Four Emperors and the Admirals, I would also be very troubled."

"So, that's exactly why I'm here to solve your problem."

"Are you going to eat me?"

"Hmm...that depends on how delicious you find it."

Bucky licked his lips, looking serious.

The little girl landed on the ground, but dared not move an inch.

This self-talk and the idea of ​​eating her own clown is still a bit too advanced for her.

But soon.

The little girl's mood improved again.

The clown emerged from his mutterings and said he was going to perform a magic trick for her.

He stretched out a hand and placed it on the head of the ferocious tiger with bared teeth. Although he didn't understand how a small island could raise a tiger that was even bigger than a Siberian tiger, he didn't care.

Encountering humans was its good fortune on the deserted island.

Unfortunately, it encountered a clown.

"Get ready, the moment of miracle is about to begin!"

"You just need to blink...yes, just a light blink, and dinner will fall from the sky."

Bucky stretched out his hands, looking deliberately mysterious.

Performing a magic trick, that's actually quite interesting.

The little girl nodded obediently.

Tiger became extremely nervous upon sensing the strange gas that suddenly appeared in the strange man's palm.

Its two hind legs kept pawing, but it couldn't break free at all.

"1, 2, 3!"

The clown pressed down suddenly.

The gas burst into flames in his palm, flashing brightly but confined to a certain area, only able to shoot into the sky.

The little girl opened her eyes.

A large, charred bird fell down.

"Did you like this magic trick?"

"Ok!"

The little girl nodded at the right moment, and her eyes did indeed light up with admiration.

"To be honest, I didn't even know your name."

My name is…

"Let's call him Little Boy."

"I am a girl."

"Of course, little one, of course I know you're a girl. I mean, from now on your name will be Little Boy."

"That's a very significant name."

Bucky clapped his hands, as if thinking about where to throw her.

"But...I have a name..."

The little girl, called a boy, muttered a few words and unconsciously clenched her right hand, which was beside her father.

"That's right, you have a name now."

The clown crouched down and lifted the corners of her mouth with two thumbs.

"Are you happy? You must be very happy."

The little boy gave a forced smile.

That's a madman.

three days later.

At the G1 base, which is still under reconstruction.

"Commander, here is your letter."

The flying squirrel, dressed in a sailor suit, put down the twenty bags of cement on his shoulder, clapped his hands, and took the letter.

The letter was unsigned, with only a casually drawn smile on it.

The flying squirrel silently opened it.

There was only one photo inside.

The content includes a clown crouching down and lifting a little girl's mouth, a one-armed girl with a forced smile, and a tiger trembling while holding a charred forehead.

Oh, and in the corner, a charred big bird.

The photos are alright.

The clown's meaning is quite clear.

My adopted daughter will definitely not be abused or mistreated; her material needs will be met, but her emotional well-being may be difficult to guarantee…

The flying squirrel was unaware that his adopted daughter had a new name.

He turned the photo over.

The text simply reads "Charlotte Irving".

"It's high difficulty right from the start."

Charlotte Oven is the Minister of Baking in Whole Cake Island, a pirate with a bounty of 300 million Berries, and the fourth son of Big Mom, one of the Four Emperors.

Any conflict with any of the Four Emperors requires the approval of the headquarters.

This is the Four Emperors card face.

But clearly, the Joker won't care about that kind of hand.

And you can't kill the other party...

The flying squirrel silently tucked the photo into its pocket and put the bags of cement back on its shoulder.

They cannot attack the Four Emperors' pirate crews, but it's a different story if the Four Emperors' subordinates attack them.

We're all in a new world; there's always a way.

Naval Headquarters, General Staff.