One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

Bucky tilted his head and merely raised an eyebrow at Yamato's divergent thinking.

They had only taken a few steps when they heard countless footsteps coming from outside the city.

The shadows of the Beasts Pirates members appeared on the long street.

Although Onigashima is the main base of the Beasts Pirates, usually only the Gifters are on it, while the other officers are scattered in various places to carry out missions.

Now that Oni Island has floated over the Flower Capital, the scattered executives have naturally received the signal.

"What exactly happened here? Where did the young master go?"

Kin'emon hid in a corner of the long street, avoiding the Beasts Pirates' group.

"It's definitely related to Kanjuro; he's the one who took the young master away!"

He muttered a few words to himself, then suddenly saw a group of samurai wearing straw hats approaching.

Just as they were preparing for a moment, the person at the front suddenly took off his straw hat.

"Mr. Kin'emon!"

"I am Hiyori!"

Kozuki Hiyori, also known as Komurasaki, quickly pulled Kin'emon back.

After the gangsters noticed Kin'emon's figure, Komurasaki rushed over.

However, there was no time for reminiscing. Little Purple, filled with anxiety, first conveyed the clown's message and explained the current situation in the city.

"Damn it! Kanjuro is a traitor!"

"I really misjudged him!"

What Kin'emon regretted most was that he hadn't seen through Kanjuro's disguise.

After all, it was he who personally handed the young master over to Kanjuro.

"We must find a way to rescue the young master immediately!"

Another member of the Nine Red Scabbards, Raizo, also jumped out.

He was short and had a crab-like hairstyle, but his face was somewhat too mature.

“That’s right. The young master’s safety is the most important thing. We must rescue him before the giant serpent is executed.”

Kin'emon nodded in agreement; otherwise, the lady wouldn't have sent them and the young master to this place twenty years in the future.

Upon hearing this, Kozuki Hiyori couldn't help but speak up.

"What about the people? They have no way to escape!"

Even the closest people can find it hard to maintain any feelings for each other after twenty years of estrangement.

In comparison, Hiyori cares more about the people.

"Hiyori, you don't need to get involved in what happens next. Leave it to us."

"You just said that Denjiro is still lurking in Orochi Castle? We need to make contact with him."

Kin'emon felt that it was already very important that Hiyori was able to send this message; the rest could be left to them.

"But that clown!?"

Hiyori was still wary of the clown's words.

"I'm going to settle the score with that guy!"

"They actually fooled me for so long with a two-dimensional character and even gave me orders!!"

It would have been better if Hiyori hadn't been mentioned, because Kin'emon got even angrier when she was brought up.

He had initially been very careful with those fragments, and then he ran around following the Joker's instructions.

If it hadn't rained once and accidentally gotten the fragments wet, he would still be completely unaware.

At this moment, he was naturally both ashamed and angry.

“Kaido is the key,” Raizo reminded him from behind.

According to Hiyori's information, at least the clown and Kaido are not on the same side.

He didn't want Kin'emon to act impulsively at this time.

But at that moment, another samurai came running.

"It's terrible, sirs! Lord Kyoshiro has just sent word that Orochi has accepted Kaido's terms and plans to boil Momonosuke alive at dusk today!"

"So fast!"

Kin'emon and Raizo glanced at the daylight; it was past noon, and the sunlight was beginning to slowly move westward.

"Have Nekomamushi and Inuarashi arrived yet? We need to hurry!"

"Let's go, let's contact them directly and infiltrate Orochi Castle before dusk. The position of general must be returned to the Kozuki family!"

After Kin'emon and Raizo gave Hiyori a few brief instructions, they led the group of samurai away.

Only Hiyori remained in the same spot, her expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

Her fingers gripped the hem of her kimono tightly.

"Now is definitely not the right time to rebel against Orochi, all for Momonosuke?"

More than ten years of forbearance, and it's no match for the young master of the Kozuki family?

She suddenly remembered Ashura Doji, who was also one of the Nine Red Scabbards, but Ashura Doji didn't care about the prophecy left by Oden.

They believe that the gap of twenty years is simply impossible to fill.

Udon Prison.

Jin walked all the way to the depths of the prison, to the chilling pool cell.

They slowly lifted up an iron chain that had been submerged in the pool.

Eustace Kidd.

A person was tightly bound to the iron chain. He had spiky red hair, his body was covered in scars, and his breath was extremely weak.

Hearing Jin's words, he barely raised his eyes.

"Heh, even your mask can be broken."

Jhin paid no attention to Kidd's sarcastic remarks.

Instead, he tidied up the tools stained with black blood next to the pool.

"I was originally planning to keep you here a little longer, since there are still many tools we haven't used yet."

"But now is the time when we need people."

He pulled out an iron awl from a pile of blood-stained tools.

Then another person was dragged in from outside the cage.

Everyone has weaknesses, you are no exception, and neither am I.

"Let's take another look."

"His name should be Kira?"

The person brought in by Jin was covered in blood and had bandages wrapped around his face.

Her hair was pulled up, her face was covered in tears, but she was laughing uncontrollably.

"Hahahaha"

You only have one chance.

The iron spike in King's hand was aimed directly at the back of Kira's head.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 201 Kyoshiro is not Denjiro, Denjiro is.

The tense atmosphere within Orochi Castle temporarily eased as the relationship between Orochi and Kaido improved.

However, there was something even more important to do.

Following the giant serpent's instructions, several groups of warriors set up oil cauldrons in the square in front of the city gate.

As the sun began to set, the firewood under the oil pan was lit.

The news that the Kozuki family bloodline would be boiled alive has spread throughout the city.

As one of the retainers of the Kozuki family, Kanjuro felt that he should also show some sadness, so he used a brush dipped in ink to draw a mournful face on the corner of his mouth.

"This looks terrible."

The man who could stand next to Kanjuro and freely offer his comments was a man with a blue pompadour and narrow eyes.

"But these are the kinds of sorrow a retainer should show, yes, and he should also prepare some resoluteness so that he can use them when he sees his former comrades later."

Kanjuro was still immersed in the role he was playing, occasionally taking out a round mirror to check his reflection.

"It's best to prepare more," Kyoshiro said with a smile, "otherwise we might not have enough time later."

"is it?"

Kanjuro tilted his head, seemingly trying to discern something from the man's face.

There was a sense of familiarity, as if the other person was also playing a role.

What role will you play?

"That makes sense, after all, we just saw that gentleman, which is even more frightening."

Kanjuro's sadness was genuine.

Look, what do you see?

The world's most vicious criminal—Lord Joker.

This isn't just Kanjuro's boast; it's the World Government's decision. They've even forgotten about the Revolutionary Army and are only focused on killing the Joker.

"This person is dangerous."