One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

His eyes swept across the hull of the boat.

Unfortunately, the people I've encountered so far have all been worse than the last.

Alne, who was originally considered a bad pirate, is surprisingly kind-hearted in this story.

I'll have to play by myself now.

Bucky suddenly felt a pang of nostalgia for the talented people of Gotham City, especially that lovable guy who adhered to the no-kill principle…

They seem to be of the same kind.

The same distortion.

"Who is he?"

"Buggy the Clown, bounty of 15 million Berries, from the East Blue."

"Oh."

The naval personnel in the front row didn't exchange many words; a simple "from the East China Sea" was enough to say a lot.

Without prior arrangement, they turned their guns around and fired fiercely at the other pirates.

The pirates who originally planned to sell the captain were somewhat confused about the situation.

That weirdo is the source of the chaos, why aren't you all doing anything about him?!

Unfortunately, the navy had no intention of arguing with these fugitives.

The intense firepower forced the group of fugitives to scatter in all directions.

The weakness of the East China Sea region is evident.

It is our responsibility to revitalize the power of the East China Sea!

Suddenly, Bucky's mind conjured up the image of a passionate young man...

Forget it, let's leave this to that kid who unlocks the blood cheat.

However, he remained calm and composed, moving the cleaver from his chest to his forehead, embedding it halfway into the center of his brow, and then wiping a bit of blood from some unknown corpse.

This is in conjunction with his missing hand, eye, and ear.

It's like they've slapped the label of "old, weak, sick, disabled, and harmless creatures" all over their heads!

Then he squatted down with great interest, watching his tools and the navy fight.

Bucky might have been used to it before, but now that he has two sets of memories combined, he finds these things quite novel.

Especially the one from Arkham.

At this point, it would be even better if there was a bag of sunflower seeds and a bottle of cola.

Bucky is completely oblivious to the fact that he was the one who started this chaos.

The naval commodore in the white coat was clearly a veteran who had fought his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Faced with the attack of multiple pirates, he remained calm and composed. He first directed his marines to fire several volleys, which dampened the pirates' morale.

He appeared in front of the little giant Habule in a flash, wielding his crescent-shaped sword.

The little giant is really too eye-catching when he moves.

shave?

The name of the move naturally popped into Bucky's mind.

The Six Powers of the Navy, which are commonly used by the CP organization and appeared in the Enies Lobby arc in the original work.

Shaving is the second most famous among them.

The first is an iron block.

Brownie's movements didn't stop there. He held the knife above his head with both hands, and lightly stomped his feet a few times in mid-air as if he were on flat ground, using another move of the Six Styles, Moon Walk, to gain momentum in mid-air.

Then he suddenly chopped down.

Blood gushed out of the little giant's chest like a fountain.

The little giant Habler staggered back a few steps in pain, but fortunately, Brownie had to take care of more than just him.

A bearded pirate, carrying the body of his cellmate, charged toward the naval formation. Although he was quickly cut down by the marines, the volley of fire from the formation came to a halt.

A glint flashed in Joseph's eyes, and taking advantage of the opening, he suddenly rushed to the entrance of the passage.

The damp, salty scent of freedom seemed to be beckoning to him!

In the next instant, everything spun around me, and I felt as if I was floating in mid-air. When I looked down, I saw my empty neck.

He was beheaded.

He then understood.

Brownie flicked the scimitar in his hand, blood dripping onto the floor, the feeling of killing giving him a thrilling pleasure.

Even the muscle tearing pain caused by frequent shaving becomes a kind of stimulation.

This is the fate of scum!

He gripped the curved sword tightly, his slightly reddened eyes searching for his next opponent.

Suddenly.

And met a teasing, playful gaze…

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 6 Monster?

People often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul.

You can tell a lot from a person's eyes.

Brownie used to believe this, but now he's starting to have some doubts.

The pirate in front of me had a bloody cleaver stuck in his forehead and a severed hand, making him look extremely miserable.

He even suspected…

Is this person also a fugitive?

The cleaver stuck in his head seems to have the head chef's name printed on it. Could it be that the head chef also joined the fight?

What good is that piece of trash besides making good curry?

But this pirate has lost so much blood and a hand; he should have been lying down long ago, right?

Even so, his eyes were still so bright and determined...

It's clear that their will to escape was extremely strong!

He suddenly felt a sense of appreciation for the fugitive pirate, which was quite rare.

But then, Brownie’s figure left a blurry afterimage in the light and shadow, and in the blink of an eye, a scimitar was pressed against Bucky’s neck.

"What a pity, you're a pirate..."

Since he's a pirate, since I have some admiration for him, and since I'm a Marine...

Brownie felt more and more that he should give the other person a swift and clean death.

If I could be reincarnated sooner, perhaps I could join the navy before I retire in my next life. If that happens, I certainly won't hesitate to teach and guide you.

His thoughts flashed by in an instant.

The scimitar sliced ​​across Pakistan's neck as easily as chopping vegetables.

He could even sense the gaze directed at him from the other side.

Was it a desperate plea before death, or a bewildered reaction that left no time to react?

Who knows?

Brownie didn't pay much attention, simply flicking his scimitar and preparing to plunge into the next killing spree.

I just turned around.

Then I heard two more staggering footsteps.

The body that should have collapsed remained standing, as if beheading was nothing more than plucking a hair for the other person.

Bucky bent down.

Silently, he picked up his own head.

Instead of pressing her neck back down, she held it in her palm.

It's certainly novel to hold your head up with one hand.

"Is this what it feels like to be beheaded?"

His eyes were filled with excitement.

Too many novel things constantly stimulated his extremely high threshold for happiness, and his smile was sunny and radiant.

"To be honest, this feeling... well, it's definitely the first time. Although I often tell others about my father, that scumbag, who slashed my mouth when I was young with a knife."

He lifted his head and shook it, then floated up like a "flying head" and left his palm.

"But in fact, I don't remember anything about it."

Ability person?

Brownie's gaze sharpened, and a blush suddenly appeared on his face.

It wasn't that I was angry.

Suddenly, I felt incredibly ashamed of how I had acted so self-absorbedly.

This guy is clearly a vicious pirate, yet I felt a sense of camaraderie because of his pitiful appearance and "highly" deceptive eyes...

Looking back now, it was indeed embarrassing.

Brownie is usually quiet and reserved, and even a bit eccentric when killing enemies, but he always has a lot of drama unfolding in his mind.

Simply put, it's a case of being secretly passionate.