One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

"What was that guy called again, some kind of Saint Charles?"

"When he mentioned you and your father to me, he looked at you with such disdain. Oh, I forgot to mention, I'm his grandfather."

He kept rambling on despite his disappointment.

"Ah, the foolish Celestial Dragons who have abandoned their noble status."

"He went to live in the human world all alone with his two children and wife."

"And in the end, what was their fate?"

Bucky shook his head vigorously, his blue hair hanging down, even though he was wrapped in thin thread.

Storytelling seems to bring him great pleasure.

"His wife died of illness, and his two sons lived like beggars, struggling to find even a tiny bit of food in the garbage dump at dusk or dawn, even at the risk of being whipped by the slaves you used to ride on."

Do you think I'm mocking you?

"No, no, no, I respect everyone who lives life earnestly. Only by living can one find happiness, right?"

Dover's fingers twitched.

The parasitic threads that had been suspending Bucky upside down tightened considerably without him even noticing.

He tried to keep his face calm to prove he didn't care.

But the look on his face, as if he were about to grind his teeth to pieces, showed how much he cared.

He deeply resented that humiliating period!

Suffering helped him grow, but that doesn't mean Dover would be grateful for that suffering and pain.

He will only hate it more!

“My fat, pig-like grandson even told me about their fate.”

Bucky's disappointed expression finally disappeared, replaced by a hint of joy.

Is it storytelling that brings him joy?

No, no, no, how could that be? He's not a kindergarten teacher.

The people listening to the stories are his source of enjoyment.

Especially Dover's expression.

Oh, I'm so bad!

Bucky continued to laugh and joke, and this direct mockery and reopening of old wounds made Dover reluctant to kill him.

Her ears twitched, and she tried to think of a way to make Bucky die in even more agony.

"The kid who liked wearing sunglasses ended up taking his father's head with his own hands."

"We want to use my father's head to knock on the gates of the Holy Land again."

"Well, guess what Saint Charmaco said?"

He tilted his head, trying to mimic the posture of Saint Charles within the increasingly tight white lines.

He said, "Even if we are a bunch of pigs, we cannot accept a pig who jumped out of the pigpen coming back."

"Even if it's his child, hahaha!"

Bucky's unrestrained laughter seemed to unveil all of Dover's humiliating past.

Would Saint Charles really say that?

Of course not.

It was clearly just the clown's last lie before he died.

But what's heartbreaking is that all the lies he told were true.

"I can't bear to see you die like this."

Dover's facial features twisted uncontrollably.

With a flick of his finger, the parasitic thread lifted Bucky from the sea to right in front of him.

He took off his pink sunglasses, his eyes filled with extreme cruelty.

"I will hang you up like this forever, letting vultures carry away every piece of flesh from your body. I will make you live, live a life worse than death!"

"Pfft, hahaha!"

Bucky's laughter grew even louder.

"You still don't understand what I'm trying to say?"

What I mean is...

His manic laughter turned into extreme coldness in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Dover was like looking at a clown who wasn't funny at all.

You shouldn't thank me.

"You should be afraid of me."

Dover was momentarily stunned.

A soft, thud sounded as if flesh had been pierced by a blunt object.

Then, he lowered his head slightly and saw a black bamboo stalk piercing through his chest, with small pieces of flesh protruding from the bamboo joint.

Vergo stood right behind him, his entire body covered in jet-black Armament Haki.

One hand held a ghost bamboo that was also as black as ink.

His cold expression showed no sign of emotion.

why?

Why did Vergo ambush him?

No, it wasn't even a sneak attack. Dover's Observation Haki had already made it clear that Vergo was behind him, but he was a subordinate he considered family.

Dover did not pay attention to his condition.

Instead, he couldn't suppress his anger in the Joker's story.

What did you do?

Dover tilted his head back, spitting out blood and foam from the corner of his mouth. The hole in his chest made his voice sound a little hoarse.

He did not question Vergo.

The other party is absolutely incapable of betrayal, so it can only be this clown!

"Pirates."

Vergo simply said something indifferently, and was about to spin the Ghost Bamboo in his hand.

"Shave the feet!"

Dover spun around in anger, with eight nearly transparent, thin threads on the tips of his feet.

It landed squarely on Vergo's body.

Eight extremely sharp lines even cut through the Armament Haki defense, causing bright red blood to seep out.

In the blink of an eye, Vergo was kicked from the bow to the stern, crushing several layers of iron plates.

White lines spread upwards from Dover's ruptured chest, like bandages growing from his skin, tightly gripping and stopping the blood gushing from the hole in his chest.

"What did you do?!"

His expression was extremely ferocious, and he almost roared at Bucky, who was hanging upside down.

Compared to the humiliations of the past, being betrayed by his current family is even more unacceptable to Dover!

"Hahahahahaha"

Bucky's smile grew even brighter, as the increasingly tight parasitic threads were about to slice him from hundreds of pieces into thousands.

But this didn't affect his good mood.

"I just wanted to make him a little simpler."

"Living like this is not tiring."

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 80 So That's How It Is

"I see, now I finally understand."

Vergo whispered something as he imprinted a human figure on several layers of iron plates.

He had a problem that had troubled him for half his life, but it seems that he only remembered it today.

Why did I join the Navy?

Vergo remembered that he, Torrepol, Pica, Diamanti, and a few others had once met a seemingly extraordinary child in the North Sea…

The sudden display of Conqueror's Haki startled the group.

At that time, although they were already pirates, their strength was not considered strong. They were even "taught a lesson" by other pirates several times before they even set foot on the Grand Line.

So Torrepol and his group decided to gamble on the child's potential, betting that he could lead them to achieve their ambition of domination.

So they didn't hesitate to offer up the Devil Fruit they had obtained with great difficulty, and even followed the child as his subordinates.

Vergo remembered this incident.

But what he couldn't understand was...

Why did I, who used to be a pirate, suddenly become a Marine?

They are still exceptionally responsible navy personnel.

Whether it's training or missions, I'm always at the forefront.