One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

The Baku rubbed its hand against the palm of the hand.

It feels fluffy to the touch.

He always keeps his word.

Since he had already said he wanted to recruit Hawkins when they met before.

Of course, we can't let that opportunity pass us by.

To avoid rejection, Bucky chose to first experience Hawkins' past experience.

The Dream Ship.

Yes, he named the Dream Eater's abilities.

He can pull a person who is relaxed into his dream space, and then repeatedly recreate that ship within it.

Unfortunately, Ap had broken free from the dream before I arrived.

Where do you want to go?

Hawkins asked, his eyes red.

The ship needs a direction, which used to be decided by him, but that has changed.

Both the elusive little beast and the bizarre abilities displayed by Bakin himself made Hawkins extremely wary.

"Hmm, it should be about time."

Bucky stroked his chin and closed the book in his hand.

As a qualified fortune teller, Hawkins had a lot of mystical books at his disposal.

Some of them are quite interesting.

Three days have passed since Hina's descent into darkness and Doflamingo's injury.

Three days is enough time for the marine life to devour all the flesh and blood, and enough time for the sea to swallow up all the traces of the gunfire.

So he clapped his hands and said, "Let's go back."

He took out the permanent pointer from his pocket, and the words "FOOD VALTEN Island" were very conspicuous.

"go back?"

Hawkins' eyes narrowed, and then he took out the cards for divination.

He still wouldn't give up.

Is there a risk in choosing to return home?

With a slightly apprehensive feeling, Hawkins selected a card.

It's a Joker card with a number on it.

The numbers keep changing between zero and one hundred.

Fortunately, the numbers are much smaller, and there are still some symbolic things appearing.

Hawkins felt somewhat comforted.

Then, using his brain to analyze,

"Going back now would indeed surprise the Navy, and it wouldn't be a bad choice."

"But if I may be so bold, Mr. Joker."

What is our purpose?

"Good question!" Bucky clapped his hands, looking thoughtful. "Let me think about it."

"Purpose, what is my purpose?"

"That's right!" He suddenly exclaimed happily, clapping his hands together.

"Let's bomb the Holy Land again!"

"I'll have more experience this time, so I'm sure I can be even more unpredictable and make it look even better!"

"At the very least, we can force that guy Im to come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hawkins took the permanent pointer without hesitation.

The orders were issued methodically.

Several of his men pulled the ropes and lowered the sail bearing his pirate flag.

It is a scarecrow head with long hair, two long nails, and a cross.

Hawkins was beginning to understand why all the divinations about this damn clown were such a mess.

Because this guy's mind is also a mess.

"Well, it seems I'll have to put this idea aside for now."

Pakissio shook his head regretfully, his exaggerated expression subsiding, and habitually licked the corner of his lips.

"Let's go to Fishman Island then. I heard it's lively there. Coincidentally, I just love joining in the fun."

He remembered that there were coating craftsmen on FOOD VALTEN Island.

However, his original purpose was to go to Fishman Island.

He was quite interested in the so-called deadly medicine treasured in the Dragon Palace.

It can multiply a person's strength several times over, but the price is rapid aging.

That sounds like a really good toy.

Of course, the statement about bombing the holy site wasn't unfounded.

He had indeed given it serious consideration and firmly believed that he had to blow it up again.

It will create an effect that will drive the whole world crazy.

This can only be achieved by bombing the holy site.

However, this brings us to another interesting toy.

Dynamic rock.

He planned to get his hands on the deadly drug from Fishman Island and then work on it.

Who should we start with?

Bucky's mind conjured up the image of a purple-haired old man.

Former Navy Admiral Zephyr.

An old man burdened with deep-seated grievances.

If the old man were to use a lethal drug as a condition, he would probably be quite willing to pay a price, right?

However, it would be best to deepen the old man's suspicions about the World Government even further.

The clown chuckled sinisterly twice.

It was so fulfilling, so incredibly fulfilling.

In this world, he always has endless things to do, and new toys are always appearing in front of him.

It's hard not to be happy.

Hawkins' heart skipped a beat at the sound of cheerful laughter.

He then hurriedly ordered, "Full speed ahead!"

Fearing that Pakistani might change his mind and insist on bombing the holy site, they feared that Pakistani might change his mind again.

After all, the other party did indeed do such a thing.

Compared to something as trivial as bombing the Holy Land, Hawkins suddenly felt that Fishman Island, which was being contested by the three emperors, wasn't so dangerous after all.

At least it's not that exciting.

"Naval Battle in the Fog..."

Doflamingo looked at the newspaper in front of him, his eye twitching.

After the news agency in Morgans was suppressed, the efficiency of news reporting has obviously decreased a lot; news from three days ago is only now being published.

Furthermore, this battle was framed as part of the Navy's purge of internal traitors and three pirate crews.

The final result was also gratifying.

They successfully discovered three traitors infiltrated within the Navy and killed two of them.

Although a traitor and two pirate crews escaped, it did not prevent the World Government from portraying this operation as a highly successful strategic victory.

"I didn't expect Vergo to still be discovered by the Navy. What a pity."

Under the throne.

Don Quixote's three top officers came together.

They were aware of Vergo's existence.

"Ah."

When Ming replied, his expression was slightly unnatural.

After all, the person who swore to be loyal to him to the death was the one whose head he took in the end.

"Dover, what about Caesar? Without Vergo, the operation to capture children will easily be discovered by the Navy..."

Torrepol, one of the top officials, sniffed and said with some concern.

He looked like a disheveled middle-aged man.

After asking what sounded like a long-winded question, he lowered his head again, his eyes behind his small sunglasses changing several times.

"I'll figure something out."

Doflamingo had a cold expression on his face; all he could think about was how to kill that clown.

He is the only "joker".

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