One Piece: Arkham: Buggy the Clown

Chapter 51 Living like this for thirty years

The zombies in charge of broadcasting were surrounded by navy soldiers early on.

At least this was what Akainu saw when he arrived.

The soldiers gathered around the bowed figure, rifles in hand, white navy caps lowered, their faces obscured by shadows.

They didn't act.

"Mr. Sakaski... is what they said true?"

A navy soldier lowered his head and asked carefully in a very suppressed voice.

Those who were able to be stationed in Marijoa were all good families carefully selected by the Navy from various member countries.

However, the broadcast sound so close to them directly shook their long-held beliefs.

Yes, faith.

For an army that exists long enough, faith is an important factor in maintaining cohesion and combat effectiveness.

For the navy, the justice of top-down order extended from the concept of the Creator is their long-standing belief.

But now, the soldiers suddenly realized
This faith betrayed them.

Or rather, this belief has always been just coaxing them.

While coaxing these naive guys, he stood on top of the world and pissed himself.

"The other party is an intruder!"

Akainu's cold voice never wavered, just as cruel as his lava ability.

"He is also a challenger to justice. Everything that clown does is just to shake your sense of justice.

And use this to achieve their own dark and invisible goals!"

Instead of answering the question of whether it was true, he went straight to defining who Bucky was.

Invaders, provocateurs, pirates, criminals...

It is the opposite of justice and their enemy.

So you can’t believe what the other party says.

Rather than refuting the arguments put forward by the other party, it is better to directly criticize the other party's identity.

"But, Mr. Sakaski!"

One of the marines raised his head, tears that he could not hold back now covering his cheeks.

"Corporal Lipshu, who was my colleague, disappeared in this way...

He was also suddenly announced to have defected and become a pirate."

"That means he betrayed justice."

"No, it's impossible!"

The navy soldier's hands were shaking as he held the gun.

Then he suddenly turned the gun around.

A navy soldier, his gun pointed at the admiral.

"He and I live in the same dormitory. We train together, eat together, and get scolded together every day. I know very well! He joined the navy for justice in his heart. He really wants to kill pirates and he will never betray us!"

silence.

The silence of other marines was the greatest support for this behavior.

"Next question then."

On the zombie’s chest, the dark-colored Den Den Mushi was still broadcasting Buggy’s playful expression.

"About the Void Throne."

"The throne that no one should be able to sit on."

"Is there anyone sitting up there, Saint Miklos?"

"I believe you are aware that after all, the truth is not as important as life, especially the life of a noble person like you, right?"

"I"

"I know that there is——"

An extremely violent explosion sounded in the silent night sky, drowning out all the sound coming from the radio.

One of Akainu's arms turned into lava with billowing black smoke.

It was like a volcano that was already in the process of erupting, engulfing the stunned zombie and the dozen or so naval soldiers that were surrounding it.

This is a terrifying force from nature.

The sticky heat devoured all existence of combustible matter.

"You have betrayed justice."

Akainu stepped on the boiling lava with a disdainful look in his eyes.

He never wavered in his righteousness.

The Gion-goddess stopped halfway through. She saw and heard the things she perceived.

Two Den Den Mushi.

Both are video Den Den Mushi, but one is playing and the other is transmitting.

The person facing them was a Celestial Dragon with a silly smile.

The sounds and images they heard were things that had happened in this building before.

"Master Taotu, broadcast——"

The soldier who hurried over saw a flash of Jinpila's sword before he could finish his sentence.

Two Den Den Mushi who dared to discuss a taboo in the holy land were instantly split in half.

The eyes of one of the Den Den Mushi were still playing the image that had been recorded long ago.

A thin man wearing a purple vest put one hand on the celestial dragon's shoulder with a cheerful smile on his face.

Saint Miklos looked extremely terrified.

Facing the Den Den Mushi, he said in a trembling voice:
"That's Lord Yim up there."

The light and shadow in the eyes of the Den Den Mushi that was split into two pieces only lasted for a few blinks of an eye before disappearing.

"You heard and saw nothing, understand?"

Gion sheathed his sword, his beautiful and dignified face showing an exceptionally cold expression.

Matters concerning the throne are an absolute taboo.

"Treasure, my treasure!"

Saint Miklos, who had just been grinning foolishly, suddenly woke up in shock.

His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was extremely ferocious.

"You destroyed my treasure!"

"Untouchables! Running dogs! How dare you destroy my treasure!"

"Saint Miklos."

The coldness on Gion's face disappeared, revealing a gentle smile.

"Some bad things happened to you, and now you need to rest."

There was a faint floral scent coming from her body, which made people intoxicated.

"Rest. Rest"

Saint Miklos, who had just been showing off his fangs and claws, suddenly felt his eyelids become very heavy.

The pistol in his hand couldn't help but drop down.

"No, no!"

This depression seemed to have touched something, and Miklos Saint suddenly attacked again, shooting at the navy men with his pistol.

"Treasure, my treasure!"

"Rest, you need to rest!"

Gion's hand drawing the sword left an afterimage, and several bullets without direction were instantly broken in half by Konpila's blade.

The intoxicating sounds and aromas continued to fight against the emotions in Saint Miklos's mind that were eager to express themselves.

"Rest, yes, rest."

The confrontation seemed to be winning.

"I'm going to rest."

"I remember how to rest. I remember how to rest."

Saint Miklos undressed with a little excitement.

Soft white silk slipped down.

His body was strapped with explosives.

There is a grinning clown mask on his chest, which seems to be mocking Taotu's weak attitude towards the world's nobles.

"Rest is explosion, and explosion brings rest!"

"Yes, I remember now!"

Miklos Saint was about to pat his chest with a look of relief. The switch was right there, he remembered it.

A good friend specifically told him about it.

But he was less than half a meter away from a top swordsman.

A distance that was enough for the swordsman to chop him into hundreds of pieces.

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