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Chapter 55: Who is More Beautiful, Ganyu or Me?
"Ever since that kid took me out, I've been looking forward to seeing you all again. It was this belief that gave me the strength to fight back..."
At this, Buggy clenched his fists tightly, his expression incredibly heavy, as if reminiscing about a painful and arduous past, his voice trembling with emotion.
"Buggy the Clown and I went through a wonderful adventure, full of laughter, thrilling moments, and friendship!"
His hands trembled, his voice gradually rising in pitch, and the few soldiers behind him began to sob softly, knowing how much suffering their captain had endured.
"I endured it all, dragging my crippled body, whether it was falling into the bloody mouth of a sea monster, suffering the freezing cold of the endless ocean, or facing the unpredictable and harsh weather... It was all for the sake of revenge!!!"
"Revenge!" "Revenge!" "Revenge!"
The men behind him were moved to tears, raising their arms and shouting in unison.
In response.
A deep sense of satisfaction also appeared on Buggy's face. He enjoyed the companionship and support of his subordinates. It was all these experiences along the way that had shaped him into the future pirate legend, Buggy the Clown.
"Outstanding..."
Sanji and Ganyu looked at each other, exchanging a glance.
"Who is he? You rarely see such a red nose!"
Sanji asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Quiet, he hates it when people talk about his nose." Ganyu lowered her voice, feeling it was indeed a bit rude to interrupt someone reminiscing so "emotionally."
"I heard that!"
Buggy's face suddenly darkened. He pointed at Ganyu and Sanji and roared, "You two, you're talking about my nose again!"
Ganyu blinked, an imperceptible smile playing on her lips. "Sorry, Sanji didn't mean it. It's just his first time seeing such an obvious red nose, so it's understandable that he's a bit concerned."
"Oh, I see. My nose is indeed very red..."
Buggy stroked his chin, nodding subconsciously, feeling Ganyu's explanation was quite reasonable. But halfway through his sentence, he suddenly realized what he had said, leaped up, and roared even more angrily, "You bastard! You said it again! You mentioned my nose again! Do you want to die?!"
As he spoke, he raised his pistol again, the muzzle aimed firmly at Ganyu.
His subordinates behind him also raised their weapons, awaiting his order to attack the alley.
Just then.
"Buggy, don't be so hasty to attack. Have you forgotten our true purpose?" A mature and charming female voice came from behind.
Clack, clack.
High heels tapped lightly on the stone slabs, making a crisp sound. A slender, fair-skinned, sexy woman with long, black curly hair emerged from behind Buggy.
"Purpose...?" Buggy narrowed his eyes, as if he had just remembered something.
On the other side...
Sanji, who had been staring at the woman for a long time, couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow... what a beautiful lady!"
"Oh~?"
Hearing this, the woman smiled, her exquisite and beautiful face blossoming. She turned to look at Sanji, her eyes sparkling, and said, "So, you also think that I, Alvida, am the most beautiful woman on the sea?"
"Alvida..."
Sanji murmured the name, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily as he swallowed, but he didn't respond to her.
He was a womanizer, but not stupid; he couldn't possibly admit that another woman was the most beautiful in front of Ganyu.
Moreover, despite Alvida's impeccable beauty, she didn't attract him nearly as much as Ganyu did.
Alvida was slightly taken aback, not expecting that her current appearance wouldn't even win over a man. She then gave him a flirtatious wink, tossed her hair, and said, "Then let me ask you, between me and that blue-haired lady beside you, who is more beautiful?"
She looked at Sanji and Ganyu with amusement.
Ganyu was also a little curious about this question, and tilted her head slightly to look at Sanji beside her.
His eyes were calm and still.
The atmosphere suddenly became eerily quiet.
"This..." Sanji's body stiffened, and within a few seconds, fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead and slid down to the collar of his suit.
Logically speaking, this question is not difficult to answer, and the person he leans towards is naturally Ganyu.
But his deeply ingrained personality prevented him from hurting another woman's self-esteem.
For a moment, he dared not utter a single word and could only let cold sweat pour down his face.
A long time passed.
Ganyu sighed silently, a knowing glint in her eyes. She reached out and patted Sanji on the back. "Let's go, Sanji, we still need to buy some ingredients."
"Um... okay..." Sanji nodded hastily, as if granted a pardon, then his gaze fell on a group of people at the alley entrance, and he hesitated before saying, "These people..."
"It's okay, they're not looking for us, they're looking for Luffy."
Ganyu walked straight toward the alley entrance without expression, passing Buggy, Alvida, and several of Buggy's crew members as if no one else was there.
Not a single person stopped them.
But the moment Ganyu stepped out of the alley, a pistol was pressed tightly against the back of her head.
"Hey!"
Buggy stared at her retreating figure, his tone laced with threat. "My target is indeed your captain! But even if you want to leave, at least tell me where that d*mn Straw Hat kid is right now!"
Ganyu stopped, but still didn't turn around. She said in a calm voice, "The execution platform."
After saying that.
Before she could even move, a cold chill suddenly struck, enveloping everyone. Crack! As if it had a life of its own, a clearly visible layer of frost instantly formed on the muzzle of the gun, encasing Buggy.
Everyone froze for a moment, then, seeing Buggy standing there motionless like a statue, they all screamed in terror.
"Captain Buggy!"
Alvida stared blankly at the retreating back of Sanji, her face filled with terror. "That ability is just..."
At the same time.
In the deepest part of the dark alley, in a corner no one had ever noticed.
A figure in a long, dark green cloak watched this scene, shook his head with a wry smile, and then slowly disappeared.
...
"Boss, I want to buy a sword."
A green-haired man walked into a weapon shop. He glanced at the various swords in the shop, then looked at the shopkeeper sitting in his chair.
"Welcome! Welcome! We have antique swords, old swords, and new swords. We're a 200-year-old establishment..." The shopkeeper, seemingly not having seen a customer in a long time, immediately began to introduce the swords.
Zoro said nothing, pulling a heavy money bag from his pocket.
He weighed the money in his wallet, the disgusted expression of the horned woman who had given him the money flashing through his mind. After a moment's hesitation, he opened the wallet, counted out half the Berries, and put the rest back in his pocket.
"I have one million Berries. Sell me two swords."
He placed all the money on the table and said succinctly.
"One million?" Hearing this, the shopkeeper's smile didn't falter. She greeted him enthusiastically, "No problem! That's enough to pick out two high-quality new swords from our shop!"
As she spoke, she led Zoro to the cabinet displaying the new swords, intending to recommend two, but suddenly, she noticed the sword at Zoro's waist.
"Is that... Wado Ichimonji?" The shopkeeper stared in disbelief for a few seconds, then cried out in surprise.