Angel investor in the One Piece world

In the sky above Alabasta.

"Hey, there are ships like this?"

The navigator, with her orange hair, walked along the ship's side in amazement, stopping and starting, occasionally reaching out to touch the clouds that carried the large ship.

It feels soft and bouncy, just like touching a fully inflated balloon.

"Is this a cloud? How did they manage to solidify it?"

"It's all thanks to Brother Damian's skills!"

Sanji, wriggling bizarrely like a caterpillar with hearts in his eyes, followed Nami. "Besides being an excellent financier, he's also a great meteorologist!"

"By the way, Miss Nami, would you like some juice? It's all freshly squeezed by me!"

"That idiot!"

Barto glanced at Sanji from a short distance away.

This guy is still as lecherous as ever.

this side.

"Kuina! You've grown your hair long?"

Zoro was surprised to see his friend whom he hadn't seen for two years.

From childhood to adulthood, Kuina was like a tomboy, always sporting a neat and stylish short haircut. However, when she was seen again two years later, her hair had grown long. Although she still exuded a heroic and dashing air, she was clearly more feminine.

"It's nice to change things up once in a while."

Kuina also looked Zoro up and down after not seeing him for two years. "But you, Zoro, it's amazing you managed to find Damian. I thought you'd be lost in the East Blue forever."

Zoro's lips twitched.

He said something similar to Damian.

But he quickly perked up again, "Want to try out the sword after two years?"

Hawkeye is his ultimate goal, Damian is his intermediate goal, and Kuina in front of him is the opponent he most wants to defeat right now!

Kuina shook her head. "Forget it, one-sided torment is no fun."

"hateful!!"

Zoro gritted his teeth, just like Damian!

Isn't it just about cutting through iron? Isn't it just about having an imposing presence?

He'll be able to learn it very quickly!

"Alright, let's get down to business."

Damian clapped his hands to get everyone's attention. "About how to deal with Crocodile."

"that,"

At this moment, Nami, who had been praising the ship repeatedly, cautiously spoke up, "Do we really have to deal with Crocodile? Mr. Damian, we can simply leave Alabasta!"

This ship can fly!

"That's right!"

Sanji immediately echoed Nami's words, "Now that we've already rescued Kuina, there's absolutely no need to fight Crocodile!"

"I refuse."

Kuina was straightforward: "That guy really annoys me."

"Ah, Miss Kuina's words make a lot of sense!"

Sanji was in a state of distress.

Barto really wanted to punch him.

"This matter must be resolved."

Damian said, "Now that you have become a villainous party that intends to overthrow the government's constituent countries, leaving directly will likely result in you being wanted by the Navy."

"How could that be?"

Nami froze, then collapsed weakly to the ground, covering her face and almost crying. "If I don't face the Seven Warlords, do I have to face the Marines? How could something so terrible happen?!"

"We don't even know where Crocodile is right now. How about we lure him out?"

Damian looked at his childhood friend, "Guina, you go be the bait, and then catch them off guard."

Of course, Damian actually didn't care about any schemes or tricks.

They completely overwhelmed each other in terms of combat strength; they could just charge in and win.

However, it's best to avoid fighting in the city.

We need to consider Zoro and Sanji's feelings; the young people are all very kind.

"Um."

Kuina nodded gently. "Leave it to me."

"Then, let's begin."

Since we're going to lure the snake out of its hole, let's lay the bait in Crocodile's lair.

I'm curious, what level will Robin be?

However, before that, we need to confirm the current personnel composition of Baroque Works. After suffering a loss at the hands of Kuina, Crocodile will probably gather the executives of Baroque Works.

Damian looked toward one side of the deck, where 3 was tightly bound.

Kuina really did catch a big shot; the halo above her head was even purple.

……

rain.

Despite being in the midst of a nationwide drought, the city was still quite lively.

On the one hand, the oasis has not yet dried up; on the other hand, the gambling industry is the true pillar of this city.

The streets were bustling with people, a stark contrast to other cities in the country.

This is the southern street of the rainy area.

Almost everyone on the street couldn't help but stare at a certain spot.

The girl, dressed in a kendo uniform, with a pure white upper body and a fiery red lower body, strolled leisurely down the street, carrying a sword.

Her appearance is undoubtedly outstanding, but what attracts more attention is her stern and sword-like temperament. She naturally possesses the quality of separating herself from the crowd.

But of course, what truly compels everyone to look at her is the portrait that has been circulating throughout Alabasta these past two days.

"Is it her?"

"I think so. Blue hair, kendo uniform, sword—all the features match!"

"Quickly, inform Mr. Crocodile!"

"And the navy!"

So very quickly.

casino.

"They actually came knocking on our door!"

The crocodile let out a cold laugh. "Are you deliberately provoking me? You're asking for death!"

"Let's get started!"

"yes!"

Yellow sand shot into the sky from the casino and flew southwards towards the city.

After the yellow sand dissipated, several figures emerged from the back door of the casino and quickly gave chase.

Later, in another city in this country.

"Has it appeared? Tina's been waiting for ages! Let's go, to the Rainlands!"

People on the street were leaving quickly.

Guina, however, didn't care; she only cared about one thing.

Crocodile, that guy, seems to happen to be in this city.

That would save us so much trouble. I thought I'd have to stay here for a few days.

Ok?

Guina suddenly raised her head.

In the distance, yellow sand swept in.

coming.

Damian was right. Such an obvious attempt to lure the enemy out of their hole actually worked. The Seven Warlords of the Sea are truly arrogant.

Moreover, it seems like it's not just one person this time.

On the rooftop below, several people were weaving and darting about, closely following behind that patch of yellow sand.

Damian was right again; Crocodile also transferred his subordinates over.

Without hesitation, Guina turned and left.

With a leap, he landed on the rooftop next to him and sped forward.

As she sped away from the city, Kuina would occasionally look back.

Crocodile showed no sign of stopping and continued his relentless pursuit.

You must have already noticed something, right?

Do you feel confident of victory?

With that thought in mind, in the blink of an eye, Kuina had already rushed out of the rain-soaked land, out of the oasis, and directly into the desert.

Then she finally stopped.

Looking back at the yellow sand chasing after them in the distance.

It went much more smoothly than expected.

"You brat! Is this the burial site you chose?"

The swirling yellow sand stirred up a small storm in the desert, and Crocodile slowly appeared in the storm.

"..."

Guina simply looked at him calmly, without saying a word.

Crocodile sneered, "What are you waiting for? Show yourselves, those who have been lying in ambush, and your prepared backup plans."

This woman's speed is far greater than before; otherwise, she wouldn't have had the chance to escape last time.

They deliberately lured him here.

so what?

There's no chance of losing a direct confrontation, and this time we brought the studio's executives along. Although they're not of much use, they can still stop this woman from leaving.

Kuina tilted her head slightly, and behind Crocodile, the executives of Baroque Works had also arrived.

A man with a black afro and a woman holding a parasol.

A bald, muscular man and a glamorous woman with a blue afro.

With bizarre makeup, he looked like a transvestite.

The remaining figures were two fat men, one tall and one short, and a beautiful woman wearing a white mink coat.

The dark-haired, dark-skinned beauty looked at Kuina and sighed softly, "Poor child."

Instead of trying to escape, they actually came to our door.

Guina counted them: four men and four women.

She spoke for the first time, "Is everyone here?"

"Where are your men? Shouldn't you call them out by now?"

Crocodile sneered.

"We've always been here, it's just that you're not used to looking up to us, Mr. Crocodile."

A slightly amused voice came from above.

Crocodile instinctively looked up.

Four figures were slowly descending from the sky.

Damian looked down at Crocodile, whose expression had changed slightly, and smiled, "My friend, thank you for taking care of me. Now, let me repay you properly."

This was exactly what Crocodile's orange glow was expected.

But Robin, you're gold too?