Pirate: I, Buggy, am the Emperor, the Emperor of the Clown King!

[Bugsy the Clown is going to execute Monkey D. Luffy]

The news spread like wildfire through the streets of Rogge.

The news first came from the dock.

A clown with his face painted on stood on a cargo crate, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Lord Clown King is going to execute that straw-hatted brat on the execution platform!"

"That's Monkey D. Luffy, the one with a bounty of 30 million!"

Several other people dressed similarly joined in the commotion, scattering leftover flyers, confetti, and even lots of candy and snacks from the circus.

Mochi, with a face full of scars, rode the lion Liki through the crowd, carrying a gong and striking it as he went.

"Come and see! Come and see! Buggy the Clown King is executing that kid who wanted to be the Pirate King on Roger's execution platform!"

The gong clanged loudly, making the windows on the roadside vibrate.

The news spread too fast.

Before the vendors still strolling the streets had time to pack up their stalls, before the sailors drinking in the taverns had time to put down their glasses, before the pirates hiding in the alleys had time to hide the expressions on their faces... the entire town of Loguetown was like a pot of water being boiled, bubbling and bubbling.

After all, both Buggy and Luffy are currently considered to be popular figures in the East Blue news.

"Straw Hat Luffy got captured by the Clown King Buggy?"

"When did they start fighting? So quickly?"

"On the execution platform?"

"The platform where the Pirate King was executed?"

"This is insane! What are they trying to do?"

Some people ran towards the dock, some ran out of town, and some stood still, not knowing where to go.

The man in the gray coat, with his hat pulled low, nearly dropped his cigarette upon hearing the news.

The fat one swallowed hard.

The thinner one shrank his neck.

The three people looked at each other, but no one spoke or moved.

Bucky the Clown has a terrible reputation.

These are big shots who are not to be trifled with... so should we just watch the show?

The ordinary people living in the town reacted much faster than the pirates.

The old man selling grilled squid lifted the iron plate off the stove, and before he could even extinguish the charcoal fire, he pushed his cart into the alley.

The woman selling fruit haphazardly dumped the oranges from her stall into a basket, picked up the basket, and ran off, leaving the scattered oranges rolling on the ground without bothering to pick them up.

The owner of the grocery store on the street corner was installing the door panels one by one onto the door frame. Because he didn't place them neatly, the last panel just wouldn't fit. So he simply closed the door and bolted it from the inside.

The windows were closed one by one, and the doors were locked one by one.

Through the gaps in the blinds, pairs of eyes blinked in the darkness, staring at the figures still running on the street and the clock tower in the distance.

The residents of Loguetown are actually quite experienced in dealing with pirate attacks on the town.

The peace that Smoker's arrival brought to the town didn't last long.

So do the same thing you did when you encountered pirates fighting before.

Inside a tavern, the light was dimmer than outside.

The doors and windows were all closed, with only thin beams of light leaking through the cracks, illuminating the crooked, empty wine glasses on the bar counter.

The air was filled with the smell of ale and cheap tobacco... and a mixed stench of sweat.

in the corner.

A woman is sitting behind a table.

She was wearing a dark cloak with the brim pulled low, covering most of her face except for a section of her fair chin.

There was a glass of wine in front of me, untouched since the door opened.

Unlike Luffy, Alvida doesn't drink alcohol indiscriminately when she's out, especially now that her appearance has changed.

She used to be quite bold and didn't mind.

But not now.

The tavern was very noisy at that moment.

"I just heard outside that the Clown King is going to execute Luffy on the execution platform!"

"Luffy? Which Straw Hat Luffy?"

"That's him! The one with the 30 million bounty! He's the one who defeated Pirate Admiral Krieg!"

"Thirty million? The Clown King costs fifty million! That's a difference of twenty million, so it's a piece of cake for him, isn't it?"

"Where did you get this weird bounty addition and subtraction logic from...?"

"You can't say that!"

Hearing the noisy discussions in the tavern, Alvida stopped her fingers from resting on her glass.

Good news: Alvida has finally found the person she's been looking for.

Bad news: Alvida feels that the person she's looking for is in a bad situation.

"I knew that circus was the Buggy Pirates... those fish-men performing were obviously the Arlong Pirates..."

"Tsk tsk tsk... I've realized you're a real idiot; they never even considered hiding it."

A few more clicks of the tongue.

Underneath the cloak, Alvida's lips twitched again, this time more dramatically.

She seemed to have made up her mind about something.

Alvida removed her hand from the wine glass, reached under the table, and touched a wooden box.

The box wasn't big, roughly a cuboid, with a gap on top where you could reach in and grab something.

Alvida tapped her fingers twice on the lid of the box, then stood up.

She is still very confident in her own abilities.

And the source of this confidence is the Devil Fruit, the Smooth-Smooth Fruit.

In Alvida's view, Buggy's only achievement was defeating the Arlong Pirates, and considering that the Arlong crew were fish-men, they definitely hadn't eaten Devil Fruits.

With his unparalleled strength and the Smooth-Smooth Fruit, how could he possibly be afraid of Buggy?

This is one of the reasons why Bucky has always restrained himself and avoided conflict with Smoker.

If he only defeats the evil dragon and his gang, then his fighting strength would be questionable.

However, if he defeats the dragon and then Smoker, his fighting strength will be very stable, which might scare Alvida away.

"Buggy, although I don't know what Devil Fruit you ate, I'm not bad either..." Alvida's impression of Buggy was still mainly that of the clown Buggy from before.

The Buggy Pirates, once led by Buggy the Clown, were not known for their overwhelming strength.

The Buggy Pirates, once led by Buggy the Clown, were most famous for their indiscriminate use of cannons to bombard everything indiscriminately.

Tomoe himself is known for his immortality, not for his powerful combat abilities.

This is a misjudgment caused by information asymmetry, because Bucky the Joker has not been the Joker King Bucky for very long.

It's actually quite difficult to judge the difference in combat power in this world before a real fight breaks out.

A great reputation only proves strength, but no one knows exactly how strong... That's why so many reckless young pirates challenge the Four Emperors every year.

Of course, the most obvious classic scene is when the Blackbeard Pirates provoked Sengoku the Buddha, and then were all blown away by Sengoku's Great Buddha Shockwave. Blackbeard was even beaten so badly that he vomited blood and his eyes rolled back.

After thinking for a moment, Alvida made a decision—to go and see what was going on and what methods Buggy used to defeat Luffy.

If Buggy defeated Luffy head-on with force, then Alvida thinks it's better to just let it go and not save him, so as not to get herself involved.

However, if Buggy defeated Luffy through poisoning or threats, Alvida thinks it's still possible to save him.

Because Alvida had only ever fought Luffy, after eating the Smooth-Smooth Fruit, she felt that her strength was about the same as Luffy's at that time.

The chair leg scraped against the floor with a piercing sound, and Alvida no longer needed to hesitate.

The tavern fell silent for a moment.

Some people turned their heads, some continued their previous conversation, and some glanced at Alvida, who had stood up, before looking away.

Alvida ignored those gazes.

She placed her hand on the lid of the box, her fingers applying slight pressure and her knuckles tensing, then suddenly lifted it off.

Snapped!

The lid of the box was completely blown off and crashed to the ground with a crisp sound.

Splinters of wood flew everywhere, scattering all around.

A man holding a wine glass had his hand touched. He cried out in pain, the glass tilted, and wine spilled all over his sleeve, but he didn't dare to curse.

Because his gaze had already fallen into the box, where there was a spiked club.

At first glance, it appears to be made of pure iron; the handle alone is as thick as an arm, and the top is as large as a human head. The entire mace is covered with many sharp spikes, each about an inch long, polished to a gleaming shine.

Alvida gripped the handle of the rod, her fingers tightening, and then she lifted it up easily.

The spiked club was pulled out of the box and hung in mid-air, motionless.

That stick must have weighed at least a thousand pounds, but in her hands it was like a willow branch, so light that her wrist didn't even tremble.

Alvida grabbed the collar of the cloak with her other hand and pulled it down sharply.

sieve--

Dark fabric slipped from her shoulders like receding tide, revealing the scenery beneath.

Since we've already decided to take action, there's no need to hide our identities.

Alvida felt that her current beauty might still have a seductive effect.

Just as Yarrita had imagined, the air in the tavern seemed to be suddenly gripped by something.

Everyone stared at that unbelievably beautiful face, unsure of what to say.

Her skin was fair, smooth, and flawless; her features were delicate; her eyebrows were slender; her eyes were deep; her lips were full and plump; her hair was jet black; her neck was long and her collarbones were delicate; she wore a white bra underneath a coat, revealing a large expanse of fair and smooth skin.

The white bra edge draws an arc starting below the collarbone, expanding outwards and then converging inwards, creating a long, narrow cleavage.

The bottom of the ditch is in shadow, while the edge is in highlight; the interplay of light and shadow resembles a sketch.

The waistline accentuated by the coat was excessively thin, tightly cinched, with a small, round navel nestled on her flat abdominal muscles.

Alvida placed her hand on her lower abdomen and touched it.

"The first man to hit me... that powerful fist..." Alvida's lips curled up.

Although this trip to provoke Buggy might be dangerous, she still couldn't forget the feeling of being hit in the stomach by Luffy.

That was the first time she had been beaten up since she went to sea.

Before that, she was the one who beat people up.

The tavern was as quiet as if everyone were dead.

Someone swallowed hard, the sound echoing throughout the entire tavern. Someone gripped their wine glass, their fingers tightening and loosening repeatedly until their knuckles turned white. Someone's mouth was open, forgotten to close.

Some people burned the cigarette filter in their hand, scalding their fingertips before they came to their senses, hissing as they gasped for breath, but their eyes were still glued to that waistline, unable to look away.

The owner behind the bar was in his fifties, an age when he was already past his prime.

He was holding a rag in his hand, water dripping from his fingers and onto the bar counter and then onto the floor.

I was completely unaware of it.

This is the kind of beauty that can attract even those with erectile dysfunction and frigidity!

So beautiful.

She was so beautiful she didn't seem real; she looked like a fairy who had stepped out of a painting or could only be seen in a dream.

When the light shines on her, she glows.

When someone looks at her, she gets hot.

Alvida didn't look at them; these weak men in the tavern weren't worth her attention.

With Alvida's strength, she could easily wipe out everyone in this tavern.

Therefore, after possessing unparalleled beauty, Alvida began to care only about becoming powerful.

"...As a pirate, how can I not get involved in something like this?" Alvida said, as if talking to herself, or as if confirming something with someone.

No one answered, and she didn't need anyone to answer.

He slung the spiked club over his shoulder, rested the shaft on his shoulder, and strode toward the door.

Her waist, exposed beneath her coat, was partially visible as she swayed, like a snake slithering through the grass, making one's eyes water and heart race.

Arrita stopped at the door.

With a single swing of his spiked club, he smashed the entire wooden door apart with a deafening boom.

Sunlight streamed in from outside, positioning Alita in the doorway. Against the light, she slung her spiked club over her shoulder, the hem of her short jacket billowing in the wind, revealing more of her waist.

The sound of high heels clicking on the cobblestones grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared around the street corner.

The tavern was quiet for a moment, then erupted into chaos.

"Who...who is that?"

"I don't know... I've never seen it before..."

"A female pirate carrying a spiked club?"

"How much is the bounty for such a beautiful woman? Is there a reward?"

"N-No...I've never seen it before..."

"She's simply the most beautiful woman in the world!"

"Let's follow them and see!"

"I feel like it would be worth dying for!"

Some people stood up, then sat down, then stood up again.

Some people hesitated for a moment, gritted their teeth, and chased after them.

If there's one, there are two; if there are two, there are four.

One by one, the pirates who had been hiding in the corners of the tavern, huddled in the shadows, afraid of being recognized, stood up, slammed a few crumpled banknotes on the table, grabbed their coats, and ran out.

The owner behind the bar looked at the empty seats, then at the piles of loose banknotes on the table. His lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and then closed it again.

He slammed the rag on the bar counter, turned around, and started wiping the glasses that he had already wiped three times, his hands still trembling.

Although he was very interested in beautiful women, he wouldn't join in the fun.

The news spread like wildfire, flying through every alley, every window, and every crack in the door.

"The Clown King is going to execute Luffy!"

"On the execution platform in the square! Roger's platform!"

"Go quickly! Something terrible has happened!"

The flow of people heading towards the square became increasingly dense.

Some people were drawn by the excitement, some went to see the legendary Clown King, and some wanted to see what the kid who wanted to become the Pirate King looked like.

The pirates hiding in every corner of Loguetown reacted faster than anyone else.

Even with Smoker's strict management, Loguetown is still home to many pirates.

Or many people are merchant ships when they don't fly pirate flags, but become pirates when they do. Even government soldiers will disguise themselves as pirates to make extra money.

That's what pirates are like. That's what pirates are all about.

"Fifty million against thirty million, this is going to be a good show."

"You can't see anything, but you've already caught it."

"I might as well go and join in the fun!"

"If you haven't seen the execution of Pirate King Roger, it wouldn't be bad to see the execution of someone who wants to become Roger."

"That's true..."

(Image of Alvida, JPG)