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

Chapter 61 To Grow Stronger

On the deck of the Giant.

Nami sat next to a wooden box about half her height, holding a small notebook with a cowhide cover.

Alvida stood beside her, her arms crossed over her chest.

Her gaze fell on the prisoners of the White Iron Pirates being escorted over to the dock, her face expressionless.

In terms of intellect and knowledge, Alvida isn't even worthy of carrying Nami's shoes.

However, in terms of combat strength, it's the opposite.

So, during missions that are slightly dangerous, Alvida acts as Nami and Nojiko's bodyguard.

"One at a time." Nami didn't look up, tapping the paper with her pen. "Start with Wapol."

After the White Iron Pirates were captured by Buggy, they had already given a brief introduction of themselves and the crew.

Although everyone found it absurd that King Wapol would be so scared that he wet himself and went to sea to become a pirate.

But Wapol's subsequent seemingly nonsensical words put everyone's doubts to rest.

It's not incomprehensible that someone so stupid would do something like this.

MDZZ.

Overall, Buggy doesn't really rely on Wapol's fighting ability—given Wapol's character, it's better to have him specialize in producing that particular alloy.

Noki stood to the side, holding an oil-based pen in his hand.

Her light purple dress fluttered gently in the wind, and a faint smile played on her lips.

Since joining Buggy's crew, Nogi has always presented a gentle and sunny demeanor.

To be honest, it doesn't quite fit the style of the entire Buggy Pirates.

However, it is precisely because of this mismatch that it seems a bit scary.

At that moment, Wapol was escorted over by two henchmen from Buggy's pirate crew.

His legs were trembling, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

The tyrant who once reigned supreme in the Drum Kingdom is now like a fish pulled from the water, his mouth opening and closing, unable to utter any sound other than "abba aba".

"Number 1, state your name," Nami said.

"Walpo." At this moment, Wapol could only respond obediently. Now he finally felt that he was not the king, and the woman in front of him was more like the king.

Nojiko stepped forward, raised his hand, and wrote a neat A1 on the center of Wahlbo's forehead with an oil-based pen.

When Wapol was touched by the pen tip, he actually wanted to dodge, but when he thought of Bucky next to him, he forcibly controlled his instincts.

Although he's not very bright, he still has some sense when it comes to his life.

"Next."

Jess was brought up.

The strategist of the White Iron Pirates, who had previously served as a strategist for the Drum Kingdom, now had an even uglier expression than Wapol.

But no matter how unhappy they were, they couldn't resist and could only obediently accept the humiliation.

"Number 2, state your name," Nami said.

"Jace".

Nochiko stepped forward and wrote A2 on his forehead.

Then there's the administrative officer, Cromarimon.

A loyal lackey.

"Number 3, state your name."

"Croaglimon".

As Nochigo's pen fell to the ground, Cromarimon closed his eyes, letting the number be imprinted on his forehead.

A3?

The thought of this mark on his forehead made Cromarimon feel that he was no longer a servant, but just a slave.

Then there were the twenty doctors.

At this moment, they took off their masks and were brought up, their faces displaying a strange, almost numb calm.

It wasn't because they weren't afraid, but because they accepted reality earlier than Walpo and his lackeys.

They are doctors, the twenty most skilled medical professionals in the Drum Kingdom—they have witnessed far too much death and far too much suffering.

Too much despair stemming from helplessness.

Even when Varber left, he forced them to take them with him.

Therefore, they understand a principle better than ordinary people: in the face of absolute power, any resistance is futile.

"Numbers 4 to 23," Nami said, her gaze sweeping over the doctors' faces. "Please state your names in order."

Nuoqi wrote them one by one.

A4, A5, A6 — all the way up to A23.

Then there are the former soldiers of the Drum Kingdom—now members of the White Iron Pirates.

A24, A25, A26 —

Nokiko's hand was getting a little sore from writing, so she switched the pen to her left hand, shook her right wrist, and then switched back to continue writing.

All the way up to A130.

"That's enough." Nami closed her notebook, stood up, and stretched her sore neck.

Her gaze swept over the prisoners, who stood in rows like livestock with numbers on their foreheads, her face expressionless. "Registration complete."

Alvida remained silent throughout.

She just stood there, her arms crossed over her chest.

Alvida didn't care what Nami was doing; all she needed to do was guard against anyone suddenly attacking Nami.

Alvida was actually somewhat looking forward to it—hoping that some short-sighted fool would do something stupid, and then she'd hit him with a spiked club.

On the other side of the beach, the massive hull of the Iron King rested quietly on the shallows.

The hippopotamus bow cast a huge shadow in the sunlight, shrouding half the beach in coolness.

Mochi stood on the deck of the White Iron King, his gaze sweeping over the ship built with the resources of the entire nation.

The White Iron King is not a pirate ship used by ordinary pirates.

This thing is essentially a high-tech warship from the Drum Kingdom.

While its technological level cannot compare to that of the Navy Headquarters, it is already quite impressive compared to ordinary ships.

"This ship—is much bigger than ours." Mochi's lips twitched, and he turned to look at Kabaji standing behind him.

"But this ship is too big. There's no way we can operate two ships. We definitely need to recruit soldiers." Why didn't Bucky think of recruiting those decent bounty hunters when they were at Whiskey Peak?

Besides the need to send a message to Crocodile, another reason was the lack of a suitable ship.

The Buggy Pirates' Giant Ship doesn't have a particularly high load capacity.

The main reason why the ordinary members of the White Iron Pirates were not killed was because they had the White Iron King, which allowed them to be safely housed.

Mochi nodded, and then the two of them fell silent.

There's a strange feeling going on now: the Buggy Pirates are finally about to grow bigger and stronger, and create new glories.

"Let's go." Mochi turned around and walked towards the bow of the ship. "Let's ask the captain."

Kabaji followed behind him, his footsteps making a dull sound on the deck.

No matter what, Mochi is the first mate and Kabaji is the chief of staff. Even if everyone knows something, they still need to clarify and confirm it verbally.

If a pirate crew grows larger and stronger, with more members, it will inevitably need a set of rules and regulations to operate.

So the two of them decided to ask Nami about her general situation and then go talk to Buggy.

Although Nami is currently in charge of most of the affairs of the Buggy Pirates, her energy is limited.

So some things are still being managed by Mochi and Kabaji.

The large pirate crew like Buggy's is completely different from the elite crew of the Straw Hat Pirates.

On the beach, Bucky was sitting in his armchair that he had brought from Whiskey Peak.

With legs crossed, hands clasped over his abdomen, and eyes fixed on the distant blue sea.

A black and white mask is worn on the face, and the corners of the mouth below the mask are slightly upturned, carrying an unchanging composure.

Mochi and Kabaji walked over and stopped in front of Bucky.

The two looked at each other, and then Mochi spoke.

"Captain," Mochi's voice was a little nervous, "that—the White Iron King—is much bigger than the Giant."

"Hmm," Bucky responded without looking at him.

"We don't have enough manpower," Kabaji chimed in. "We can't operate two boats."

Mochi added, "And those prisoners—one hundred and thirty people, plus our original crew, that's nearly two hundred people. So many people, it's not easy to manage them."

This is what they asked Nami before they came to find Buggy.

Bucky tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest, once, once, and again.

The sound of "da da da" echoed repeatedly between Mochi and Kabajir.

It would actually be more appropriate for Nami to report this matter.

Since Mochi and Kabaji came to report, it was clear that the two had more ideas.

It wasn't betrayal, it was ambition.

Even if they are loyal to Bucky, it doesn't mean that neither of them has any desire to become better.

Mochi and Kabaji exchanged a glance.

Mochi's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he held back.

But his eyes betrayed his intention to kill some.

Kill them until they become easy to manage.

This is the most direct and effective method.

Kill the troublemakers, kill the ones who might resist, kill the ones you don't like—and the rest will be as docile as sheep.

This is the logic of pirates.

Simple, direct, and effective.

But Mochi didn't say it aloud.

Because he wasn't sure what Bucky was thinking.

Their captain, this masked man, was sometimes as ruthless as a devil, and sometimes as benevolent as a saint.

He can chop off a person's limbs without batting an eye, yet he can also play cat and mouse with Smoker for so long in Loguetown because he "doesn't want to harm the common people."

Mochi and Kabaji believed that Bucky's idea was definitely not that simple.

The great Captain Bucky must have had a long-term plan!

After conquering the White Iron Pirates, it would naturally be Mochi and Kabaji who would lead the pirate crew's minions.

After all, Nami, Nojiko, and Alvida would only serve Buggy.

Buggy couldn't possibly let Nami, Nojiko, and Alvida deal with those "spoils of war."

Although they had all sorts of thoughts in their minds and predicted what would happen next, Mochi and Kabaji said nothing.

What was that saying again?

I can offer it to you, but you can't ask for it.

This rule also applies between superiors and subordinates in a pirate crew.

In short, both Mochi and Cabaji want to lead the White Iron Pirates and establish a branch of the Buggy Pirates.

But this idea couldn't be brought up by them; it had to be proposed by Bucky.

Bucky's fingers stopped on the armrest, and then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He's a shrewd person; he can figure this out with just a little thought.

"Get everyone to the beach. Gather them together." Bucky's voice was languid and relaxed.

Mochi and Kabaji nodded at the same time.

"yes!"

The two turned around at the same time and ran in different directions.

In less than an hour, the beach was packed with people.

One hundred and thirty prisoners, plus the original members of Buggy's pirate crew.

Nearly two hundred people stood densely packed together on the beach.

Sunlight streamed down from above, illuminating their pale faces, making the black serial numbers stand out starkly.

Some people clenched their fists unconsciously. Some people's legs trembled as if they were shaking.

Regardless of what these people are thinking, no one dares to speak now.

The entire beach was so quiet that only the sound of waves crashing against the rocks could be heard.

Bucky stood up from the armchair and started walking towards the group of people.

Walk up to the crowd and stop.

Bucky's gaze swept across the faces of those people.

Standing at the very front were Wahlbo, Jess, and Cromarimon.

Standing behind these three people is the medical team of 20 doctors.

Standing behind the 20 doctors are pirate minions who were originally soldiers of the Drum Kingdom.

"Members of the White Iron Pirates, you are now prisoners!" Buggy said this very directly, without giving them any face.

But now that the entire White Iron Pirates have been captured, they have no right to resist.

"In order to make you clearly understand your current situation, I think it's necessary to give you a little shock."

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Bai Tie's voice was quite malicious, which gave everyone in the Bai Tie Pirates a very bad feeling.

After all, they had been pirates for half a year after leaving the Magnet Valley Kingdom, so how would pirates deal with their prisoners?

Someone in the crowd swallowed.

Some people unconsciously took a half step back.

Bucky reached into his pocket, pulled out a white handkerchief, and held it up in front of him.

It looks like a magician about to go on stage, showing off his props to the audience.

"Look, this is just an ordinary handkerchief," Bucky said with a hint of a smile.

He turned the handkerchief right side out so that everyone could see every corner of the fabric.

He then turned the handkerchief inside out, and it was just as clean, with nothing unusual about it.

"No hidden compartments, no mechanisms, nothing prepared in advance—just an ordinary white handkerchief." Bucky was ready to test the limits of how a magic handkerchief could turn a person into a doll.

There is no specific limit to the number of times the Clown Magic: Magic Handkerchief skill can be used.

Bucky didn't know how many he could transform into at once, so he decided to give it a try.

The fear in the crowd turned into confusion at that moment.

They had no idea what Pakistan was doing.

In fact, not all members of Buggy's Pirates knew this.

Seeing Buggy pull out a handkerchief, you know what's going to happen. Only some of the pirates who were with Buggy in Loguetown last time knew what was going to happen.

Other pirates had only heard of him from conversations among their crew members, but had never actually seen him.

Upon seeing Bucky's handkerchief, Mochi and Kabaji's lips began to curl into slight smiles.

They've seen this thing before.

The last time I saw this thing, Alvida had turned into a chibi-style doll.

What about this time?

Bucky's lips curled up slightly.

He pinched the edge of the handkerchief with his fingers, gave it a gentle shake, and the white cloth unfurled in the wind like a small flag.

"Clown Magic: Magic Handkerchief—" Bucky's voice suddenly turned shrill, "Opening!"

Then he threw the handkerchief away.

As if in slow motion, the handkerchief slowly flew into the air.

Then, after leaving Bucky's hand, it began to grow larger and larger, eventually becoming as big as a large canvas.