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

Chapter 95 (Free)

News of Enel's defeat began to spread throughout the entire Celestial Realm.

Although the place where the sky island people live is generally called a sky island, there is actually more than one sky island.

And now all the Sky Islands are talking about the same name—the God of Tricks, Clown King.

Some say he's a demon from Qinghai, some say he's a hero who saved Skypiea, some say he's more terrifying than Enel, and some say he's the savior Gan Fall brought in.

There are all sorts of opinions.

But everyone agrees on one thing—the sky over Sky Island has truly changed.

three days later.

Apayado, the Temple of the Gods.

This place, which belonged to the gods of all ages, the territory where Enel lived, has now fallen to Buggy.

Furthermore, Buggy didn't really like the interior design of the Enni House, so under Nami's arrangement, he made many changes, making it unrecognizable.

Bucky sat on a golden throne, his hands clasped over his stomach and his legs crossed—he liked this pose because it gave him an aura of power.

"Captain," Nami's voice came from beside her, "the banquet is ready."

"Hmm." Bucky responded, stood up from his throne, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the entrance of the main hall.

The square in front of the temple was filled with long tables and chairs.

The table was piled high with food and drinks—grilled fish, grilled meat, fruit, bread, cheese—

The Buggy Pirates, numbering around two hundred, plus invited Skypiea residents, made up nearly five hundred people, filling the entire plaza to capacity.

Ganford sat on the left side of the main table, his bird Pierre lying quietly at his feet.

The twenty doctors sat next to Ganful, whispering and talking about the medicinal herbs unique to the Sky Island.

Mochi and Kabaji sat on the other side, their gazes sweeping over the Sky Islanders like two guardian deities.

Nami, Nojiko, and Alvida sat on the right side of the main table.

Nami wore a white dress today, and her short orange hair shimmered with golden light in the sunlight.

Noki was wearing a light purple dress, with a faint smile on her lips.

Alita wore a black bodycon dress, and her long, black curly hair was loose over her shoulders.

Mechanical Evil Dragon Wapol crouched at the edge of the plaza.

After three days of self-reconstruction, he has fully recovered and is even stronger than before.

Because after defeating Enel, you can obtain more shells to strengthen yourself.

Therefore, devouring is a powerful ability.

Now here's the interesting question: who wasn't invited to this wonderful party?

Oh ~

Those clueless Shandians—if they continue to be so clueless, their fate won't be pleasant.

Just then, a drum rang out.

Everyone fell silent as the light shone through the doors of the temple.

Bucky walked out of the gate.

The sunlight shone on him, casting a long shadow.

Bucky walked to the center of the main table and sat down.

Nami, Nojiko, and Alvida stood on the left, right, and back, like three maids.

"My little ones," Bucky began, "today, we're here to celebrate something."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the pirates and sky islanders who were looking up.

"Sky Island, from this day forward, belongs to me."

"And I, from this day forward, am your God."

"The Clown King, God of Tricks"

The pirate henchmen erupted in deafening cheers.

"Long live the captain!!!"

"Long live Lord Clown King!!!"

"Long live the God of Magic!!!"

The Sky Islanders looked at each other, then joined in the shouting.

Although they are not yet used to the name of this new god, they have become accustomed to the days of "having a god".

Without God, they don't know how to live—so as long as there is a God, everyone is quite happy, and if that God has a good temper, that's even better.

Bucky raised his hand, and the cheers stopped abruptly.

"Let the banquet begin."

The banquet began.

Food was served like a flowing stream, and drinks were poured into glasses like a waterfall.

The pirate henchmen ate large chunks of meat, drank heavily, and boasted loudly.

"Let me tell you, our captain knocked Enel down with a single punch that night!"

"A punch? I heard it was a palm strike?"

"One palm strike? It's clearly two fingers!"

"What do you know? The captain used his eyes! One look from him and Enel was knocked unconscious!"

The boasting voices rose and fell, each one more exaggerated and outrageous than the last.

The Sky Islanders listened to those stories with wide eyes and gaping mouths.

They don't know what's true and what's false—after all, some of what they're saying is just too absurd.

But they knew that Enel had indeed been defeated, and that was enough.

"Bucky," Ganford said, raising his glass to Bucky. "I'd like to propose a toast to you."

Strictly speaking, Gan Fall was Bucky's senior, and Roger was his equal.

But seniority doesn't really matter in the world of One Piece.

Whoever is the strongest is the boss.

Bucky raised his glass and clinked it against his.

"You did it," Ganford said. "This is the last time I'll say it—I never imagined that it would be that little red-nosed brat who saved our sky island."

"I never imagined it would be that crybaby with a red nose from back then."

Bucky's lips twitched. "Can we please not mention Red Nose?"

Ganford smiled, downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, and said, "From this day forward, you are our great god!"

Ganford is very pragmatic. He used to be on equal footing with Roger, but that was Roger. Bucky is not Roger, so he couldn't pretend in front of Bucky; that would be suicide.

Just as Ganford said, this was the last time he would mention it.

He will no longer call Bucky by his name directly.

They only refer to God directly.

Nami brought over a cup of tea and handed it to Buggy: "Captain, drink less alcohol."

Bucky took the teacup and took a sip: "You're getting more and more nosy."

"I'm the steward," Nami said matter-of-factly. "The steward's job is to take charge."

Bucky glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Nami blushed, quickly turned her head away, and pretended that nothing had happened.

Nojiko leaned over from the other side and gently rested her head on Bucky's shoulder.

"Captain," she said softly, "are you happy?"

"I'm happy," Bucky said.

"That's good." Nojiko closed her eyes, a satisfied smile on her lips.

The banquet lasted a long time.

It lasted from noon until evening, and from evening until late at night.

The pirate henchmen were so drunk they were staggering around. Some were snoring on the table, some were leaning back in their chairs with their heads tilted back, and some were lying on the ground, sprawled out.

The Sky Islanders also drank quite a bit, but they weren't as unrestrained as the pirates; they just blushed and talked in hushed tones.