I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

"The owner of the Caiyun Cotton Candy shop?"

Upon hearing this, Sieg looked closely and realized that he did indeed vaguely recognize the person; he was the shop owner near the ruins of the burned-down Blue Sky Circus.

He leaned closer to take a look, intending to ask a question, but the old man trembled in fright.

"I...I didn't mean to." The old man stared at the air in front of him in terror, stammering incoherently:

"I really didn't know that the clown that day was played by the God Prince, otherwise how could I have dared to report you, God Prince..."

"Ten million... I haven't even gotten the ten million reward yet... The God Prince has disappeared, who dares to claim it..."

"The clown is wanted by the God King; I merely reported him out of a sense of justice..."

The old man kept repeating these words to himself, looking like he had gone mad.

Kurokas stepped forward, pried open the iron lock on the cage, and checked the old man's condition, which surprised him somewhat.

"There are no physical injuries, just that he is old and has been excessively frightened."

"Was it because of this that the Prince of God turned to the dark side? Because he was reported by the stall owners nearby, and all his circus friends died in the fire?" Sigurd pondered.

"First mate!"

At this moment, the cockroach bully spoke up again, taking out a tattered notebook from his body and presenting it to Sig like a treasure.

"This notebook looks old, but these heavenly princes always carried it with them and often looked through it."

"I think this must be something important!"

When the Golden Lion left alone, Hale reacted quickly and did not sit idly by.

He sprinted away like a gust of wind past the clown Happy, and snatched the notebook.

"Oh? Not bad." Sig glanced at Hale with some surprise.

This notebook does look very old; the paper is yellowed, and there are even some burn marks and dried bloodstains on it, giving it an ominous feel.

Sieg simply opened it, flipped through it, and found that it appeared to be a diary.

“Who keeps a diary if they’re a decent person?” Sig casually put the diary into his inventory, then looked at Togami and the others beside him.

“Let’s go back to God Island first,” Sig said.

The God King was still his trading partner, and Sieg needed information about how to resist the Heavenly King, so he was still inclined to help the God King capture the God Prince.

Based on what Sig has heard from the God King, it seems that the God Prince turned to the dark side because his circus partners died in a fire.

However, Sig will not completely believe the God-King's one-sided story and will not take sides arbitrarily.

Ultimately, the gatekeeper was right. He was just an outsider with limited information and no need to take sides.

Ah Ling didn't care about any of this and was still munching on cotton candy on the side.

In essence, she is still the same gluttonous pirate she once was; the divine kingdom is merely her former residence.

God King or God Prince? Does it smell like colorful cotton candy?

"Zeus".

Ah Ling waved her hand, and her soul power poured into the body of Zeus, the thundercloud. Instantly, Zeus's body expanded rapidly and transformed into a large cloud.

"Aren't there too many people?" Zeus was a little troubled; it would be difficult to accommodate these dozens of bandits.

“Then you all go inside Becky’s body,” Sieg said.

The power of Devil Fruits can distort the laws of physics. After entering the castle inside Bege's body, it was as if he had entered another dimension, but Bege's weight did not change significantly even though he was carrying several more people.

The bandits entered Becky's body one after another.

While whistling, Hale casually blended into the bandits' group and entered Becky's body.

"Damn it, why did I run into Sig again? Is he stalking me...? How perverted."

"I absolutely cannot compromise! If I continue to stay by his side, the title of 'cockroach bully' will probably follow me for the rest of my life!"

Above Zeus the Thundercloud, only Becky, Sieg, and a handful of others remained.

"No need to fly too fast...it's fine if we go a little slower," Sig said casually.

After the prince escaped, he was no longer in a hurry.

Lying on the soft cloud, Sig suddenly remembered the old Prince God's diary, and casually took it out to flip through it, intending to pass the time.

The diary is quite old, and the pages are slightly yellowed.

The handwriting of the god prince Happy is quite neat, showing that he wrote it very carefully.

..............................

"All my brothers and sisters are gone."

"The eldest brother served as a god prince for 180 years, then led a rebellion and was killed by his father."

"My second brother was implicated in the rebellion, and my third brother fled to the Blue Sea... leaving me all alone."

"In the two or three years after my older brother died, I would occasionally dream of my father standing next to his body with his hands covered in blood."

“After that, my father rarely smiled. Sometimes I felt like he was watching me from behind... Maybe he didn’t trust me too much?”

"I am impeccable in the etiquette, calligraphy, history, and art classes of the gods; even my father cannot find fault with them. The only thing I am not good at is martial arts, but perhaps that is a good thing. At least I am not a threat to my father."

"I survived."

“I heard that the guardian deity is the only third-generation god in the divine kingdom, and also the oldest. He dislikes fighting and took the initiative to guard the airport, living in seclusion, which seems to be somewhat similar to my situation.”

"The key to his longevity might be his lack of ambition. Perhaps it was the right thing for me not to learn martial arts."

.........................

"I asked the guardian spirit, what is the biggest difference between humans and gods... is it the wings on their backs?"

"He told me that the wings on the backs of the angels are just decorations. No wonder I've never seen an angel fly."

"At the same time, some prominent families among the gods, in order to distinguish themselves from the commoners of the angel race, specially imprinted their family crests on the back of their necks to represent their uniqueness. For commoners to imitate such crests is a capital offense."

"Therefore, the difference between the gods and the angels is actually very small."

"If I cover up the insignia on the back of my neck and wear small wings, I'll probably be no different from an angel, won't I?"

......................

"I went to the outer city today and there was a Caiyun Cotton Candy shop that was really delicious. The owner recommended that I go to the Blue Sky Circus next door, and he even gave me a coupon."

"Actually, I've passed by the Blue Sky Circus several times before and could hear loud, noisy laughter coming from inside. They seemed to be having a lot of fun. But almost no one from the Divine Race living in the inner city goes to a circus like that. Maybe I'm the first."

"I mustered up the courage to go into the circus to watch the show, and it seemed quite interesting."

"Acrobatics, magic, clown performances... all seem more interesting than the highbrow symphonies and operas in the inner city. Maybe it's because I'm a common person."

“While watching the performance, I also observed other people’s reactions: they would marvel and applaud when they saw acrobatics and magic performances.”

"They only laugh when they're watching a clown performance."

"It seems a bit unbelievable that being a clown is a profession that can bring smiles to others."

.................

"After thinking it over and over for more than a month, I made a decision that goes against my ancestors: I want to be a clown."

"Being a clown should be fun, right? Let's give it a try."

.................

"I've had the clown costume and angel wings custom-made. Tonight I'm sneaking out to play the clown, under the alias Happy (happy, joyful)."

"My first performance went okay; I think I have some talent."

"This is quite a novel experience; I never imagined I'd be standing on stage dressed as a clown..."

From this point on, the Prince of God's diary basically becomes a work diary. Although it is a diary, the later contents almost entirely revolve around the clown's work.

The diary rarely mentions matters concerning the gods or the God-King anymore.

It seems that the God Prince's initial decision to become a clown was just a sudden whim, driven by interest.

But in the process of playing the clown, he gradually found enjoyment in it.

"More and more people are coming to see my performances, and my performance level seems to be improving."

"When I went out today, I overheard people talking about me on the street. They said that the new clown from the Blue Sky Circus is very interesting and has been their source of joy these past few days. They are planning to take their friends to see him."

"A source of happiness... This feeling isn't bad."

The prince's clown performances were getting better and better, and as time went by, he gradually became one of the circus's rising stars.

But things didn't go smoothly.

The prince, who often went out at night to dress up as a clown, was exposed. The first to notice the anomaly was the guardian deity with an extremely strong mental network.

"The guardian spirit advised me to stop performing as a clown. He said that such vulgar performances were unworthy of my status, and that if I were discovered, I would become a laughing stock of the entire god race."

"But what is elegant and what is vulgar?"

"Is it vulgar to wear a ridiculous clown costume, paint your face, and make people laugh?"

"The Joker doesn't sell his body to flatter, nor does he entertain one group of people by hurting another like talk show... The Joker may never be considered high art, nor is it a profound or touching art form. But it can bring joy to the audience, even if it's just for a short time."

"Why is a performance that can bring joy to others considered vulgar?"

"Is the symphony of the inner city's divine race considered highbrow, while the circus performances of the outer city's commoners are considered vulgar?"

"When I told my guardian spirit these things, he was speechless for a moment. He just told me to be more careful in the future and to turn a blind eye to me from then on."

........................

One difficulty follows another; the process is never smooth sailing.

Blue Sky Circus is a circus with a fixed location, which means that its audience is basically people from the surrounding area outside the city, and the audience is fixed.

Without new ideas, the audience will quickly get tired of it.

After the initial wave of popularity, the clown Happy's performances gradually lost their appeal.

He's past his prime.

"I racked my brains trying to figure out how to keep entertaining those regular customers... but it didn't seem like there was any clear way."

"When I stepped onto the stage again, I saw pairs of expectant eyes on me, hoping that I could come up with something new... The expectations of others are also a kind of pressure."