One Piece: I Weave the Pirate Codex with My Zanpakuto

Chess pieces...

Ross remained silent.

"I've also thought about finding that guy and sending someone to kill him."

As sighed with regret:

“But Buena Festa is too cautious; even Morgans would find it very difficult to locate him.”

"That guy is like a venomous snake lying in wait; he will never show himself until he is sure that his prey has been poisoned and died."

"That's exactly what I'm worried about."

Ross took over the conversation, suddenly realizing what Buena Festa really wanted.

"But there's no need to worry too much about him, As."

"He will only help us reach the top of the mountain step by step until my usefulness is completely gone."

"Similarly, even if I catch him red-handed before he becomes useless, I will pretend I don't see it."

As was stunned: "You mean..."

"I am a pawn, and so is he."

Ross laid out the nautical chart and drew circles on the red earth where the Holy Land Mary Geoise was located.

"All he wants is a war that will sweep the world. I can grant his wish, but until then, he has to serve me properly."

As suddenly realized the truth.

Yup!

If Buena Festa wants Miracle Isle and the Holy Land Mary Geoise to collide, he must greatly amplify the momentum of his side!

As for the threat...

Only fierce fire can forge sharp swords!

Whatever doesn't kill Ideal Land will only make it stronger!

"You're right, I was getting stuck on this."

“If Buena Festa is our ‘ally,’ then everything makes sense.”

"Why did he still insist on uniting the five nations when he knew that ordinary soldiers were useless to us?"

"Only a red carpet paved with blood and flesh can lead us to the summit of glory."

"In a sense, he is paving the way for our Miracle Island!"

Ross walked to the window and gazed at the night sky.

'Buena Festa…'

……

at the same time--

Kingdom of Dressrosa

"Nice to meet you, Master of the Ritual, Mr. Buena Festa."

The God of Fortune's signature laughter echoed through the country villa.

"I, Du Feld, have long admired your name!"

Chapter 129 The God of Fortune's Cleverness

Buena Festa took off his hood, revealing a fluffy black afro.

"Xi Cha Cha Cha~"

"I should be the one saying that. I have long admired the name of the God of Fortune."

"Please come in, Mr. Buena."

Du Feld led Buena Festa past the rows of maids lining both sides of the road.

“You all go out first. I have something to discuss with Master Buena Festa.”

"Yes, Mr. Field."

The burly, rugged bodyguards quickly left the room, but did not go far.

They stood guard at the door or window.

Feld himself got up to pour tea, and jokingly complained:

"It's really difficult to meet with Master Buena Festa."

"No, please don't lift me up."

Buena Festa took the teacup and waited for Feld to take the first sip before taking a small sip of tea himself.

"I am merely a small-time war seller, far from deserving of the title of 'master' you speak of."

"Your Peace Research Institute is incredibly famous, and those weapons... wow!"

"I'm doing this to make a living."

Feld smiled and put down his cup: "If we don't make some profit, we won't be qualified to compete for giant goods later."

"As you know, the giant merchants of Elbaf have already spread the word that a branch of the World Tree will soon appear on Miracle Island."

“That’s the trunk of the precious tree Adam; its value needs no further explanation.”

Buena Festa raised his right eyebrow: "Oh, Adam the Tree, that's really something."

"However, it's still uncertain whether the auction will proceed as scheduled. I've heard that some formidable individuals have their eyes on that island."

Seeing that the conversation was heading toward Miracle Island as planned, Feld calmly picked up the teapot and added more tea.

"I've heard some things, which is why I wanted to meet with you. I wonder if you need any weapons?"

"The Peace Research Institute possesses powerful weapons that are unavailable to ordinary people, but I currently lack an intermediary. If you would be willing to help,..."

Feld dipped his index finger into the teacup, dabbed it in the tea, and then wrote the number 1 on the table.

"You get 1% of the profits."

Buena Festa paused in his act of taking a sip of tea, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Something's wrong with Fukujin...

Is this guy trying to find out some information from him?

"I may have to disappoint Boss Fu Shen. I, Buena Festa, was only invited to offer advice and work under those monsters."

Seeing the God of Fortune's genuinely disappointed expression, Buena Festa's eyes darted around.

and many more.

If he were to forcibly sell the weapons from the Peace Research Institute to those royal nobles.

Putting aside the hefty reward he could receive, if this chaotic battle went as he wished...

Perhaps he could use the nobles to give that guy this large batch of weapons for free.

This will shorten the time required for Miracle Island to increase its combat power.

"But helping to introduce people is no problem. It's just that whether or not to accept the deal is not something I, as a working person, can decide."

Looking at the afro-haired man who suddenly changed his tone, Feld also felt a sense of unease.

What's wrong with this guy...?

"Haha, then I'll have to trouble Master Buena Festa for help. Don't worry, I, the God of Fortune, will definitely not let you down."

"When you tell those nobles in the kingdom, you can tell them that I support cash on delivery, or even that it is okay for them to use it for a while first."

"As long as the war ends and they pay as agreed, that's fine."

The two foxes exchanged a glance and, without tacitly agreeing, sealed the deal with laughter.

“Speaking of which, Mr. Festa.”

After his first successful transaction, Feld became much more affectionate in addressing the ritual master.

"I'm fairly good friends with the owner of Miracle Island, who is also the great pirate Ross. If you need anything, I might be able to introduce you."

Buena Festa nearly choked on his words.

He hurriedly patted his chest and swallowed the tea stuck in his throat.

Does this bastard want to kill him?!

He was willing to risk his life to ensure that if Ross saw him, he would kill him instantly.

Nobody wants to be a pawn, not even Rose, who is known for his keen interest in talent.

"Please don't joke around. Someone as insignificant as me wouldn't dare to approach such a big shot."

Feld said things like, "You're too modest," and "Who doesn't know the name of the ritual master?"

She got up and took the initiative to change the subject.

"Come on, I'll show you around and let you have some fun."

Feld put his arm around Buena Festa's shoulder affectionately, his smile ambiguous.

"I'm a seasoned foodie here, don't worry, today I'll make sure you, Festa, linger and savor the fiery passion of Dressrosa."

Buena Festa did not refuse, and he and Fukujin may have further collaborations in the future.

The weapons produced by the enemy can expand the scale of the war he has planned.

If used properly, it might have amazing effects.

"Then I'll have to trouble you a lot, hahaha~"

……

The next day at noon—

[Dresrosa, a bar on Lovers' Boulevard]

Feld woke up from his sleep, glanced at the rosy-cheeked girl beside him, and got up to get dressed.

Without even washing up, he picked up the Den Den Mushi and hurriedly headed to the rooftop.

Blu-ray Blu-ray Blu-ray~~

Kacha--

"I am Ross."

"Boss Ross, it's me, your closest friend Du Field!"

Den Den Mushi (snail phone) flashes a businesslike smile:

"Felder, it's been so long! When are you coming to visit?"

"I will definitely go there once this storm has passed, Boss Ross. There are some things I might need to let you know."

Feld leaned against the roof railing, looking up at the slightly gloomy sky.

"I just finalized a cooperation agreement with the priest. I will sell a batch of weapons to the nobles of those five kingdoms at a high price."

The Den Den Mushi still had a smile on its face.

"Among them were poison gas bombs and powerful cannons and hand cannons."

"As you know, I am a businessman, and a businessman naturally has to cater to the preferences of others. My men are already on their way to Miracle Island."

"He carried with him the antidote to the poison gas bomb and a sum of money to fund the construction of Miracle Island."

"Rest assured, I, the God of Fortune, will always be on your side!"

“How could those noble soldiers possibly be a match for you? So, after you deal with those rabble, those weapons will be my first big gift to you.”

……

Miracle Island

Ross did not expose Fortune's intentions.