Defeated by Emperor Clown Buggy, I Have Nothing to Say

Let's rewind five minutes.

"There's a navy here. I really need to be careful..."

Despite receiving Ma Qiao's favor, Buggy still held a degree of respect for him.

Although he didn't know the true strength of the "naval" that Ma Qiao mentioned, out of caution, he still inquired with two of his trusted subordinates:

"Cabaji, Mohji, do we have enough Buggy Ball in stock lately?"

Is that enough?

The two trusted confidants exchanged a glance and asked the question simultaneously.

"Damn it, you two bastards, don't you ever check your ammunition regularly?"

Buggy angrily pointed at his two subordinates. "You can't even handle such a small task, what right do you have to serve under me, one of the Five Emperors!"

"Captain Buggy, don't be so harsh on the young man."

Recently enjoying a period of great success and in high spirits, Galdino, while sipping red tea, acted as a peacemaker:

"I remember when the Donquixote Family left, they left behind a lot of weapons. Didn't we split them 50/50 with Moria? We certainly won't run out of gunpowder."

"Alas, my brother, you have no idea..."

Buggy sighed and explained, "The powerful Buggy Ball was invented by the captain himself. It's not easy to temporarily make Buggy Ball with ordinary gunpowder. If the stored Buggy Ball are not properly maintained, they are very susceptible to moisture. Of course, I have recently been planning to miniaturize the Buggy Ball for easier use, but for now, we'd better check the gunpowder depot."

"As expected of Captain Buggy, he's incredibly meticulous!"

Galdino put down his tea and began showering his captain with compliments.

He has now come to terms with the situation.

There's no going back to Baroque Works; for now, the only option is to cling tightly to Emperor Clown Buggy, as his powerful backer.

He and Buggy walked toward the gunpowder depot, chatting and laughing.

Cabaji and Mohji had no choice but to quickly follow.

For someone like Twisted Fate, who has no roots, Mohji has his own Mohji formula.

But Mohji dared not say much to a notorious pirate like Third Brother, who had a bounty of 300 million.

Not only did he dare not say anything more, but he also consciously lowered his posture, opened the door for the two big shots, and said with a fawning smile:

"Brothers, it's too dark in the warehouse, let me light a candle!"

"I'm here!"

Buggy and Galdino were both shocked to hear Mohji's idiotic remark.

Fortunately, Buggy reacted quickly, detaching his right hand from his wrist and using a large fist to spin Mohji, who hadn't even had time to light a match, right in the middle of the room.

"What an idiot!"

Cabaji, still with his cool demeanor, stood on the unicycle, looking down at Mohji, whose pants had been ripped open. "I even supported you becoming the first mate before, you must have been blinded by greed!"

Buggy nodded.

Sure enough, in the early days, the cool and ruthless Cabaji, the second-ranked member of the Buggy Pirates' iron triangle, was much more reliable than the always boisterous Mohji.

But before Buggy could even offer a word of praise, Cabaji struck a match and Ignite the braid on the Third Brother's head: (as shown in the picture)

"Brother Galdino is right here, why are you lighting candles? What a waste!"

Two strands of snot dripped from Buggy's Red Nose as he watched helplessly as sparks from Galdino's braid splattered into the warehouse.

Then.

Boom--

Kuzan's stockings were halfway down, and Garp's high school uniform was being torn apart by his strong chest muscles.

A loud explosion came from the direction of the dock.

Immediately afterwards, the master and apprentice saw that half of the cabin had collapsed.

The smoke and dust cleared.

A sphere wrapped in an oil candle appeared amidst the ruins.

Immediately afterwards, dense cracks appeared on the candle sphere.

Soon, the candle sphere cracked open like a chick hatching from its shell, revealing a small hole.

A signature "3" shaped bun emerged.

Soon, a disheveled man, covered in explosion marks, crawled out, panting heavily.

"Galdino..."

As the person in charge of the operation to capture Galdino, Kuzan did little more than focus on protecting Robin, but he still knew some basic information about Galdino, such as that Galdino was Kuzan candle man.

Although Garp wasn't entirely clear about Galdino's abilities, he was a shrewd and experienced man:

"Kuzan, the time has come to test your sense of justice. I'll stand by you!"

Before he could finish speaking, Garp lifted his skirt and disappeared without a trace.

Only Kuzan and Galdino remained staring at each other amidst the ruins.

Kuzan's face was already covered in frost.

To be honest, Kuzan harbored no animosity towards the hero who beat up the Celestial Dragons.

He had considered that if he really found Galdino, it wouldn't matter whether he captured him and brought him back to Impel Down, or let him escape.

Unlike Kuzan, Akainu was not a qualified soldier; the concept of "absolute obedience" did not exist in his vocabulary.

However, at this moment, only one thought occupied Kuzan's mind, "Execute him on the spot!"

'It's your own fault for seeing things you shouldn't have!'

Kuzan approached coldly, his body shrouded in a terrifying aura that was clearly visible to the naked eye.

His entire right arm transformed into a crystal-clear ice blade, the terrifying coldness emanating from it now a solid white substance.

Kuzan has mastered the Ashe Fruit to its fullest extent; the ice shields he conjures are comparable to thick steel, and his ice blades are in no way inferior to the Famous Swords of those great swordsmen.

Kuzan was confident that no matter how hard Galdino's strange Wax-Wax Fruit was, it could not withstand his slash.

"It's so cold! What kind of place is this?!"

Galdino hugged himself tightly, his whole body trembling.

"Moshi, Moshi, is anyone nearby?"

"Um?"

Kuzan stopped in his tracks, only to see Galdino groping around like a blind man.

Is there anyone kind enough nearby?

"I need glasses, a pair that costs 3,200 degrees!"

Kuzan narrowed his eyes.

Indeed, Galdino's glasses were completely shattered.

The data shows that Galdino is indeed a person with high myopia.

Kuzan frowned. "You really can't see anything?"

"Is anyone home? That's great!"

Galdino stretched out his hands like an ancient zombie, groping towards the direction of the voice. "Madam, could you please find me an eyeglasses shop? I can pay..."

Miss?

Kuzan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he had been deeply poisoned by that old scoundrel Garp.

Before even changing my clothes, I unconsciously used the clip sound again.

Of course, this voice is nothing compared to the sound after tuning with a million-dollar sound card, but if combined with the hazy, tall figure and long hair, it's not impossible for someone to misunderstand it.

Kuzan stared intently at Galdino's every movement and every subtle expression on his face.

During his long period of slacking off, Kuzan naturally learned to find some fun online.

He had once read a short story by Xiaoxiaosuo called "The Blind Piano Tuner".

The novel tells the story of a protagonist who, when faced with a murder case, attempts to use his superb acting skills to convince the killer that he is indeed blind, but is ultimately murdered to silence him.

Kuzan never expected that he would encounter such a situation at this moment.

Fortunately, we now have the initiative in our own hands.

Swish!

Kuzan suddenly swung his ice blade.

The ice blade, carrying a deadly chill, suddenly stopped just ten centimeters from Galdino's eyes.

A chill touched his face, Galdino rubbed his cheek. "Is winter in Alabasta this cold? Achoo!"

Kuzan carefully observed his expression but couldn't detect the slightest flaw.

If that's the case...

Kuzan pulled a pair of Seastone Handcuffs from his pocket.

Although he doesn't follow the same principle as Zephyr, who makes "no killing" his life motto, Kuzan has grown to loathe killing ever since he killed his friend, the Giant Tribe Vice Admiral Saul.

'Although you did what I wanted to do, protecting those beasts is my job after all. I'm sorry...'

Kuzan shook his head, and the ice blade that his right arm had transformed into slowly melted, the sharp edge returning to five fingers.

He gently placed his right hand on Galdino's chest.

"Madam, isn't this inappropriate?"

"Madam, please have some self-respect!"

Before Galdino could finish speaking, a chill spread from Kuzan's palm throughout his body.

Almost instantly, Certino's lifelike expression was sealed within the ice.

Kuzan pulled out his Police Communicator Den Den Mushi: "My mission is complete."

"Kuzan, do you know how long you've been out there? If you don't come back for the year-end meeting, I'm going to... wait!"

Sengoku's roar came from the other end of the Den Den Den Mushi: "You just said your mission was complete?"

Kuzan said calmly, "That's right. I've already captured Galdino, the main culprit in the attack on the Celestial Dragons. I plan to send him directly to Impel Down and not return to Marineford."

"Really? I don't believe it."

Sengoku asked suspiciously:

"This isn't some excuse you're using to avoid the year-end meeting, is it? Unless..."

"Unless you turn on your camera and video chat with me right now!"

Kuzan: "..."

After a brief silence, Kuzan's breathing became heavier. "Galdino very strong. I'm a bit disheveled after the battle with him, so it's better not to video chat with you. But if you want to see what he looks like, that's fine."

With that, Kuzan pointed the camera at Galdino in the ice and took a clear picture, then sent it to Sengoku.

Although Galdino had many explosion scars on his body, which was inconsistent with Kuzan's fighting style, he was indeed trapped in the ice.

Sengoku saw this photograph, he was very pleased.

He could already imagine that after his private heart-to-heart talk, Kuzan had turned over a new leaf, changed his lazy ways, and spent half a year braving the elements, following clues and exploring island after island where Galdino might be hiding.

Finally, Kuzan found an opportunity to bring this lawless Warmog's Armor who had assaulted Celestial Dragons to justice.

Considering what Kuzan just said about Galdino's strength, which is unusually powerful and even poses a threat to Admiral, this police chase might be even more intense and exciting than he could have imagined.

For a moment, the old man from the Sengoku was moved to tears.

"Kuzan, I admit I was a bit loud just now, but I have to say, you did a great job this time. If you keep it up, my position as Fleet Admiral is yours!"

"Thank you very much."

Kuzan sighed and hung up the phone.

To say that Kuzan didn't want to be the Fleet Admiral is a lie.

If he truly didn't want to be a hero, he wouldn't have fought Akainu for ten days and ten nights on Punk Hazard Akainu, ultimately breaking one of his legs in the process.

Kuzan also desires the power to protect those he cherishes.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, his expression complex.

That's the direction in which the new headquarters of Baroque Works is located.

Kuzan knew that Nico Robin was there.

This girl, whom he had watched grow up, was like a daughter to Kuzan.

He is now in this city, just a few blocks away from Nico Robin.

The girl was unaware of her own existence.

But this is precisely the state that Kuzan desires most.

"Live well, you've found someone who can protect you..."

A slight smile appeared on Kuzan's lips, then he turned around to pick up Galdino's block of ice.

But at that moment, a hand wearing a white glove suddenly flew out from the previously broken candle shell.

Besides the hand, there were some scattered parts of the body, including even a large Red Nose and a mouth.

Although the parts were incomplete, Kuzan could roughly recognize that they all belonged to Emperor Clown Buggy who was entrusted with the care of the Pirate King Roger.

But that's not the most crucial point.

Most importantly, Buggy's left hand was firmly gripping a Big Bird Den Den Mushi.

As a livestreaming expert, Buggy's abilities are undoubtedly very convenient.

His left hand always held a Big Bird Den Den Mushi) equipped with a high-definition camera, so he could capture exciting footage at any time.

At that very moment, the camera on the Den Den Mushi was already turned on.

Buggy's mouth was moving, as if he had just woken up from a coma:

"Family, I'm going to kill that bastard Cabaji! I'll be putting on a show of stewing sand sculptures in an iron pot for you all in a bit!"

"However, I must first go and meet up with my Emperor's Deputy mate."

"From the perspective my family is seeing right now, I can find him quickly... Let me look for him now..."

As he spoke, Buggy held the camera in his left hand and began Scan around.

At this moment, Kuzan finally received the true teachings of that old rascal Garp.

Just before the camera caught his eye, Kuzan took a long stride and, with a whoosh, used his fastest "Shave" move to escape.

"Moses, Moses."

"This is the Sengoku, Kuzan, is there anything else you need?"

"Mission failed, Galdino was rescued by Buggy..."

"What? What happened? Are you short of troops? Give me your location, and I'll send the nearest branch to support you immediately!"

"No need... it's too late."

Sengoku said worriedly, "I have informed the World Government of Galdino's arrest. If they mistakenly believe that you were defeated by Buggy, it will be a huge stain on your future promotion to Fleet Admiral."

How about this: I'll use my connections to request a team of CP agents from Enies Lobby analysis. They can conduct battlefield analysis and then produce an objective combat report.

"If you can explain that you were truly alone and outnumbered, which is why the prisoner was rescued, the World Government might understand."

"Unnecessary!"

Kuzan said, word by word, "There's no need for further investigation. My defeat to the Five Emperors Buggy, was entirely due to my inferior skill; it has nothing to do with anyone else, and there's no need for explanations!"

With that, Kuzan hung up the phone, his face ashen.

I need to take tomorrow off due to a business trip. I apologize for the inconvenience.

--A side note--

I have to go on a business trip tomorrow and need to ask for leave. I'm so sorry!

Readers who find Shaomai too short can refer to Shaomai's older works.