"You..." Pakura looked at Hancock, her expression somewhat irritated, as though she wanted to say something.
But before Hancock and Pakura could start arguing again, Vegapunk spoke directly. "Your personal matters are settled now, so it's time to conquer all of Sunagakure, isn't it?"
Pakura took a breath and nodded. "I know! But..."
"Do you need our help? Don't worry. We've made thorough preparations this time! We guarantee that the sand ninja won't dare utter a word of objection!"
Vegapunk waved a hand, a faint smile appearing on his face. "As it happens, I've prepared quite a few experimental weapons..."
Pakura broke out in a cold sweat. "That won't be necessary! I can handle it myself. I just hope the two of you can be a little quieter!"
What Pakura had initially wanted to say was that she hoped to handle this matter herself and that the two of them had better not speak at all. But both of them were people who did whatever they pleased, and saying that would only make them more rebellious, so she abandoned the thought.
"Is that so?" Vegapunk sighed in disappointment. "Really, leaving the sand ninja with half their strength would be enough. I still prefer teaching them a lesson they'll never forget. That would make managing them easier in the future."
As for Hancock, she merely rolled her eyes at Pakura's words, finding them somewhat boring. "Ugly people really do have more stories."
Pakura: Hold it in. You can't beat her!
After their discussion was finished, the three of them did not linger. With a casual wave of Vegapunk's hand, a Small Aircraft descended from the sky.
This was a means of transport Vegapunk had crafted by hand. Before solving the energy problem, such aircraft were not particularly cost-effective. Only those with