Bonney, the Terrible Woman

She wore denim overall shorts, a white short-sleeved shirt, and brown knee-high boots with low heels. She was full where she should be full and slim where she should be slim, with a graceful figure and an exquisite face. She truly was a rare beauty.

Unfortunately, she was too rude, had a terrible temper, and her heart-shaped lipstick was hideous.

Just as Sal was sizing her up, Jewelry Bonney noticed the man who dared to stare at her so openly and immediately snapped viciously.

"What the hell are you looking at? Looking to die? Believe me, I'll kill you."

"..."

Sal still felt that he was not suited to dealing with women with this kind of personality. Even Charlotte Linlin had a better temperament than her, aside from when her eating disorder acted up.

He casually found a seat farther away from her and looked around, only to discover that there were quite a few Supernovas present.

Among the group causing a commotion at the end of the street, Capone Bege sat there shooting at a pirate.

A short, fat mafia don from West Blue, he was the captain of the Fire Tank Pirates. Bounty: 138 million.

Watching from nearby was the "Mad Monk" Urouge from Sky Island. At four meters tall, he was like a little giant, with an enormously muscular body. Bounty: 108 million.

Do not let his bottom-ranked bounty among the Supernovas fool you. Two years later, he would grow strong enough to defeat one of the Four Sweet Commanders, firmly placing him at Shichibukai level.

For some reason, the two suddenly became openly hostile, looking ready to fight. Their subordinates drew their weapons; with a single order from their captains, a brawl involving hundreds would begin.

The sudden standoff sent many people along the street scrambling away, while shops shut their doors. Quite a few perceptive people recognized both sides as Supernovas.

Just as Sal was about to sip his tea and enjoy the show, a lovely figure sat down beside him, her long legs propped on the table. Jewelry Bonney gnawed on a meat leg and said casually.

"Hey, who do you think would win?"

"..."

His eyelid twitched a few times. This woman truly was reckless. No wonder she had been bold enough to challenge Blackbeard after the Summit War. Her entire crew had been wiped out, and she had been captured, nearly becoming Blackbeard's captive wife.

Sal's gaze shifted to the thigh in front of him. It was fair and long, definitely enough to make Blackbeard drool. He casually brushed her off.

"I'm just an ordinary person. How would I know who would win?"

"You're an ordinary person? All the ordinary people have run away. The ones left aren't pushovers."

"..."

That was true. The pirates' impending battle had driven ordinary people away, and those who remained either believed they had some strength or were crew members under such people.

Only then did Sal slowly say.

"I think the Mad Monk, Urouge, is stronger."

"His bounty is lower than Capone Bege's. Why do you think he's stronger?"

Seeing Bonney's disbelieving expression, Sal did not continue. Was he supposed to tell her that Urouge's Karma was somewhat effective against Capone Bege?

The Castle-Castle Fruit's defenses might not withstand Karma's attacks, let alone the fact that Capone Bege's current offensive methods were not enough to defeat the Mad Monk quickly.

Karma could turn the damage he received into an attack and unleash it.

Before they could start fighting, a sudden voice made everyone freeze. Jewelry Bonney even spat out a mouthful of liquid and said with disgust.

"What rotten luck. We ran into those scum again. This is already the second time today. They show up this many times in a day; aren't they afraid someone will slaughter them someday?"

Slowly, a figure dressed like an astronaut entered their sight. He rode atop a slave serving as a horse, held two chains in his hands, and had two female slaves shackled to them—his wives in name.

A CP agent bodyguard followed at his side, along with several guards.

World Nobles, the Celestial Dragons, were descendants of nineteen of the twenty kings who had founded the World Government eight hundred years ago. They called themselves the descendants of the creators and enjoyed every privilege. Once offended, a Marine Admiral or CP0 had to be deployed to protect them.

At the sight, Sal narrowed his eyes, a glint flashing through them.

"The idiot eldest son of the Rosward family? I didn't expect to meet him so soon."

Bonney looked at him in confusion. This guy seemed very familiar with the Celestial Dragons, and his tone was clearly wrong.

Saint Charlos, the Celestial Dragon who took the most beatings in the original story, was also one of Sal's planned targets.

He kept considering it. Now that he had taken action against slave traders, he did not know whether the incident involving the mermaid Abby being captured would still happen. If it did not, then Straw Hat and the others would have no reason to wreak havoc at the auction house.

There was a saying that was absolutely right: chaos was the best stepping stone upward.

When he had acted today, he noticed that the Marines' forces on the Sabaody Archipelago had been greatly reduced. It seemed the Marines had already begun moving troops in preparation for the Summit War.

After all, the Marines absolutely could not afford to lose a war that concerned the future course of the seas.

At that thought, Sal could not help resting his hand on his sword hilt. This made Bonney beside him even more suspicious. What was this guy planning to do?

The Celestial Dragons' procession slowly approached. Everyone along the way knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. Even the two Supernovas could only comply resentfully.

If they had not been locked in a standoff, they would have left before the Celestial Dragons arrived. Why endure such humiliation?

Saint Charlos swept his contemptuous gaze over everyone. Whether they were strong or not, they were nothing but insect-like trash in his eyes.

When his gaze landed in the corner, Bonney had already turned into a child and sat on the ground, while Sal remained seated and met his gaze.

Saint Charlos instantly flew into a rage.

He raised his pistol and fired. A commoner who dared look directly at him was simply courting death.

Sal tilted aside to dodge the bullet, killing intent rising within him. A thought flashed through his mind: I have to cut him down eventually anyway. Why not kill him now?

After hesitating for a second, he finally suppressed the killing intent in his heart. It was not time yet.

When Saint Charlos fired a second shot, Bonney, who had turned into a child, threw herself onto Sal at the same time. She poured a packet of ketchup over herself, then lay on the man's chest and pretended to weep bitterly.

"Big brother, don't die! What am I supposed to do if you die? What will Bonney do from now on? Boohoo..."

"..."

Sal looked speechlessly at his fake little sister. Her pitiful act was truly excellent. He could only silently endure the tomato juice on his head, lying on the ground and staring at the sky as he considered something.

If I expose Bonney or make the Celestial Dragon take a liking to her, would this reckless girl choose to run away or overturn the Celestial Dragon? She really is that bold.

Saint Charlos looked at his pistol, then at the large-scale mourning scene. He was somewhat doubtful whether he had actually hit him, but after thinking about it, he chose to ignore it. A mere commoner was not worth wasting his time on.

He tugged the chains in his hands, signaling the slave transportation tool and his two wives to continue onward.

Once the Celestial Dragons had completely disappeared, the crowd dispersed as well. Bonney grabbed Sal by the collar and viciously scolded him.

"Are you trying to get us killed? Don't you know attacking a Celestial Dragon will bring an Admiral?"

"I know. So what?"

Seeing his calm expression, Bonney was so angry that she wanted to teach him a lesson. The killing intent he had released just now had made her face change color. This guy had truly wanted to kill a Celestial Dragon.

Bonney gripped Sal's arm and swiftly activated her Devil Fruit power, determined to make this bastard taste the consequences of acting recklessly.

After a long while, Sal raised the arm she was holding and calmly looked at her. Their eyes met, yet nothing changed.

"Miss, do you like me? Otherwise, why are you holding on to me? What are you trying to do?"

Seeing that her ability had failed, Bonney revealed a shocked expression.

"How is that possible? How can you bastard be fine?"