Chapter 89: Mr. Prince? Art is... Being Flattened!!
Deep in the jungle of Little Garden, sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, dappling the ruins of the collapsed Wax House.
"Tsk..."
Sanji, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and hands in his pockets, kicked a branch out of his way with an annoyed expression.
"Damn it, where did that Marimo run off to! There should be a limit to how lost someone can get!"
He had been wandering the jungle for half the day. He hadn't caught much prey, but he and Zoro had certainly managed to confuse themselves.
By chance, Sanji pushed through a thicket and arrived at the temporary base Mr. 3 had built earlier.
"Hmm? What is this place?"
Sanji stepped into the ruins and immediately spotted the headless corpse lying on the ground, long since cold.
The corpse wore a strange bodysuit printed with the number '3', and the cut at the neck was smooth and clean.
"Ho? Such a clean cut..."
Sanji exhaled a smoke ring and crouched down to examine it.
"Looks like Tatsuya's work. That red-eyed bastard really is ruthless."
"Bulu bulu bulu... Bulu bulu bulu..."
Just then, the urgent ringing of a Transponder Snail echoed abruptly through the silent ruins.
Sanji followed the sound and saw a snail-shaped Transponder Snail calling frantically right next to the corpse.
"A call? For this corpse?"
Driven by curiosity, Sanji walked over and picked up the receiver.
"Click."
The moment the call connected, a raspy, low male voice came from the other end—Mr. 0 (Crocodile).
"Is that Mr. 3? Why did it take you so long to answer?"
"How is the mission progressing? The Straw Hat crew and that Princess Vivi... have they been dealt with?"
Hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Sanji's eyes, which were partially hidden by his bangs.
'Mr. 3... Princess Vivi... I see, so this is the mastermind?'
Faced with the boss's questioning, Sanji didn't panic in the slightest.
He took a deep drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled.
"Ah, sorry, sorry. I just finished disposing of the bodies, and my hands were a bit bloody and dirty, so I was late picking up."
On the other end of the line, Crocodile didn't notice anything unusual and simply asked coldly:
"Who are you? Put Mr. 3 on."
"This isn't Mr. 3..."
Sanji looked at the headless corpse on the ground, a playful smile curling his lips as he identified himself:
"This is... 'Mr. Prince'."
"Mr. Prince?" Crocodile was briefly puzzled but didn't press further. "Whatever, whoever you are. Report the situation."
"Yes, BOSS."
Sanji looked at the corpse and began to lie calmly, without batting an eye.
"The Straw Hat crew has been completely annihilated. Whether it was the rubber man or that swordsman, their heads have been cut off."
"As for Princess Vivi... her death has also been confirmed. The bodies have all been disposed of."
"Mission accomplished, BOSS."
Crocodile remained silent for a few seconds on the other end before breaking into a pleased laugh.
"Guhahahahaha! Excellent! It seems that while Mr. 3 is a piece of trash, he's at least somewhat useful when it comes to killing."
In high spirits, Crocodile continued:
"In that case, stay where you are. I will immediately send the 'Unlucky Duo' to deliver the Eternal Pose to Alabasta."
"Once you have the Pose, you can return to headquarters to report."
"Understood, BOSS. I'll be waiting here for the delivery," Sanji said, hanging up the phone elegantly.
...
Not long after.
A fluttering sound came from the sky.
A sea otter wearing sunglasses with a bizarre art style and a vulture with fierce eyes landed in the ruins, carrying an exquisite package.
The messengers of Baroque Works—the Unlucky Duo.
The moment they landed, before they could even set the package down, they realized the person standing there with the receiver wasn't the familiar Mr. 3, but a blonde man in a suit.
"Squeak?!"
The sea otter and the vulture exchanged a look, immediately sensing something was wrong.
The sea otter quickly pulled two machine guns from its shell, and the vulture bared its sharp talons, preparing to eliminate the witness.
"Oh?"
Sanji looked at the two murderous animals and sneered, dropping his unfinished cigarette and crushing it under his heel.
"I was going to thank you for the home delivery... but you actually want to fight?"
"What ill-mannered beasts. It seems you need some proper training."
Before he had even finished speaking, Sanji's figure vanished from where he stood.
"Collier Shoot!!"
Bang!!
With just one kick.
The two unlucky messengers, who hadn't even had time to pull their triggers, were sent spinning with stars in their eyes by a massive force.
They collided like two rubber balls and were instantly knocked unconscious, neatly lumped together.
"Done."
Sanji brushed the dust off his trouser leg, walked forward, picked up the package that had fallen to the ground, and opened it.
Lying inside was the Eternal Pose that recorded the route to Alabasta.
"The Eternal Pose to Alabasta..."
Sanji tossed the Pose in his hand and caught it, a smile spreading across his face.
"Bingo! Now Vivi-san and Nami-san will definitely look at me in a new light!"
"Mr. Prince... that's a pretty good name. I'm almost falling in love with myself."
...
Meanwhile.
In the open clearing on the shore of Little Garden.
"Gahahahahaha!!"
"Gegagagagaga!!"
Dorry the Blue Ogre and Brogy the Red Ogre, rivals with a century-long friendship, were engaged in their 714,396th sacred duel.
A massive longsword and a heavy battle-axe clashed violently in the air.
Every collision caused the earth to tremble violently, sending out waves of air as if two active volcanoes were crashing into each other.
"Give up, Dorry! The wind is in my favor today!!" Brogy roared, his giant axe swinging down.
"You're the one who should give up, Brogy! Your axe is blunt!!" Dorry parried with his shield and countered with a sword strike.
While the two giants were fighting in the heat of the moment.
Behind a massive Rock at the edge of the battlefield, two sneaky little figures poked their heads out.
It was Mr. 5 and Miss Valentine, who had failed to find the Straw Hat crew in the forest earlier.
"Tch, those pirates are hiding somewhere, I can't find them at all." Mr. 5 adjusted his sunglasses, looking annoyed.
"Since we haven't found Straw Hat Luffy..."
Miss Valentine looked at the two behemoths battling ahead, a glint of greed flashing in her eyes.
"Then we'll take the heads of these two big guys."
"Even if they are pirates from a century ago, their combined bounties are a fortune."
The two looked at each other and let out sinister sneers.
"As long as we take them down, it's a massive bounty."
"One each! Let's go!"
Miss Valentine's turn:
Following that, Miss Valentine held her lemon umbrella and used her Kilo-Kilo Fruit ability to silently float directly above the struggling Dorry the Blue Ogre.
"Hmph, with a target this big, I don't even need to aim."
She giggled in the air and then suddenly deactivated her light state, increasing her weight to the maximum in an instant.
"10,000 Kilo Press—!!"
"Die! You stupid giant!!"
She fell like a meteor, accompanied by the whistling wind, and slammed her feet onto Dorry's hard Viking helmet.
Dorry, who was fully focused on matching Brogy's strength, only felt a slight weight on the top of his head.
It felt as if a small pebble had landed on him.
Dorry frowned. He didn't even stop his sword, merely muttering in confusion:
"Hmm? Where did this mosquito come from?"
He casually raised a free hand and swiped at the top of his head as if shooing a fly.
"Slap!!"
A crisp, loud sound rang out.
"Eh?!"
Miss Valentine, who was about to enjoy the pleasure of crushing a giant, only saw a palm that blotted out the sky sweeping toward her.
She had no room to resist at all.
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
Miss Valentine let out a shrill scream as she was sent flying like a baseball, turning into a shooting star in the distance and vanishing beyond the clouds.
"Annoying mosquito," Dorry grumbled and continued swinging his sword at Brogy.
...
Mr. 5's turn:
Seeing his partner make a move, Mr. 5 was not to be outdone.
Taking advantage of the stalemate between the two giants, he rushed to the feet of Brogy the Red Ogre like a flea.
"Now's my chance! Such a big foot is the perfect blasting ground!"
Mr. 5 excitedly picked his nose frantically, gathering a large handful of black booger bombs in his hand.
"Taste my art!!"
"Nose Fancy Cannon: Rapid Fire!!"
Shoom shoom shoom!
He threw a large number of booger bombs onto Brogy's massive instep.
"Art is an explosion!! Ha!!"
Boom boom boom boom!!
A series of explosions rang out at the giant's feet, sparks flying everywhere.
However.
Brogy was currently mocking Dorry:
"Gahahaha! Dorry, if you want to surrender, don't make up excuses! What kind of mosquito could make you bow your head? I think you're just getting old and blind!"
Suddenly, Brogy felt an itch on his instep.
"Hmm?"
He looked down, but because his belly was too big, he couldn't see his feet clearly. He just shifted his body in confusion.
"Did a mosquito really bite me? It's so itchy."
To relieve the itch, Brogy subconsciously lifted his massive, bombed foot, intending to stomp it down to adjust his stance.
That sole was several meters wide, like a small mountain.
Standing beneath it, Mr. 5 was just about to admire his masterpiece.
Suddenly, a massive shadow loomed over him.
He looked up at the giant sole descending like Mount Tai.
Mr. 5's eyes almost popped out of his head, and cold sweat poured down. His earlier arrogance instantly turned into extreme terror.
"Wai... Wait..."
"Nooooo!!!"
BOOM—!!!
There was no suspense.
Brogy's foot, carrying dozens of tons of weight, unintentionally slammed heavily onto the ground and even ground into the dirt a bit.
"Squelch."
Mr. 5 didn't even manage a scream. He was like a crushed tomato, embedded deep into the soil, becoming a piece of... 'artistic decal' on the earth.
"Whew, much better."
Brogy raised his axe again with satisfaction.
"Again! Dorry!!"
And beneath their feet, the two arrogant high-ranking agents of Baroque Works had, in an extremely comical fashion...
Exited the stage with regret.
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