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Chapter 183
🕑 Added 2021-10-11 10:04:38 +0000 UTCWhen the chief appeared, another person appeared behind him. He was a rather tall man with a red and white hat and a yellow floral beard. By his unusually long arms, one could guess what kind of tribe he was.
When the two stopped, there was an oppressive silence for a moment. Interrupted by the carefree voice of the man in the striped hat:
"Hoo hoo hoo guys, aren't we here to eliminate Dragon's henchmen?" Why would we get involved with the Sea Devil and his friends? Let's go quietly and have a drink.
- Hss ~, I support, we do not need to participate in this. The trail of the revolutionary army has already grown cold, it's time to leave. Communicating with Winssmock can be dangerous. What if the Morse Devil is nowhere to appear? We shouldn't retreat from the assignment, - supported Medusa.
The man with the medal looked at the speaker and said just as coldly:
“Reasonable, but ... Now Vinsmock Sanji is here, all alone. Our mission is almost complete, so it won't be superfluous to grab it.
Medusa's eyes flashed, but did not argue. The man in the striped hat decided to argue:
- Hoo-hoo-hoo, dear Leader, orders are not discussed, this boy understands! But this is a member of the team of the Sea Devil, this terrible villain, blrrrr! I'm scared! I feel that this does not bode well for us. If we stay here any longer, it could only get worse, and I want to go home. Do you remember what happened to the mustachioed uncle? I remember his coffin, Dragon is so terrible! He, he ... Ahh! - the man in the hat couldn't help crying and it was not a pretense! His shiny tears flowed down from the mask in an incredible stream, flooding the earth.
There was a silence, which was now and then broken by woeful sobs, which, for some reason, did not bother anyone at all ... The man whom everyone called the leader pondered. A moment later, he said in the same raspy voice:
- So we're leaving. If we had listened to you then, then this bastard would not have killed Ravi ... Your instincts have never let us down! - Throwing a cold look at Lucci and Medusa, the man said: - Get ready, now is not the time to act.
But before the four of them even took a step, suddenly the Leader of SP-0, and then all the others, stared at the sky in amazement. At the same moment, a strange black funnel suddenly appeared in the darkening firmament, from which a man stepped out with a light movement. His entire body was covered with raised muscles, and strange-looking tattoos twisted around his arms, reaching up to his neck, on which hung red beads. The mere appearance of this man suddenly changed the heavens, all the clouds, as if frightened, rushed into the loose. The man's dark hair and black cloak fluttered in space even without the wind, and eyes bright like stars seemed to be able to see through everything in this world.
For a moment, all members of SP-0 met with these glowing eyes ...
Medusa and Lucci immediately took a couple of steps back. Only two men in hats were able to stay on their feet. But only one, the one with the medal was able to grin, after which a battle excitement flashed in his eyes!
A moment before, in a small cafe on the outskirts of Dressrosa.
If we can mention worthy sentinels, then there were, surprisingly, much more of them than pirates who lost their lives and succumbed to bribes and machinations. Although there were a minority among ordinary officers, unfortunately, the higher the rank, the more temptations, therefore, often among the counter or even vice admirals there were unscrupulous marines, accustomed to solving matters almost like pirates. At times, civilians suffered from this. But, not this time, the highest-ranking officer who arrived on this island was Fujitora, and right now, most of his subordinates were following a simple order - to help the inhabitants restore the city! Although the Admiral had already left the island, the soldiers under his command remained.
Few could stop Fujitoru himself from such an order, so even if the other Admirals did not like it, no one intervened. As for the new Admiral of the Fleet, he also decided to ignore this matter. So several hundred sentinels, although subject to the dubious looks of the residents, still tried to help, and they did quite well. Nevertheless, several dozen strong men are capable of much, the main thing is to find a good commander who can direct them. Among the arrivals there was even a vice-admiral in charge of a construction site who had several rear admirals and officers of lower rank under his command.
Now, in one of the more or less restored buildings, an interesting event was taking place.
In the cafe, by the window, sat a pretty attractive girl in a floral shirt, short blue trousers and pink ankle boots. A katana in a scabbard lay next to the girl, right on the sofa, next to which lay the pink cloak of a Marine officer.
Adjusting her glasses, Tashigi calmly sipped warm tea before casting a weary glance at the documents in front of her. With a sigh, the girl continued to sort through the piles of papers ...
The atmosphere in the cafe was weird. Several Marines were still repairing the floor and roof. Someone inserted a window and hammered in nails, and someone painted the walls. The work was in full swing, but for some reason all the workers tried to do their work as quietly as possible. Although they could be understood, after all, just a few meters from Tashigi, a large man with a rather frightening appearance and, as usual, a displeased face was sitting at another table. Over the years, Smoker has not changed at all, the same pair of cigars in his teeth, jutte with a kairoseki tip on his back, and the same sentinel jacket with a green fur collar.
Sitting directly across from Smoker was a half-naked man with a dozen or more scars on his face, no left eye and a black bandage covering an empty eye socket, on which a bloody skull was clearly visible. If it were not for his white sentinel cap, then this bald big man could well be mistaken for a cruel pirate.
Still holding the cigars in his mouth, Smoker asked irritably,
- Well? Are you going to think long bald horseradish?
The scarred man smiled harshly, such a smile that made her look more like an animal grin. His golden teeth gleamed ominously, and he said:
- Smoker, old man, we are from the same group, and you talk like that, eh ... You don't respect your friends, - with a grin, meeting the same irritated look of his comrade, the bald one sighed: drill! - removing his cap and wiping his bald head, he said:
- Your Mu-gi-wa-ra was here! We danced with him and drank to your health, ha ha ha ha!
Smoker's eyes gleamed coldly and he growled.
- Fergus, stop playing the fool, tell me where the jerk is!
- Yes? And if I don’t tell you? - the bald man, still laughing, narrowed his eyes: - And what are you going to do, you smoky bastard ?!
- Grr! You asked for it yourself! - as soon as Smoker got up, the table on which the dishes stood, immediately cracked and at the same moment a bald man jumped up from which the wooden table finally shattered into pieces. The sentinels around immediately reacted and dispersed to the sides away from the coming troubles.
Only Tashigi instantly got her bearings, grabbed her katana and quickly moved to the table of the two vice admirals, wanting to stop the impending troubles. But, before she had time to intervene, she felt something strange, as if the whole body was shackled by cold. The two officers, like Tashigi, reacted and immediately looked up at the sky. At the same moment, the Sea Devil stepped out of the darkness!
