One Piece: The Magician

Can a painter really have such a sharp ability? Usopp touched his chin, and his heart began to get excited.

He prides himself on being the best painter among the Straw Hat Pirates, and he was the best at graffiti in Silobu Village when he was a child.Therefore, the long-nosed brother took it for granted that if he practiced painting more, he should not be much worse than SS. Golden Week.

Well, if I have free time in the future, I can try to practice painting.Usopp was thinking secretly in his mind.

The sound of crackling sand.

The ground among the people suddenly collapsed, revealing a hole about one meter in diameter, and an aunt who looked like a penguin emerged from it.

"The tunnel has been dug."

After returning to human form, SS. Christmas wiped the sweat from his forehead: "But I'm not very familiar with the geology here. I don't know how long this tunnel can last."

"Oh, it was dug so quickly?"

Sherlock took out a silver pocket watch and checked the time. "It's 15 minutes earlier than the fastest time I expected. It's truly a weasel fruit. By the way, you didn't disturb the navy on the ground when you dug the tunnel."

"Hahahaha, that's natural." Hearing the admiration of the magician, SS. Christmas raised his head proudly.

"Don't worry, who do you think I am? Don't mention the navy. I dug a tunnel in Albana's palace and kidnapped their king without disturbing anyone. Hahaha, those idiots are really..."

"Ahem" ss. Coughed a few times with her fingers to cover up the embarrassment on her face. She quietly glanced at the expression on a certain glasses face and said in a deep voice:

"That ss. Christmas, you'd better not mention this kind of thing again, okay?"

"Why, Paula, I'm just telling the truth, ah~~~ my waist is so sore, and it's so unlucky that such a big stupid guy is not here in 4 days." ss. Christmas began to talk to herself in a low voice, her Her voice was high-pitched and she spoke so fast that even though the people around her were very close, they still couldn't hear what she was saying.

I have to say, it’s really cool for Sand Crocodile to let her impatient chatterbox and .4’s slow-tempered oil bottle form a team to act together.

So stupid

Completely ignoring a certain aunt's thoughts, Sherlock pushed up his glasses slightly and scanned everyone present in turn.

"I think I have made the plan very clear before, so whether we can all escape smoothly depends on your individual performance."

"Yeah."xn

Everyone claimed yes, their faces immediately became serious, and then they jumped into the tunnel that SS. had just dug on Christmas Day.

The central island and the outer island are only connected by an iron bridge, but the navy never imagined that after they were attracted by the cannon fodder army, the real "main force" of the escaped prisoners had already started detour tactics.

Robin was the last one. She walked to the entrance of the tunnel, but did not jump in immediately. Instead, she looked back at the sorcerer, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

"By the way Sherlock, since we all have our own tasks." The beautiful female archaeologist stared at a certain man with glasses quietly with a pair of blue and black eyes.

"Then what is your mission?"

"What about my mission? Are you curious about this?"

Hearing this, Sherlock chuckled and said, "I'm going to prepare a small gift later. After all, the owner here is so enthusiastic about staying with us. It would be a bit disrespectful if we don't leave something behind when we leave."

"Little gift" Robin's delicate brows frowned slightly. She was sure and sure that the "little gift" the magician said was definitely not as simple as what he said casually.

What did he prepare for the navy this time? Well, I remember that the "big gift" he gave to the navy last time was

Robin's expression suddenly became strange, which was very different from her usual calm and calm expression.Because this sinister woman suddenly realized: the last time, that is, in Alabasta, the sorcerer prepared a big gift for the navy.

It seems like she is the son of the devil with a bounty of 7900 million Baileys.

""

Robin took a deep breath as he subconsciously evoked some shame and recalled, then looked at a certain pair of glasses with a meaningful look, and then got into the tunnel without saying a word.

What's going on? The look in her eyes just now was so strange.Sherlock pushed up his glasses in confusion.

A woman's heart is like the most sophisticated instrument in the world, and even he, a magician who can use his knowledge and color to perform "mind reading", cannot fully analyze the mysteries.In other words, this guy has no interest in this aspect at all.

"But speaking of which, did she make a deal with that strange rear admiral?"

Recalling the information he got from Nabaron's canteen, Sherlock's eyes narrowed slightly.After all, according to the sorcerer's understanding at the time, there was no other "person" except her, the son of the devil, who had the capital to trade with the navy.

I don't want to think about it so much now. I will ask her myself after I escape from this fortress.

After making up his mind, Sherlock slightly covered up the hole dug by SS. Christmas, and then activated the mirror fruit ability, and the whole person slowly disappeared under the dark night.

After everyone left, another moment passed.

Huh~~ A cool night breeze blew by, and without any warning, a petite figure slowly emerged, as if it had condensed from the air.

"Puff, puff, little gift."

The black and white twin ponytails hang smoothly down her back, and her delicate porcelain doll-like cheeks reveal a narrow-mindedness that far exceeds her apparent age.

"What do you want to do, you dishonest guy? You don't want to blow up this fortress, right?"

Different from his low-key performance in Alabasta, Sherlock single-handedly blew up a naval base out of revenge, so in the eyes of most navy and pirates, the Warlock is not a pirate. , but a crazed terrorist

"Are you kidding? There's no comparison here with Donghai. Besides, he doesn't seem to have the same style as his noisy sister."

Major General Alan tilted his little head and looked like he was thinking. She, a fusion fruit user, had just integrated her body into the surrounding air, which was impossible to detect with the strength of the magician and others.However, since Sherlock habitually did not tell the complete plan, this expired loli did not overhear any valuable information just now.

But Robin's last question completely aroused the curiosity of this Loli major general who likes to look for trouble.

"Okay, okay, I want to see what tricks you are going to play."

Alan murmured to herself, and then with a thought in her mind, her petite body instantly merged with the surrounding air, and left along with the surging airflow in mid-air.

To be continued.