[One Piece/Arknights] For Whom the Ode Tolls?

A year and a half after coming to this world, Greta took her beloved boat "Disciple", purchased sufficient supplies, re-planned the route, and set sail.

In order to keep her code name, she also specially submitted an explanation to the newspaper. The general content is that she is a trainee messenger, code name is "lucky person" (emphasis added), and undertakes all kinds of delivery of letters, messages, express supplies, If necessary, we can even transport live animals by air (but there are size restrictions). It is high quality, low price, fast and good. If you are interested, please contact xxxxx (her phone number).

After a while, Greta received a call. The caller turned out to be Luo, who had been separated from her for more than half a year. Greta was dumbfounded as the lazy phone call bug suddenly turned into a man wearing a spotted hat and pouting. With a look of disdain on his face, he also made a familiar voice.

"Hey, good morning, I didn't expect you to really make a scene, butcher bird."

"Don't call me that code name!!!" Greta wanted to squeeze the phone with a similar outfit and expression as Luo and shake it, but she thought it was not him, so she could only hold back, "My code name is Good Luck!!! You can call me the messenger!!!"

"I said, why are you so obsessed with this kind of thing? I really don't understand what you women are thinking."

"Because Senpai Fiametta said that a lot of the work of a messenger has to be done anonymously, so codenames are very important - Senpai herself has many codenames, such as 'The Suffering Narrator', 'The Chosen One' Overwatch, Graveknight, Sticky Superman, oh and Vault Keeper and Phoenix Man of Destruction."

"Wait a minute, there are already too many names, isn't it? Can she remember so many?!"

"Ah? Remember this! Senior Sister Fiametta is amazing. She once pretended to sneak into the Dragon Gate and worked for a long time without being discovered. She was even used as a prototype and written into novels. Isn't it super cool!"

The phone bug rolled his eyes hugely, "Anyway, congratulations to Ms. Butcher Bird for the bounty exceeding 20 million beli. Also, don't even think about becoming a bard or messenger. You are now a slightly famous bounty person." Hunter—the kind that attracts the attention of the navy and pirates. Be careful, don’t capsize in the gutter.”

"Call me Luck Singer!!!"

"Yes, yes, Miss Luck Butcher Bird."

Greta was so angry that she pinched the phone bug's mouth, stuffed it into its nest, and fed it some feed while holding her breath. It happened that the news bird also came with the newspaper. She was reading the newspaper while eating breakfast, and then her eyes stopped when she glanced at a news report about the celebration.

The capital of seven waters? Sounds like an interesting place.

Greta opened the map and unexpectedly discovered that this place seemed not far from Ghost Island, the hometown of Moonlight Moria that she had missed for a long time, and there were many outstanding shipwrights here.

So she made a decisive decision to temporarily change her goals and go to the Capital of Seven Waters for a stroll - definitely not because the newspaper said that the local specialty water and meat were delicious, absolutely not, she just wanted to find out the information about Moonlight Moria, Also, see if you can upgrade your boat, and try the meat that is said to be "chicken-flavored, crunchy, and with six times the protein of ordinary animals."

The City of Seven Waters is indeed a prosperous and welcoming town as the newspaper said. Greta caught the last train at the end of the celebration, and saw the grand games and carnival activities, and had a lot of fun.

She has never participated in similar activities in her whole life. Even if there were Christmas and Easter celebrations when she lived in Rutland, they would just eat desserts and sing hymns, and they would not be as enthusiastic and open as the people in the Seven Waters Capital.

Greta walked on the street biting the meat and felt happy watching the people coming and going on the street. She even bought a phone bug that could take pictures with great interest and took pictures of all the interesting things she saw. I plan to send a letter after having enough fun to share the happiness with my friends.

The Disciple was sent to Carrera Company for maintenance and upgrades. The person in charge told Greta that the upgrade would take some time, so Greta started walking around the town and checked in at tourist spots with great interest.

"Let's check in here next! At Sieft Station, you can take the sea train, which sounds really cool - Wow!!!"

Guang Guang looked down at the map and accidentally bumped into a pedestrian walking towards her. Greta quickly apologized to the pedestrian: "Sorry! I bumped into you just now -"

"Butcher bird?"

The polite apology was stuck in Greta's throat. She hummed for a long time, and finally covered her face helplessly and explained feebly: "Actually, my code name is Luck Hunter, or you can call me Messenger. My job is not The bounty hunter is the messenger.”

"Oh, that's how it is."

Does the other party seem to believe it? ! Greta thought in shock.

Unexpectedly, this lazy curly-haired uncle looked like he had been fishing for seven and a half hours for eight hours at get off work, played small steel balls until late at night before going back to bed drunk, and had his salary deducted by his boss for being late the next morning, but he could actually tell the truth. Someone who can look beyond the phenomenon to the essence and recognize the fact that she is not a butcher bird but a person who praises luck? ! Sure enough, people can’t be judged by their appearance, right? !

"However, as a messenger, what kind of work will he undertake? Transporting things?"

"——Yes," she was stunned for a moment, then answered, "Whether it's important letters, words, materials, or even people, as long as it's within my ability, I will consider accepting the commission."

"So awesome——"

The lazy curly uncle drawled a bill from his pocket and handed it to Greta.

"Then please help me buy an ice cream cone, Miss Messenger. I want one from the only one at Dock 7, one with vanilla chocolate and one with milk flavor."

Dock No. 7?

Greta looked at the map and saw that it wasn't very far to fly from here. She thought about it and said, "The journey takes about ten minutes. Do you want to go with me, or should I bring the ice cream balls?"

"Following it sounds a bit troublesome. Can you bring it over?"

"No problem!" Greta gestured OK to him, "Do you want to wait for me here or agree on another place?"

"Just stay here. It's hard to find people elsewhere~"

"This may be true for others, but a qualified messenger will not lose his way."

Greta proudly said that she passed a difficult test to become a trainee messenger! This little thing is nothing to her!

"Really? Then I'll trouble you and fly away."

Before Qingzhi Kuzan, who was labeled by Greta as "a lazy underage uncle who came to buy ice cream balls during the workday," before he could finish his words, he saw the girl carrying her vagina and rushing into the air. The black trench coat puffed up and flew towards Dock No. 7 amidst the shocked shouts of passers-by.

"You're really motivated - well, it's great to be young."