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

Greta did not rush to refuse his proposal. She took the bag containing Bailey from a sailor and gave part of the money inside to the children, letting them go find their families or stay on the island temporarily. After settling down, he walked towards Kuzan.

"Mr. Aokiji, can we talk?"

Kuzan didn't expect that she would still be willing to chat with him, so he agreed without hesitation. Greta walked out of the pier with him and went to a nearby cafe. She ordered herself a caramel macchi with sugar and milk. Duo, gently stirring the liquid in the cup.

"Can I ask you a question?"

After seeing Kuzan nod, she spoke calmly: "I have a friend who lost his family and became seriously ill when he was only ten years old. When he was desperate, he was taken in by a kind person. "

"I regret."

"But his benefactor was killed," Greta stopped stirring. She raised her head, stared at Kuzan's face, and said word by word, "The guy who killed his benefactor was named Doflaming." Brother, and this man seems to have used despicable means to steal a country and kill many people, including the navy."

The navy uncle I met when I was on Feiyan Island, his younger brother was also a navy man. While chasing Doflamingo, his ship was sunk by Doflamingo's ship and he died.

Kuzan was silent for a moment and repeated, "I'm sorry."

"However, Doflamingo became the Shichibukai. According to my understanding, the Navy will not pursue the Shichibukai. They even have immunity from crime and can rule a country. I want to know, the Navy will continue Will we hunt down Doflamingo? Will he be tried for his crimes?"

Facing her bright light amber eyes, Kuzan opened his mouth, and after a while he squeezed out a difficult sentence: "No. The Navy will not pursue the King Shichibukai, and the World Government will not be able to judge him."

"What if a bounty hunter catches him?"

"With your current abilities, you have almost no chance of winning against Doflamingo."

"But that's allowed, isn't it?"

Seeing Kuzan nod, Greta pushed away the chair and stood up, looking down at the admiral, her words full of ridicule and accusation turned into a sigh.

"I understand," she said calmly, picked up her satchel and walked out. "Since the Navy cannot provide me with justice and cannot guarantee my freedom, then I will not join."

"Where are you going?"

"——Go and become stronger," the girl's voice gradually became ethereal as the footsteps moved away, gently reaching Kuzan's ears, "Then, my heart will make a judgment."

After leaving the Capital of Seven Waters, Greta unexpectedly received a phone call from Aoki Kuzan. After asking, she found out that the other party had sent her some information about Doflamingo and had sent a seagull to mail it. .

Greta sincerely expressed her gratitude to him on the phone, and in return, she made a large portion of sweetmeat pie and flew it to the Navy headquarters herself. Then she grabbed someone at random and asked him to send it in.

"Oh, who is that, the rookie bounty hunter Butcher Bird?" The woman she pulled had pink hair, a cigarette in her mouth, and a smart suit and cape jacket. "Tina knew it and gave it to Qing Zhiku Like it, right? What is this? It looks delicious."

"It's sweet meat pie." Seeing her interest, Greta enthusiastically promoted the specialty of her hometown to the female marine. "In my hometown, this is a special delicacy that even the Pope praised. oh."

"Tina is very interested."

"Then, can I get you some too?"

So the two of them exchanged contact information in a daze. After Greta returned to her ship, she hurriedly made a large portion. She quickly carried it and flew back, where she met Tina and another man with silver hair.

Out of politeness, she nodded to the man and said hello, then handed the still warm bag to Tina: "It's coming, it's coming, but my flour is almost running out, I have to go and replenish it."

"Oh! This smells so good! Tina likes this! Smoker, do you want to come?"

The man known as Smoker glanced at the paper bag that exuded a sweet smell, his eyebrows furrowed tightly: "Why are navy men eating these? I might as well catch two more pirates."

"Forget it if you don't want to eat it. Tina likes it very much, so I won't give it to you." The female navy curled her lips and put her hand on Greta's shoulder. "The pirates Greta has captured in the past few months are going to jail." It’s so crowded, she’ll eat it too.”

Now Smoker's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly: "What, we might as well be a bounty hunter?!"

"Tina thinks Greta won't be too bad. Does Greta want to join the navy?"

Greta quickly shook her head, "Mr. Kuzan has asked me before, but I have other things to do and have no intention of joining the navy."

Tina showed a disappointed expression, "Well, Tina quite wants to fight with you. Come to see me again at the Navy Headquarters in the future."

Greta had a good impression of her and readily agreed: "Okay, but I want to travel around and improve my strength. I may not appear here much recently. After all, it is near the Navy headquarters. A few pirates have the guts to touch the tiger’s ass.”

Unexpectedly, Smoker, who seemed fierce and difficult to get along with, not only agreed with her words, but also gave thoughtful advice: "If you want to improve your strength, it's best to go through actual combat."

Following her, she received a large stack of bounty orders from Smoker, which recorded in detail each pirate's photo, bounty price, fruit ability or combat effectiveness, and also included a map marked with red circles.

"Let's go," Smoker waved his hand and said with a cigar in his mouth. "It's a good thing if you catch more. None of those damn pirates are good, so they should all be imprisoned in Impel Down."

"That's not possible, the pushing city can't hold that much."

"Tch, then kill them all."

Greta flipped through two pages and unexpectedly found a reward notice inside: "The marksman who never misses a shooting opportunity and always hits the mark, Jesus Bu, the sniper of the Red-haired Pirates?"

"You are quite ambitious," Smoker crossed his arms in front of his chest and glanced at the reward notice, "That is Red Hair's subordinate, the man known as the King of Snipers. Are you interested in challenging him?"

"Hmm," Greta looked at his weapon carefully and said without raising her head, "It is every sniper's idea to challenge someone stronger. However, he looks like he is using a gun. It’s a type I’ve never seen before.”

Smoker looked at the black bow//crossbow protruding from her shoulder bag, and snorted softly: "Ha, the little girl still has a big dream, even though she is called the sniper "Butcher Bird" It’s quite loud, but if you want to challenge Jesus Bu, you’d better practice for more than ten years.”

Although she was hit mercilessly, Greta did not show any timid or embarrassed expression. Instead, she took out the reward order and stuffed it into her windbreaker pocket: "Then I'll give it to you first. Consider him a long-term target, I think I still have some talent and accomplishments in sniping, and I will try my best to make up for the rest."

"You really dare to talk nonsense. Whatever you want, let's see when you can send the Sniper King into the Impel Down City. The Navy will be happy to give you a large sum of money."

Greta picked up her backpack, said goodbye to them, and walked towards her boat against the warm moisture of the ocean current. The sea breeze blew her black hair and long coat, flying in the air like a free bird.

Although the road ahead of the messenger is long and difficult, Greta's heart is full of curiosity and motivation, encouraging her to fly to higher places.

The messenger's journey has just begun.