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Chapter 69: Vivi's Identity
"Weren't you drunk too? What are you doing here...?"
Several people below, who had been drinking with Zoro at the banquet, asked incoherently, their faces full of disbelief.
They had witnessed this man drink a huge group of people under the table, only to be seemingly drunk under the table himself by his two female companions.
"As a swordsman, I will never let myself be controlled by alcohol."
Zoro snorted coldly, raised his sword, and pointed it directly at Igaram in front of him.
"You bounty hunters have about 100 people here, right?"
"Baroque Works, I'll take you all on alone."
Hearing this, a gasp of surprise ran through the crowd below.
This swordsman not only knew they were bounty hunters but also knew the organization behind them.
Igaram and Vivi exchanged a surprised glance; the situation before them had flustered these two who were determined to return home.
What is going on?
Could this swordsman be someone sent by the boss to test them?
"You... how do you know the name of our company?"
Beside him, a terrified Mr. 9 opened his mouth wide and asked loudly.
"Don't worry about how I know. I just want to tell you that with me here, none of you will be able to harm anyone today."
Before he had even finished speaking...
Zoro leapt down from the roof, brandishing his swords and charging into the crowd like two white blades cutting through the night sky.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, several bounty hunters fell to the ground.
"What?! He charged in!"
"Kill him right here!"
The crowd instantly fell into chaos.
Zoro blended into the crowd like a vengeful ghost. Every swing of his sword cut down a large number of enemies, and he would vanish into the darkness the next second, skillfully dodging the dense hail of bullets and blades.
Under the cover of night, he single-handedly subdued over a hundred soldiers who were powerless to fight back, their painful screams rising and falling.
Igaram held Vivi tightly behind him, watching the battlefield with a serious expression.
As captain of the Alabasta Royal Guard, Igaram was naturally powerful, and he soon spotted Zoro's figure.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The long curly hair on both sides of his head suddenly spread open, revealing six gun muzzles that sprayed dense bullets!
However.
The figure deflected all the bullets with the back of his blades, his speed undiminished. In the blink of an eye, he circled behind Igaram.
"Looking to die!"
Igaram's heart tightened. He spun around violently, raising his guns to aim at the figure. Just as he was about to fire again, the expression on his face suddenly froze.
He saw it then...
A girl with long light blue hair tied up looked terrified, her body trembling with fear.
All because a strangely colored blade was pressed against her snow-white neck.
"I mean, this person seems very important to you, right?"
The green-haired swordsman looked at Igaram, whose expression was extremely grim, a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.
Even a pirate hunter with a bounty of 15 million didn't have the confidence to face 100 bounty hunters from the Grand Line head-on.
Therefore.
His initial goal was actually to take Igaram hostage to intimidate the hundred or so people before him.
However, during the attack, he accidentally discovered that this man seemed to care exceptionally for the girl behind him.
I wonder if it's because we both have blue hair.
Zoro developed a strong curiosity about this blue-haired girl's identity.
For a bounty hunter leader to be so distracted by someone meant her identity was likely extremely special.
...
Meanwhile.
Hearing the sounds of fighting, Ganyu and Nami, who were in the cabin, immediately took action.
Relying on Nami's keen sense for treasure and gold, they quickly looted a vast amount of wealth from the town.
They plundered everything from the savings of ordinary bounty hunters to the private stashes of Baroque Works members like Mr. 9 and Miss Monday, even confiscating the funds Igaram and Vivi had prepared for rebuilding their kingdom.
In short, whether in the original story or now, they were the only ones helping Vivi save her country.
Ganyu felt there was nothing wrong with collecting an "advance payment."
It went without saying that Nami had no hesitation in stealing the belongings of this group of bounty hunters who wanted their heads.
Soon.
Each carrying a heavy burlap sack, they quietly transported the treasure back to the Going Merry.
"About how many berries are these treasures worth?"
In the cabin, Ganyu looked at Nami, who was lying on the pile of treasure counting money, and couldn't help but ask amusingly.
"Hmm! About 10 million berries!"
Nami sat up excitedly, her eyes sparkling. "Counting the ship's reserves, we now have about 25 million berries!"
Before arriving at Whiskey Peak, their ship already carried 15 million berries.
Of this 15 million, 5 million came from Buggy's treasury, and the remaining 10 million was partly looted from the Black Cat Pirates' ship and partly stolen from Arlong Park.
In fact, Nami had previously raised 100 million berries alone, wanting to buy back Cocoyasi Village from Arlong.
But after the Straw Hat Pirates helped her defeat Arlong and his gang, she left that 100 million berries to her hometown to help it recover from years of exploitation.
"Ganyu, why don't we just run away with the money?"
Nami was ecstatic, grabbing Ganyu's hand and saying, "With this much money, the two of us couldn't spend it all in a lifetime!"
Bonk.
"Don't say things like that. If Luffy and Zoro heard you, they would take it seriously."
Hearing this, Ganyu couldn't help but tap her on the head, even though she knew Nami was joking.
"Hehe, but you're the only one here."
Nami chuckled, hugging Ganyu's soft arm and snuggling up to her like a cat.
"Alright, we should head back now."
Ganyu let her do as she pleased, her expression gentle as she reached out to stroke Nami's orange hair.
She suddenly realized that having a different body wasn't so bad.
At least, if her past self had traveled to this world, she would absolutely not have been treated so affectionately by Nami.
After tidying up for a while, the two disembarked, only to hear a deafening roar:
"Zoro! What did you do to the people on this island?!"
Hearing this...
Both of their expressions changed.
Oh no, Luffy is awake!
...
"Let Miss Wednesday go. Everything is negotiable; we haven't reached the point where we have to fight to the death."
Igaram looked at the green-haired swordsman holding a blade to Princess Vivi, a hint of imperceptible panic in his eyes.
Damn it, why did he have to choose Vivi!
Could it be that he has already discovered Vivi's true identity?
It is said that panic leads to chaos, and Igaram, captain of the Royal Guard who had hidden his identity for years, was no exception.
At this moment, his mind was in turmoil, constantly trying to figure out Zoro's identity.
The more I look at him, the more I feel this man is no ordinary pirate.
"That's right! Let Miss Wednesday go! If you have the guts, come fight me one-on-one!"
Beside him, Vivi's partner, Mr. 9, who still didn't know her true identity, also angrily rebuked Zoro.
Zoro glanced at the two men, noticing the vastly different expressions on their faces.
He looked at Igaram and smiled slightly.
"Releasing her is no problem, but I'm curious, what exactly is her identity? What makes you mercenary, cold-blooded bounty hunters care so much about her?"
Zoro himself had been a bounty hunter and naturally understood the personality of this group very well.
They were no different from pirates; they were desperate people who cared for nothing but fame and fortune.
"What else could she be! She is my partner, Miss Wednesday!" Mr. 9 shouted first.
Zoro ignored him and continued to stare at Igaram, who had fallen silent, his expression growing increasingly serious.
Could this be the 'big thing' that woman mentioned?
Just then.
A frivolous voice suddenly rang out:
"Fool, her identity is far less simple than you think!"
"Who is it!" Mr. 9 turned around angrily.
A man and a woman slowly walked into the town.
The man had an afro, wore sunglasses, and looked entirely like a rock singer.
In the dead of night, the woman held a parasol, wore a yellow rounded hat, and was unusually tall.
As soon as Igaram and Mr. 9 saw these two, their faces changed dramatically, and they exclaimed in unison:
"Mr. 5! Miss Valentine!"