Chapter 160 The Wedding Robbery in Progress

A wedding ceremony for all nations.

As a guest of honor, Violet sat next to Morgans, watching him snap photos non-stop with his Den Den Mushi in hand.

"What a lavish wedding, so unforgettable!"

Luxurious, unforgettable… The journalist repeatedly used these two simple words to describe the wedding in front of him. It wasn’t that Morgans was a bastard who outsourced writing to his subordinates but stole the author’s name himself; it was just that the wedding in front of him was so shocking that it was beyond words.

Big Mom has many children and likes to expand her power through marriage. The Homies and Charlottes on Whole Cake Island are very skilled at how to hold a grand wedding.

However, Smoothie and Katakuri, who are getting married this time, also hold very high positions in Charlotte. It is also a rare double wedding. Even though the time was tight and the preparations were not sufficient, the scale and grandeur of this wedding were enough to make Morgans lose his usual eloquence.

"Vell." Morgans walked up to Vill and handed her the Den Den Mushi. "Would you like to try it?"

Cool, the photo mode is finally here!

Vera nodded, took the Den Den Mushi, and, mimicking Morgans' movements, began to control the uniquely shaped little device: "Is that so?"

“That’s right, aim at the scene you want to photograph, adjust the size of the Den Den Mushi’s pupils and the height of its eyes… Hmm, that’s right, then tap its shell on the side with your index finger to tell it to record the scene…”

“Very good, that’s it!” Morgans took the Den Den Mushi and had it project the photos that Vera had just taken. “Let’s take a look at what you just took. Not bad, the lens is not shaky and the image is not overexposed. For a new photographer, this is already excellent enough.”

"If you were an employee of the World Economic News, producing a piece like this for the first time would be enough for me to choose you as a key employee for training."

Morgans couldn't help but think to himself that an excellent swordsman is indeed an excellent photographer, since both jobs require equally high levels of accuracy, steadiness, and the ability to seize opportunities.

"Your words sound so much like a human-machine interface, like an NPC," Violet muttered to herself, while comparing the camera Den Den Mushi to a regular camera outside the game.

The game "Shipwrecked: Survival" always does a good job with these small details. Even the photo function, which is overused in other games, can be made to look interesting by the game designers.

Compared to ordinary cameras that only require adjusting aperture and focal length, Den Den Mushi cameras also need to take care of the Den Den Mushi's health and mood. Den Den Mushi will stop working when the temperature is too high or too low, and even the best photographers cannot take a decent picture of a Den Den Mushi in poor health.

In addition, if you want to film a battle between powerful individuals, you have to worry that the killing intent, sword energy, and domineering aura they release during the battle might scare the Den Den Mushi (snail communication device) into fainting or crashing.

After all, the residual power released after the clash of Conqueror's Haki is something even ordinary pirates might not be able to withstand, let alone a mere Den Den Mushi.

No wonder Morgans was so eager to cooperate with her. Only Conqueror's Haki can withstand Conqueror's Haki. In a battlefield involving high-level combat power, only a Conqueror's Haki user can protect a fragile Den Den Mushi.

The World Economic News does not have this kind of talent.

Well, aside from her, who experiences everything with a player's mindset, I think Morgans probably wouldn't find another person willing to use Conqueror's Haki on something like this... Hmm, actually Shanks is also an option. If Morgans had the courage to approach Shanks, that unreliable Yonko would have a high chance of agreeing.

Well, the premise is that Beckman has to be kept in the dark, and Shanks can't break or lose the Den Den Mushi beforehand.

It seems she's the most reliable one after all.

“It seems this little guy likes you quite a bit.” Morgans looked at the Den Den Mushi, which had drooped its head and entered a resting state since it wasn’t working. “This one is for you.”

This was the initial version of the Den Den Mushi that Morgans had sent to the entire world overnight after he had agreed to cooperate with Vera.

"It's still a little kid."

Violet can decorate it according to her own preferences and train some unique tacit understanding between them.

Morgans watched with a smile as Vera fiddled with the Den Den Mushi: "No need to rush, you can get to know each other slowly later."

Violet gave Morgans a look that said, "You don't understand," and asked with great concern, "Do you have any spare Den Den Mushi?"

Morgans paused for a moment: "...Yes, there is."

As a qualified journalist, Morgans naturally had a backup Den Den Mushi (snail phone) to deal with any unexpected situations.

"That's good."

Otherwise, Violet's goal of demonstrating her strength to intimidate the World Government would not be achieved!

Morgans looked at Vera with some oddness. Of course he would record the wedding of the two Sweet Commanders of the Big Mom Pirates, but why was her tone so strange?

Morgans felt a deep sense of unease, but with the loud sound of fireworks, the wedding had officially begun, and Morgans had no choice but to focus his attention on the ceremony.

This sight almost made Morgans burst out laughing.

The couple, Smoothie and Umit, were about to get married. Umit smiled happily as if the power of the world was within his grasp, while Smoothie stroked the sword next to her wedding dress with a blank expression, seemingly lost in thought.

Stussy and Katakuri were a couple. Stussy would occasionally take out a small mirror to admire the necklace around her neck. Clearly, the rare ruby ​​was more attractive to her than the groom-to-be beside her.

As for Katakuri, more than half of his face was covered by a scarf, and his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadow of his amaranth-red hair. Unless Morgans suddenly awakened his mind-reading ability, it would be impossible for him to understand what Katakuri was thinking at this moment.

"MAMA, my children, and my friends, welcome to today's wedding!"

Charlotte Linlin looked at the two couples standing not far away: "Now is the most anticipated moment... the unveiling of the wedding cake!"

The strong Homies pushed a heavy cart, on which sat a wobbly, sixteen-tiered wedding cake.

Looking at the two enormous wedding cakes pushed in front of her, Lingling greedily licked her lips.

"MAMA! The best wedding cake ever!"

The long bread made a gesture, and the Homies responsible for delivering the wedding cake immediately took several steps back in unison, lest the mother, in her excitement while eating the cake, accidentally swallow them along with it.

"It's amazing," Stuart remarked, watching Lingling devour the enormous cake, which was several times larger than herself. "Sometimes, Lingling's appetite is truly enviable."

Katakuri glanced at Stussy but didn't reply.

“Really.” Stusi rubbed his temples. “Even though everyone knows that our marriage is a loveless union, you should at least put on a show in front of everyone.”

Katakuri: "There's no need."

Is it unnecessary?

Stussy raised an eyebrow. As a keen intelligence operative, she had a feeling that Katakuri's words were implied.

After thinking for a moment, Stusi carefully placed the sea stone lipstick in his palm.

Lingling stepped onto the thundercloud named Zeus and flew into the air, rapidly devouring the two towering, castle-like cakes. The cakes disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, making one wonder how Lingling managed to stuff a cake several times larger than herself into her body.

"Ah—MAMA!" Lingling exclaimed with a pure and joyful smile, "A wedding cake is the most perfect dessert in the world!"

They ate it all?!

Violet looked at the two cake trays that were now just a mess and sighed inwardly.

Hopefully, exercising right after eating won't affect Big Mom's appetite in the future.

Violet stood up, grabbed Morgans by the collar, and pulled him up.

Morgans: "Huh?"

“The moment to test your skills and expertise has arrived,” Violet smiled at him. “Don’t forget the shooting technique you just taught me—don’t let your hands shake.”

After saying that, Violet threw Morgans backward without even looking at how awkwardly the birdman flapped his wings before falling headfirst. Without hesitation, she untied the restraints on the Shadow Sword and pulled it out. At the same time, her unique Conqueror's Haki rushed straight towards the figure still standing on the thundercloud!

The raging Conqueror's Haki turned the already twilight sky a blood-red hue, instantly waking Lingling from her blissful reverie of eating her wedding cake. She angrily turned to look in the direction where Violet was.

"Wei-er-"

Just a moment ago, Lingling was as happy and innocent as a child. In this moment, she transformed into a cruel Queen of Calamity. The white clouds with cute smiles under her feet gradually turned gray, and then turned into a thick, pure black in an instant. Thick purple currents coiled around the black clouds. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her mouth and eyes were as red as flowing magma.

Adorning the top of the wedding hall, Prometheus, round like a duck egg yolk, also flew upwards. As it gradually approached Lingling, Prometheus's rounded appearance rolled like boiling water, forming wave after wave of flames.

Its originally warm yellow body continued to brighten as the heat increased, until it finally flew to Lingling's side and resembled a second sun hanging in the sky. Ordinary people would be blinded if they looked directly at it without any protection.

Lingling's pink pirate hat twitched twice, and the skull embroidered on it glared angrily in Violet's direction. Then, with a bang, it leaped up and transformed in mid-air into a massive sword that was large enough to match Lingling's size.

Lingling, standing on thunderclouds and surrounded by raging flames, charged towards Violet with her longsword in hand.

"you--"

The terrifying killing intent terrified the other guests at Violet's table, causing them to cry. Violet looked at the weeping lady and the gentleman who fainted with his eyes rolled back, and helplessly took out "The Summoning of Tentacles" and threw these innocent people, who had no ability to protect themselves, out like the toss of Morgans.

Fortunately, due to their mother's food cravings, the Homies and Charlottes on Whole Cake Island have considerable experience in handling emergencies, especially evacuating innocent people.

Lingling had already arrived in front of Violet. The flames had made the air exceptionally dry, and the electric currents that moved around caused a few strands of Violet's black hair to float against gravity.

"Are you provoking me, Violet?"

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Author's Note: Morgans: Why does Mihawk prefer farming to photography? [shy]