Chapter 90 A Good Colleague on the High Seas
"An island, the island owner?!"
Chopper looked at Violet with surprise and doubt, whose dark circles were even more exaggerated than Law's overnight: "Are you... alright?"
“Okay—” Violet replied weakly, “Okay—very—ah.”
Chopper, seeing Violet's lifeless eyes, jumped up and ran towards Law at top speed: "Law, something terrible has happened! The island lord seems to be having a mental breakdown!!!"
Ah, R'lyeh is quite lively this morning.
Blue blue blue...
Robin answered the phone: "Hello, this is the R'lyeh Fruits and Vegetables hotline customer service. How can I help you?"
"Um, you mean you're a resident of R'lyeh... Ginny?"
On the day Robin decided to become a member of R'lyeh, Law and Sabo explained the current composition and development of R'lyeh to her. Robin, who has had a photographic memory since childhood, was naturally familiar with the name.
"Island Master, it's Miss Ginny on the phone!"
Vera, who was being forced to sit on a rock to undergo Luo's "cognitive examination," quickly got up and ran to the Den Den Mushi.
"Ginny, Ginny, how's it going? Is everything alright?"
On the other end of the Den Den Mushi, Ginny looked at the Den Den Mushi in her palm with black eyes that mimicked its owner's, and could almost imagine the expectant expression on Val's face.
"Thanks to Mr. Teach's protection, the journey went smoothly."
It's hard to say whether it was Teach's appearance, which perfectly matched the public's stereotypical image of a vicious pirate, or the overwhelming intimidation of the Whitebeard Pirates' flag that made Ginny and her crew's journey so incredibly smooth, carrying a ship full of precious fresh fruits and vegetables.
"And Mr. Lucci and Mr. Teach get along quite well."
Lucci?
Kaku, who was watering the snowball fire extinguisher and casually added some fuel to it, subtly slowed down upon hearing this and perked up his ears.
"Really? That's a good thing."
Both being local specialties brought by Namur, Luchi's adaptability was far worse than Kaku's.
While Kaku had already learned to find work for himself and embarked on the path to becoming a fine horseman of R'lyeh... cough cough, an islander, Lucci hadn't even found the gate yet.
Violet originally thought that Lucci would definitely try to escape or cause trouble during this trip, but she didn't expect him to not do so?
So, it's not that Lucci dislikes R'lyeh, but rather that he prefers being a salesperson to working in the business department?
Violet couldn't help but recall Lucci's withdrawn manner—he never spoke a word, never used an umbrella in the rain, always wore a hat even on cloudy days, and often talked to birds… Well, appearances can be deceiving.
Since Lucci enjoys going out, and Mr. Teach completed his first escort mission so perfectly, Vera thought that they could team up and go out together more often in the future.
After all, a good workplace environment and good relationships with colleagues can motivate employees to work harder for her.
Without Vera saying a word, Ginny could guess what decision the island lord would make after she had said those words.
Ginny glanced up at Lucci and Teach, who had drugged each other and were now collapsed on the ship, glaring at each other from food poisoning, and said with an unchanged smile, "Yes, that's a good thing."
The wicked will be punished by the wicked, which is certainly the best thing in the world.
Hearing the gentle female voice not far away, Teach knew that the revolutionary army member named Ginny was talking to Val.
Feeling the intense cramping pain in his abdomen, Teach glanced at Lucci lying not far away with a gloomy expression.
Heaven knows, Teach initially just wanted to complete this escort mission smoothly and without making any mistakes. As long as there was no news about the Dark-Dark Fruit, he would remain a senior, strong, and unambitious good son in the Second Division.
But from the very first day he was away from R'lyeh, that guy named Lucci began to subtly probe him, probing into his past, observing his expressions, and pondering his thoughts.
Any ordinary person would feel uncomfortable being stared at like that, let alone Teach, who already has secrets and ulterior motives that cannot be revealed.
If it weren't for the certainty that the entire Whitebeard Pirates had been completely fooled by his decades-long disguise, Teach would have suspected that Lucci was deliberately left by Marco to monitor him.
Just when Teach was about to reach her breaking point with the ever-present, watchful gaze, Lucci made her move.
On a dark and stormy night, Lu Qi found him during a break between shifts and spoke to him in a rather persuasive and seductive tone.
"Whitebeard is old and it's time for him to step down. Are you content to be his son for the rest of your life? Don't you have any ambition to dominate the world?"
Teach, who was indeed unwilling to be Whitebeard's son for the rest of his life and who also harbored ambitions to dominate the region, said: "..."
Lucci thought he was manipulating people's hearts and uncovering the hidden ambitions of an "honest man".
Teach thought Lucci had figured something out and was testing him to see if his disguise would be exposed.
So one person desperately tries to persuade the other, saying "I'm doing this for your own good," while the other desperately tries to avoid the situation, saying "Sorry, I'm just a lazy bum."
Both intelligent people had reached their brains' limit, and their verbal sparring was so intense that it made no progress other than making them drink water like crazy the next day.
But is Lucci someone who gives up so easily?
Of course not. Since the soft approach didn't work, Lucci quickly changed his mind and prepared to use a hard approach. He planned to drug Teach, this "unambitious" guy who "had been stuck in the bottom line for a long time without becoming a division commander," kidnap him, frame him for Violet's crime, and then put Violet in a confrontation with the Whitebeard Pirates who were fiercely protective of their child!
But for some reason, he drugged the food several times, either putting it on food that Teach disliked so much that he wouldn't eat a single bite, or the drugged food was inexplicably spilled away.
Teach, who racked his brains to evade several assassination attempts without revealing himself: ...
Even the most good-tempered person would get angry after being drugged so many times, let alone Teach, who is inherently wicked.
So he decided to fight back.
And that's how it turned out. The two of them were both drugged by the other and could only lie helplessly on the boat, like corpses.
Ginny's voice continued from not far away: "Business is going very well. Mr. Tezzolo has arranged for us to exchange it for gold that is easy to liquidate."
"I'll be back in a little over a week. Don't worry, remember to bring gifts for the island owner and everyone."
Accompanied by a cheerful exclamation from behind the Den Den Mushi—Lucci seemed to hear Kaku's voice as well—Ginny hung up the phone, stood up, picked up her binoculars, and gazed into the distance.
"Ah, there's a small island not far away."
Ginny smiled at the two of them: "It seems we can stop there for a while and see if there are any reliable doctors who can alleviate your symptoms."
As for the honey ointment the island lord left her as a backup? No matter how much ointment there is, it can't withstand their poisoning three times a day.
So you should see a doctor.
Go to the island?
Upon hearing Ginny's words, Teach and Lucci exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing identical malice and scheming towards each other.
Clearly, a new round of struggle between the two "good colleagues" is about to begin.
Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away, another pair of "former colleagues" had just gotten through on the phone.
"Mushi Mushi... This is Borsalino, may I ask who you are?"
"You can't even recognize your old friend's Den Den Mushi? That's really sad."
“How terrifying…” Borsalino’s gentle, harmless drooping eyes swept over the anti-eavesdropping Den Den Mushi and the signal-blocking Den Den Mushi on the table. “If Sengoku-san heard this, I might lose my position as a vice admiral.”
"After all, being good friends with the revolutionary Long sounds pretty impressive."
"Haha." The dragon on the other end of the Den Den Mushi laughed heartily twice. "I'll take this as a compliment to my achievements."
"I heard that Kuzan accidentally used his Devil Fruit power while apologizing for suddenly barging into the Celestial Dragons' slave selection event, which resulted in all the slaves being released. As a result, he is being punished by Sengoku to hunt down pirates all over the world according to the bounty on his bounty, from lowest to highest."
“Yeah.” Borsalino scratched his head. “Kuzan is too careless. It must be because he relies too much on his Devil Fruit powers and neglects his basic training. He needs to suffer a bit and rebuild his foundation.”
Although he already knew that this so-called "punishment" was just to temporarily put Kuzan in a state of "unpredictability" to avoid possible retaliation from the Celestial Dragons, Dragon still almost couldn't hold back when he heard Borsalino say these words so seriously.
Long coughed twice: "I'm calling to remind you of something."
"Isn't the World Government stretching its reach a bit too far into the Navy?"
Borsalino placed the Den Den Mushi on the table and began filing his nails: "Oh?"
"Do you still know where that CP member Kuzan brought back is now?"
Borsalino paused in his actions: "That's a strange question. She's a World Government employee, not a prisoner. How would I know where she is?"
"...You're not old enough to call yourself an old man yet, are you?" This made him, who was of the same generation as Borsalino, seem like someone from an old era who was about to retire.
Long felt that his career had only just begun, and he was prepared to dedicate himself to the revolutionary cause for decades to come!
"Oh, really? But I don't think there's anything wrong with that title." Borsalino's tone fluctuated. "You, who are from the same era as me, suddenly became enthusiastic about taking care of your favorite juniors when you reached a certain age, didn't you?"
The reason Tete called was because he was worried that the guy named Violet was being targeted by the World Government.
The dragon's breath hitched.
Although I didn't expect to be able to keep it a secret for long, Borsalino is as perceptive as ever.
"The Navy and the World Government have already set their sights on her?"
“Who knows?” Borsalino narrowed his eyes. “After all, I am neither Sakazuki nor Kuzan.”
Therefore, Borsalino, who vaguely realized that Whitebeard's change in condition was related to Vale, would neither proactively share his speculation with Sengoku nor rush out to cover for her like Kuzan did.
But did Kuzan really fail to achieve his goal?
I initially thought that making such a move that would throw the maritime situation out of balance was just youthful arrogance, but now it seems that there was also some confidence in their own strength involved.
Young people these days are really scary.
Borsalino: "I'll pretend nothing happened this afternoon."
"Oh, thank you very much."
"You're welcome. Consider it a small token of appreciation for a former colleague."
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Author's Note: Blackbeard: Meeting Lucci was truly my downfall! [Angry][Angry]
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