Chapter 102 – Whiskey Peak Becomes a Sword-Training Ground
For some reason, the moment Mr. 8 decided to go through with the plan, the blue-haired girl felt a chill crawl up her spine.
That unease almost made her speak up and beg him to call it off.
But then she remembered promotion… higher access… better chance to uncover the boss's identity…
For Alabasta's sake, she swallowed the warning.
Mr. 8 finished his final briefing.
"Everyone stay sharp. These aren't normal rookies!"
"Don't blow our cover!"
Meanwhile,
the Libra cut through the mist surrounding the island and officially entered Whiskey Peak waters.
And then…
"WHOOOAAA!!"
"Fresh Grand Line pirates?!"
"We LOVE you guys!"
"Welcome to Whiskey Peak!!"
Hundreds of "friendly locals" lined both sides of the canal, waving like they were greeting long-lost family.
Too bad Crocus had already warned them.
Nami and the girls stared at the cheering crowd like they were watching clowns juggle fire while wearing gasoline pants.
The performance was so bad it was funny.
So the "warm welcome" got… crickets.
'…What the hell?'
'Did they see through us already?'
The over-acting cadres felt their smiles freeze.
Normally rookies ate this up and passed out drunk in ten minutes flat.
But every face on that ship wore faint, mocking grins.
Eyes full of open contempt.
While the Baroque agents were internally panicking,
a new voice took over.
"Bah bah bah~"
The crowd parted.
A tall man with ridiculous golden curls strutted forward.
"Welcome, brave sailors, to this town that belongs to pirates!"
"Anyone bold enough to challenge this demonic sea is a true man of the ocean in our eyes!"
The crowd roared again, as if he'd said something profound.
"I am the mayor of this town. On behalf of all residents, I welcome you!!"
Perfect gentleman act. Zero pirate vibes.
Still didn't move a single person on the Libra.
"Uh…"
Mr. 8 (secretly Igaram) started sweating).
Even he was losing confidence.
The blue-haired girl in the back felt her dread turn into cold reality.
She had known from the start: you don't mess with 120-million rookies.
Too late now.
Every emotion on her face showed up crystal-clear in Aike's Observation Haki.
He decided to stop toying with them.
"You've got an Alabasta Log Pose, right?"
"Hand it over and I might let you and the little princess walk away."
"?!"
Igaram's face went white as paper.
He was made!
And Princess Vivi had been made too!
Cold sweat poured down his back.
Even the dumbest agent now realized the jig was up.
Friendly smiles flipped to open greed, lust, and killing intent.
Every vice pirates were known for, these "bounty hunters" wore proudly.
No wonder the Marines called them hyenas.
"Kuina, Tashigi."
Aike didn't even bother with Conqueror's.
These were small fry.
"Practicing swordsmanship is all well and good, but real swordsmanship is forged in blood."
"You've trained long enough. Let your blades taste some today."
"Yes, sir!"
Kuina answered instantly, fire in her eyes.
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