bookbashuk Chapter 136 was all done by the black-robed hunters.
Chapter 136 was all done by the black-robed hunters.
Chapter 136 was all done by the black-robed hunters.
Yelena pulled out Señor's arrest warrant from her pocket, stared at the photo for two seconds, and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.
Why is today the middle of the month?
There are still more than half a month until the item refreshes. By the time the first of next month arrives, the death time limit will have long passed.
With Señor's resilience and physical condition, he must be quite good; he might even gain three or four attribute points.
Pity.
She haphazardly tore up the wanted poster and dragged the corpse toward the bay.
If your enemy is delivered right to your doorstep, you have no choice but to kill him, or you'll be filled with resentment.
"You're back. It's been ringing ever since."
Just as Yelena returned to the ship, Robin approached, holding a Den Den Mushi (snail phone).
The snail's shell is covered with pink and white stripes, it wears red sunglasses, and has an arrogant and irritating expression.
She recognized at a glance who it was imitating.
"Then let's accept it."
As soon as she said that, everyone crowded around.
Mr. 9 looked excited. "Are we about to face the Seven Warlords of the Sea?"
Miss Monday showed no fear on her face. "The Seven Warlords of the Sea are, in the end, just pirates."
Icarum held his breath.
A fighting spirit rose in Vivi's eyes.
"It's just a phone call, don't make it sound like a face-to-face negotiation." Yelena pressed the answer button.
There was a two-second silence on the other end of the Den Den Mushi, then a sticky, gooey voice suddenly came through, like snot that had come to life.
"It's working? Dover! It's working! Dover! Dover!"
"Señor? Is that you?"
The snotty guy, or that guy named Torebol, must have moved closer to the Den Den Mushi, and as he spoke, the Den Den Mushi started spitting out saliva.
The group quickly distanced themselves from it.
"Señor?"
A shrill voice came from the other end, "Stop shouting, Señor's Vivre Card just burned to ashes, he's dead too."
"What?! Who's that guy over there?"
"Perhaps they are our enemies," Doflamingo's voice came through the Den Den Mushi. "Perhaps they are those useless people who went to the East Blue with us."
"Hey you over there, state your name."
The group looked at Yelena, who smiled and winked at her companions.
"Ahem, my name is Edward Shanks, you can call me White Hair."
"Why does this name sound so familiar?" Torrepol didn't stray far from the Den Den Mushi.
Doflamingo paused for a moment, then sneered, "Familiar naming style. You were the one who caused a ruckus at the underground auction in North Sea two years ago and stole the Devil Fruit, weren't you? Why not give me a more impressive name, the Black Robe Hunter?"
Robin and the others all looked over, their eyes clearly saying, "You've been exposed."
Yelena's smile remained unchanged. Everyone knew that she was responsible for what happened in Spider Eri; it couldn't be kept secret any longer.
Ming was also confused; her name was nowhere near as prestigious as the one he had just mentioned.
"Kuralalalala, I'm White Hair, please give me some face and be my son."
"Pfft—cough cough, you guys continue, don't mind me." Weiwei covered her mouth.
Yelena glanced at her. Was this girl's sense of humor really that low? She should have known better than to talk to her about the Four Emperors.
"—Are you kidding me?" Doflamingo's voice trembled slightly, clearly as he struggled to suppress his anger.
"What do you think?" Yelena smiled, the angrier her enemy was, the happier she was.
Including Señor and Deringer, five family officials have died at her hands, and she has collected a huge sum of interest.
"How did you know our people went to the East China Sea?" Clearly, Doflamingo didn't want to waste time on titles.
"Perhaps there's a traitor within your ranks."
That doesn't seem wrong, since in Doflamingo's eyes, Law is a traitor.
"One last question, what about Tosegnol and Deringer's bodies?"
"They sank into the sea with the ship. Don't worry, you'll join them someday."
Before Doflamingo could respond, Trebol spoke up first: "Kid, do you know who you're talking to?"
"Oh, I almost forgot, and you too. Just wait in the new world, I'll be there soon to chop your heads off."
After making those harsh remarks, Yelena quickly cut off the communication, pried the snail out of the telephone device, and handed it to Mr. 9.
"Take it and release it back into the wild."
We'll smash the ship later, and nothing from the Don Quixote family will be left.
Clap, clap, clap. "Congratulations on successfully making enemies of two Shichibukai." Robin clapped lightly, her eyes filled with admiration.
Yelena winked at her. "The one I have a grudge against is the black-robed hunter. What does that have to do with me, Yelena?"
To avoid trouble when you're out and about, you should have multiple small accounts.
One day, when she walks up to Ming Ge, he won't even recognize her. Just imagining her suddenly attacking and Ming Ge's bewildered expression is quite amusing.
After the matter in Rogge Town was settled, Yelena planned to leave as soon as possible and head to Cocoyasi Village to find the fishman Arlong.
"Where are the Konom Islands? What are you going there for?"
In the naval branch colonel's office, Smoker leaned back in his chair, his legs propped up on the desk, two cigars dangling from his mouth, continuously releasing smoke.
"Go hunt pirates. Don't say you don't have any; you should have collected sea charts of most of the East Blue."
Yelena frowned, her domineering aura transforming into a gentle breeze that instantly dispelled the surrounding smoke.
Tashigi's eyes lit up, and she secretly gave her a thumbs up.
"Hey, what do you think Conqueror's Haki is?" Smoker twitched his lips, revealing a somewhat exasperated expression.
He walked to the filing cabinet in the corner of the room. "Tashigi, stop snickering, come and look with me."
Ten minutes later, Smoker came over with a simple nautical chart.
"As far as I know, there is a naval branch near these islands, and no pirates should dare to station themselves there."
"Perhaps the navy there has been bribed by pirates, preventing the news from getting out."
Smoker paused in handing over the nautical chart. "If that's the case, where did you get this information from?"
Swish!
Yelena exerted a little force with her wrist and instantly pulled the chart away.
Where do you get the confidence to compete with me in strength?
"No comment." Yelena turned and left. "Thanks."
"Wait!" Smoker took a Den Den Mushi from his desk. "If it's really as you say, that the Navy and pirates are colluding, please contact me. I'll investigate it myself."
Yelena laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid of embarrassing the Navy by asking an outsider for help?"
"Justice is not for the sake of saving face," Smoker said firmly.
"That's right. Then hurry up and settle the bounty; we're about to set sail."
Yelena clapped her hands, a look of annoyance flashing across her face; she had almost forgotten the important matter.
Shortly after returning to Loguetown docks, they encountered a pirate ship docking. When Miss Monday brought the pirate captain before her, she understood perfectly why the East Blue was called the Sea of Peace.
The pirates here are of very low quality.
Where does a pirate with an eight million bounty get the confidence to venture into the Grand Line?
Fortunately, she didn't come to the East China Sea to earn a bounty, otherwise the trip would probably have been too costly. The people on her ship were well-fed, clothed, and treated quite well.
"Tashigi, take her to get the money."
"Yes."
After receiving the bounty, Tashigi escorted Yelena all the way to the dock.
"When you return to the Grand Line, you must stay in Loguetown for a few more days!" Tashigi looked longingly at the weapons at Yelena and Vivi's waists.
"During this time, I will do my best to master the swordsmanship you have taught me, and I will ask you for guidance again when we meet again."
"Don't just focus on practicing swordsmanship. The most important thing is physical strength and power. Weak and feeble strikes won't defeat a strong enemy," Yelena reminded her.
Tashigi nodded vigorously and saw Yelena and the others off.
Two weeks later, their ship docked in a port town to resupply.
"There are so few pirates in the East Blue. Since leaving Loguetown, I've only encountered one pirate crew, with a bounty of less than five million, and they were taken care of in no time." Mr. 9 leaned on the railing, staring blankly at the other ships on the dock with a bored expression. "I just got my powers not long ago, and I want to get used to them more."
Yelena turned her head, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes. "How about I fight you?"
Robin and the others went shopping, and she was feeling bored, so she decided to test the power of her newly devised sword technique.
"No, no, no!" Mr. 9's head swayed, leaving afterimages. "I'm afraid that, like last time, I'll be knocked unconscious by you before I can even set up the barrier."
"I'll let you make the first move."
Yelena straightened up and placed her hand on the hilt of her sword.
Just as she was about to draw her sword, her expression changed, and she turned to look at the distant sea.
The silhouette of a sailboat gradually became clearer.
"Stop hiding, your sparring partner is here."
"Really?" Mr. 9 popped out from behind the mast, shading his eyes with his hand as he excitedly gazed at the pirate ship in the distance.
As it drew closer to the dock, the townspeople gradually came into view of the patterns on the sails.
"Pirates?!"
"Everyone, run!"
The bustling docks were thrown into chaos as everyone dropped what they were doing and rushed into the town.
But there are exceptions.
Yelena's gaze lingered on a furtive-looking person.
A person completely covered up walked against the flow of people to the edge of the dock. The sea breeze blew open her hat, revealing a hint of orange.
She pulled her hat brim down and plunged into a pile of clutter in the corner, completely concealing her figure.