One Piece: My Villain Identity Has Been Exposed

Episode 137

"Do you want to kill me? Being able to die in the hands of the beloved is also a relief. You can kill me, but you need to do something for me."

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

Sherlock frowned.

"The time on this island is only relatively static, so they can't be resurrected. Everything involved in the relationship with the beloved can be liberated in the end. True death, the beloved, you are the key to breaking the curse."

Bells took another sip of coffee.

Sherlock reached out his hand and grabbed Bells by the neck.

Willie Pope looked at Sherlock nervously, and subconsciously pulled out his sword.

Bells waved his haggard hand and motioned Willie not to intervene.

"Do you think I won't kill you?"

Sherlock's eyes flashed a bit of coldness, and a voice rang in his mind.

Kill him, kill him, kill him.

Sherlock froze for a second, then suddenly let go.

This voice was not from Pipisia, it was his own voice.

"Since you want to die so, how can I make you do it?"

Bells lost support for a while and fell to the ground. Willie Pop hurried over to help him up:

"Master Bishop, are you okay?"

"Nothing."

"For people like you, continuing to live in pain is the greatest punishment."

Sherlock turned and prepared to leave. He turned his back to Bells and said coldly.

"If you use your ability again on my companion, I won't let you go."

"The favored one, if you don't agree to me, your companions will not be able to get out of this twilight island. Most of them are now believers of the phoenix. Forcibly leaving, they will only become Devil Fruits."

Bells said leisurely.

"Yes, for them, I will think of a way, but I will not accept the identity of this shit favorite, nor will I help you."

Sherlock said coldly, and left directly.

"In the trial three days later, even if you don't promise me now, you will promise me then."

Bells whispered to himself.

Out of the main classroom, Sherlock went to the dormitory of the church. He also followed two priests behind him.

Tihanna swayed and appeared in the corridor.

She took off the cap of the cloak, revealing long purple hair and a beautiful face.

"Tihana? Why did you follow."

Sherlock raised her brows slightly, and this woman with a very good figure and face can attract a man's attention wherever she goes.

In the spacious aisle, several male clergymen looked at her sideways and couldn't help swallowing.

"You gave me your heart, of course I will follow you."

Tihanna laughed.

"It's the heart, please don't talk so ambiguously."

Sherlock said and walked straight forward.

Tihanna followed his footsteps with a smile, "What? Afraid your little girlfriend will be jealous?"

"It's good to know, I already have a family, and I ask the lady to respect myself."

Sherlock said lightly.

The corners of Tihanna's mouth raised: "A man with a family is more attractive."

"Your three views need to be reshaped, madam, I still have something to do. If you don't have anything to say, I won't be with you."

Sherlock shook his head.

Tihanna stroked her chin:

"It's really something. I heard that your crew has died a lot. If you need to add it, I should be qualified to enter with my strength?"

"You want to join?"

Sherlock stopped, he really needed people urgently now.

"Not only me, but Bedma."

Tihanna stepped aside, and Bedma walked out slowly.

"why?"

Sherlock could understand why Tihanna had to follow her, but she couldn't understand what Bedma sang.

Bedma, known as the Death Singer, said:

"Because you can definitely take us out of here."

Sherlock was stunned, "Take a dangerous person like you out, doesn't it add chaos to the world?"

"If it is dangerous, you are more dangerous than me. You are from the same place as the guy who claims to be a god. If I guess right, it must not be a good place, right?"

Bedma said.

Sherlock frowned, and the abyss was indeed not a good place.

"Bring him."

Pipicia suggested,

"Isn't he short of people on the evil name?"

"But I don't know his details, what if it is a pervert murderer?"

Sherlock hesitated.

"Bedma, 46 years old this year, was abandoned when he was born because of his ugly appearance. Later, he was picked up by the orphanage. When he was 3 years old, he sang for the first time, which caused the death of everyone in the orphanage. The locals suspected that he had eaten. Devil Fruit, but he hadn’t eaten it at all, so he was caught by the Human Body Research Institute for experimentation. The body is still in the laboratory. It has been kept in the laboratory for 43 years. The Bedma created on the island of twilight has the same Ability and memory, desire for freedom, and the nature is not bad, you decide for the rest."

Pipicia gave a brief account of Bedma's experience.

Sherlock nodded slightly:

"Well, then you just follow me, but I won't pay you wages, and there are a few rules that must be followed on my boat."

Sherlock patted Bedma on the shoulder, feeling that the big man's body was also pitiful.

"First, you are not allowed to sing on the boat."

"Second, it is not allowed to sing in other places without my permission."

"Third, don't hurt your companions."

"Fourth, you need to listen to me in everything you do."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he glanced at the clergy following him.

"Please arrange accommodation for these two."

The hotels and hostels around here are almost destroyed. Living in the Holy Light Cathedral is indeed the best choice.

"Yes, my favored one."

A white-robed clergyman left with the witch Dihana and Bedma.

The other led Sherlock to his room.

"My Excellency, you will be tried in three days. Please feel wronged to live here temporarily. Your friend is already undergoing treatment, so don't worry."

Sherlock nodded and walked into the room.

The priest salutes respectfully, then closes the door of the room and guards at the door.

Sherlock walked to the bed and lay down, about to sort out the recent events.

Suddenly He Ling's faint voice was heard.

"Hugh... Sherlock, are you next door?"

"Um."

Sherlock leaned against the wall, listening to He Ling's voice.

"Sherlock, today... is what you said true?"

He Ling also leaned on the wall and asked cautiously.

"what you mean?"

Sherlock asked knowingly.

He Ling blushed:

"We...we...get married, let me be your woman, and stay together forever."

"Well, I've already died once, I don't want to miss you."

Sherlock walked to the bathroom, took off the blood-stained clothes, took a shower, put on the clean clothes that were already prepared in the room, and smelled the smell on his body to make sure there was no more bloody smell. , Walked to the wall again.

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