Pirate Bloody Hand Mary

After the battle, Sengoku and others left with the red-haired pirates.

Although the red-haired pirates behaved quite openly, they still had to follow the procedures. Even if a person of this level is imprisoned in Impel Down City, high-level navy officials must follow him.

As for Luffy and Ace, their situation is quite special. These two people have basically done nothing wrong, and the main reason why they are wanted is to anger the World Government.

Although there is not much difference between the two of them and the Red-haired Pirates in essence. If they are to protect their companions, they don't care whether ordinary people will suffer - but they are not as real as the Red-haired Pirates. Which countries have been overthrown?

Therefore, their judgment is rather subtle.

Garp's idea was to capture these two men and reform them in the army, but both Ace and Luffy would rather go to jail than serve as soldiers.

When Garp had a headache, Long came up with a compromise plan.

Luffy will let him wander on the sea, and then he can find a few retired marines - such as a certain Mr. Iron Fist to follow him.

Originally, Luffy was not someone who would take the initiative to stir up trouble. As long as someone followed him, it would not easily cause a bad impact.

Moreover, it is almost impossible to prevent such things as explorers from appearing. It would be better to let Luffy become a flag and let the explorers follow Luffy. With someone guiding us like this, there should be a lot less trouble caused by explorers.

It is better to block it than to open it up.

Luffy was not that resistant to this, but he insisted on taking the title of pirate and dragging Garp to become a pirate together.

Needless to say, the result was another punch from Garp.

Even so, Luffy still stubbornly insists that he is a pirate, so the handling of Luffy has been put on hold for the time being. It is estimated that it will have to wait until one of the grandfather and grandson reconciles with himself before it can be resolved.

Compared to Luffy, Ace is much easier to talk to.

And Mary also has some ideas about how to deal with Ace.

After the two returned to Murphy City, Ace was invited alone by Mary to the cemetery near the Lunalia tree.

Watching Mary laying flowers on the tombstone in the cemetery, Ace also looked solemn.

Only by actually being on the battlefield a few times can you truly appreciate how worthy of respect these warriors are.

Therefore, it was not until Mary finished paying homage that Ace spoke:

"Mary...why did you bring me here?"

"Is your injury almost healed?"

Mary didn't say anything to him directly, but looked at his body and asked.

Although she didn't kill them, she had to hit them hard if she wanted to defeat Ace Luffy and the two of them. Their fight would not have been won unless they were beaten unconscious.

So Mary really beat both of them to multiple fractures.

However, Ace waved his arm and said casually:

"Don't worry, I've recovered a long time ago."

"Your physical fitness is really unscientific..."

Although it was not the first time she saw them, seeing people who were almost disabled standing in front of her intact a few days later, she couldn't help but marvel at the vitality of these people like Xiaoqiang.

They don't have the Fruit of Life.

After a moment of emotion, Mary clapped her hands.

Not far away, a green-haired beauty walked out of hiding.

"Who are you……"

Ace looked at Enkidu and winced.

He also had an impression of this person, but he had never actually met him face to face.

Just judging from the aura coming from the sight, this person... is very strong.

"You two can talk about the rest. I've brought everyone here."

Mary smiled and left decisively.

Ace was still a little confused about the current situation, but Enkidu was still indifferent.

He took a few steps forward and said to Ace:

"Would you mind going under that tree with me and talking?"

"...what to talk about?"

"Talk about your future."

…

Mary's way of dealing with Ace is also very simple, that is, let Ace replace Enkidu as the guardian.

She also knew Ace well, and that guy actually didn't value his identity as a pirate that much - or rather, he didn't value it out of his heart.

His personal desire to become the Pirate King is not strong from the bottom of his heart. Many times, he only wants to become the Pirate King because of other people, or to help others become the Pirate King.

In this regard, he is fundamentally different from Luffy.

Now that the pirates have been completely eliminated by the new government, the remaining ones are just little thieves who have no place on the stage. Among the people related to Ace, Roger has long since passed away, and the red-haired man has also been imprisoned. Although Luffy still insists on becoming the Pirate King, it is definitely impossible under the current situation.

As for the Whitebeard Pirates... the grudge between him and Mary has become unspeakable under the temper of time. The hatred of killing his father will not disappear so easily, but it is difficult for him to have such a deep hatred for Mary.

The remaining people who have a relationship with him, such as Rayleigh, have become honest people. And Weiwei and Sabo are on Mary's side.

In other words, Ace is now at a crossroads. The direction of his future is uncertain at this time.

And to get rid of the darkness that this guy carried in the past, it would be best to do something honorable.

After walking away and looking back at the Lunaria tree, Mary knew that Enkidu should be discussing with Ace about becoming the guardian of the Lunaria tree.

"This is what I'm thinking about for you, Ace."

Mary said softly: "Strictly speaking, you have hardly caused me any trouble, and you have even helped me a few times."

"I can help you get out of the past. You can keep your past experiences while washing away the unclean things on your body."

"If you want."

She smiled brightly.

Looking up at the sky, clouds are sparsely distributed on the blue curtain.

"This shouldn't be such an atmosphere at this time. It would be great if there was a sea of ​​flowers or something like that."

"Tsk, it doesn't look good if the Red Earth Continent is bare. When can we talk to Weiwei about renovating the Red Earth Continent and doing some greening?"

…

The results of the battle with the pirates are still reported externally by the World Economic News. Now the president of the World Economic News is no longer Morgans. This big news has now retired with satisfaction. The position of the president of the newspaper has been handed over to a person whom Mary is not familiar with.

It doesn't matter if Mary is not familiar with her, as long as he is familiar with Mary.

Then Mary defeated Ace and Luffy, and the new government finally released the news.

[Concerning the handling of the former government’s world nobles——]

[Three days later, at 12:00 noon, the following world nobles will be executed by the Chairman of the People’s United in a global live broadcast. 】

[The following is the list of persons to be executed and their crimes...]

The news spread incredibly fast, and the execution, which had been delayed for more than half a year, naturally attracted the attention of most people in the world.

Three days later, under the gaze of thousands of people, standing under the Holy Land Liberation Monument erected in the center of Murphy City, Mary used a snow-white long sword to behead those high-ranking Celestial Dragons in the past one by one.

As bodies fell and blood flowed, the world ushered in a new chapter.

And after half a year, Mary's reputation once again rose to a quite abnormal level.

It was done, which meant that the transitional phase between the old and the new was also over. Murphy City held a rare dinner party.

Of course, Mary didn't participate.

The reason why she didn't participate was very simple... an uninvited guest came to her door, and she couldn't just sit idly by.

Strictly speaking, this is also an old acquaintance.

"The world is now filled with fanaticism that is terrifying to you..."

A white-haired woman was blocked by Mary in an alley in Murphy City. Instead of panicking, she actually let out a sinister laugh.

"You did something, right?"

"Indeed." Mary looked at the person in front of her indifferently, "But what does that have to do with you?"

"Because I want to know what you want to do, Lady Mary. You are so attractive, especially to a bee-butterfly like me who chases flowers."

The white-haired woman showed a smile that was a little obsessed, but deep down it was terrifyingly sober.

"You don't need to understand what I want to do." Mary said with a frown.

"Whether I need to know or not is not up to you..." the white-haired woman covered her mouth and chuckled, "but I am very curious...why can you find me?"

"Obviously I specially selected this body recently to avoid being recognized by you."

"You're actually still killing people..."

Mary's eyes turned cold and she slowly exhaled.

"I'm so sorry. Mr. Yixiao, who monitors Murphy City, may have discovered your existence a long time ago, but he just doesn't know who you are. After all, he has never met you face to face."

"But your breath cannot escape my eyes... Disimona."

"No matter how many substitutes you change, the disgusting smell on your body has never changed. That stench comes from the depths of your soul."

"soul……"

The figure of the white-haired girl suddenly changed into the form of Disimona.

She spread her arms and looked down at Mary.

"Then little girl, does my body also feel that stench?"

"How old are you? You are still so coquettish. Aren't you afraid of showing off your waist?"

Mary sneered and said: "You can also throw the body in front of me again, so you are not afraid that I will use the overlord color and flames to kill you by surprise?"

"You can't hurt me a second time with the same trick." Disimona also said with a wicked smile, "Besides, I'm not here to fight this time."

"I'm here for you, Mr. Chairman."

"Huh?"

Mary narrowed her eyes.

Disimona clasped her hands on her chest, showing a look of obsession and fanaticism.

"Ah, how amazing."

"From living eight hundred years ago to now, this is the first time I have seen such a changing era."

"I used to think that Yin Mu was the protagonist of the world. Later, after learning about the elves, I felt that the elves were the protagonists of the world."

"I follow them just to write a scene of scenes that make people sing and cry. Tragedy, comedy, farce... ah, as expected, I still like tragedy."

"They used to be the protagonists in my past scripts, but they are now dead or defeated - at your hands."

Disimone stared at Mary and reached out to grab her face.

But the evil aura exuding from Mary made her hand stop in mid-air.

"It's a pity, but it's not a pity either. They died, and here comes another one of you."

"Hehe, hehe, the past scripts should be burned. Now I hope to use you as the protagonist to write a new script."

"This will definitely be very exciting. I finally understood that only the dead protagonist is a good protagonist. When I knew that Yin Mu was dead - for the first time in eight hundred years, I was so excited that I couldn't control myself. hand."

"If I hadn't been able to defeat you now, I would have really wanted to kill you. Maybe I would be satisfied?"

"Is this your reason?" Mary looked at Disimona expressionlessly, "It's really boring."

"Boring? No, this is great!"

Disimona clapped her hands and said loudly: "Recording the changes of the times, watching heroes rise and die, recording history and then writing it into a script - what a great cause!"

"I'm pursuing the perfect drama, the perfect script. It's not enough, not enough. In eight hundred years, I still haven't picked a script that satisfies me. It's a pity... If Lunaria hadn't been sealed, I might have Just saw it!”

"The Great Tragedy of Marie Joia - that kind of tragic and tragic scene makes people's blood boil. Oh, the Valley of the Gods is not as good as that scene. The battle between Yin Mu and Qiao Yin Boyin eight hundred years ago seems boring."

"It's really sad."

Mary said softly.

"Pathetic? Where is the tragedy?" Disimona opened her eyes and screamed, "What I am doing is a great thing, recording history!"

After saying that, she showed a kind and somewhat evil smile: "Now the eight hundred years of history are in my mind and can be presented in my writing at any time -"

"That's just what you think." Mary said with half-squinted eyes, "History doesn't need you to record it. What else have you recorded in the past eight hundred years?"

"How much history do you know? Your eyes are always focused on those few people. Does that narrow perspective deserve to be called history?"

"In the long years, you have been pursuing illusory things to satisfy your own bad desires. You just want to see the tragedies in the world and engrave them in your heart with words. Don't wear a layer of skin to fool yourself. "

"Speaking of which, after eight hundred years - you really don't believe your own lies, do you?"

"...You are so calm, you can actually say such heartless words."

Disimona chuckled, her expression gradually cooling down from her original enthusiasm.

"I originally thought you would be angry when you saw me."

"Whether it's dead people or war, I've seen a lot, and there's never been a shortage of bad [clowns] like you in my memory."

Mary breathed out softly: "What you said only makes me feel ridiculous and pitiful. Even your existence can hardly make me feel angry."

"Should I be happy or sad?" Disimona raised her eyebrows slightly, "What have you experienced and seen? You are not that old, so why can you remain calm in the face of everything?"

"I'm not always so calm. It's just that it's really hard for you to arouse my interest."

Mary remained expressionless.

Disimona's smile also became slightly stiff, and she leaned down to look at Mary.

"You are becoming more and more interesting to me. I have lived for eight hundred years and I have never been as calm as you. I still get excited about blood and death, but you...what can make you excited?"

"..."

Mary didn't answer the question.

Instead, she asked a question that was completely unrelated to this question.

"Living for eight hundred years... How many times have you emphasized this? It seems that you are very proud of your age?"

"Isn't it possible?" Disimona asked, "You probably can't guess, right? Haha, in fact, apart from those elves... even Attila didn't live as long as me."

"I am the oldest person, eight or nine hundred years old. Can't I be proud?"

"Of course, it's just that it's even more pitiful."

Mary's laughter was a bit harsh, "Eight hundred years, nine hundred years... this time is really long."

“How many countries and cities have risen during this period of time and how many have perished during this period of time?”

"Such a long time is enough to turn the whole world upside down and change the world. But you still haven't found your destination in such a long time. It's really pitiful and sad."

"You guy..."

Disimona's expression became a little dangerous.

But Mary's words still didn't stop.

"Your so-called long lifespan has nothing but longevity. To me, the lifespan you are proud of is not even as good as those unlucky ones who died due to the effects of the war."

"You are just a lunatic who has lived for hundreds of years but has the same mind as a child."

"There is no essential difference from that guy with Blackbeard, it's just that you are more afraid of death."

"you!"

Disimona, who was already quite emotional, was scolded by Mary, and her calm demeanor disappeared.

And it was at this moment that Mary glanced at Disimona.

"——!"

A black light flashed from Mary's eyes and instantly struck Disimona's soul.

For a moment, severe pain that was unbearable for ordinary people spread throughout her body.

Her consciousness immediately sank.

Of course, for Disimona, she was well prepared for the soul attack. Although it happened suddenly, she could recover in a short time.

But before she woke up, Mary had pierced Disimona's body with a seastone dagger.

She looked at Mary, who was holding the seastone dagger, with a slightly stunned expression.

"You can touch Hailou Stone..."

"You didn't expect it, did you? There are many things that you didn't expect, just like you didn't expect that knife just now."

"...You are indeed very interesting."

Disimona didn't panic and continued to smile after falling to the ground.

Mary clapped her hands and kicked Disimona down.

"There's no way to change places, right?"

"To be honest, I haven't forgotten that there is such a troublesome guy like you."

Mary shook her head and said, "But look, what I said is right, right?"

"Too arrogant and too confident. How can an old guy who has lived for hundreds of years dare to just rely on the ability to escape... and put his true body so carelessly in front of a person who is quite restrained in his abilities? ?”

"Confidence that the so-called same trick won't fail you a second time...and confidence that I won't have a third trick that can directly hurt your soul?"

After Mary said that, she looked at Disimona who was hit by the sea tower stone and collapsed on the ground without any strength, and curled her lips in disdain.

"So my evaluation of you is not biased."

"……clown."

"Yes, I am a clown, an entertainer who only knows how to juggle in front of the king..."

Disimona looked at Mary with increasingly fanatical eyes: "I'm not angry, you can exceed my expectations every time..."

"It doesn't matter, I will wait. When you are dead and the new government collapses—"

She looked at Mary with wide eyes: "I will collect the body for you."

"Then just wait. Wait for hundreds or thousands of years."

Mary snorted coldly.

"It doesn't matter." Disimona still said with a smile, "I have still experienced too much, but it is only a few hundred years and a few thousand years. Isn't it just a few more lives? Haha, haha, what kind of experience You all have to experience it, being imprisoned for eighteen hundred years seems pretty good."

"Then do I want you to experience the experience of death?"

Mary drew the sword from her waist.

"Then please spare me. This should be left to be experienced until the end."

Disimona tilted her head and raised her eyebrows.