Pirate: This navy has some conscience, but not much

The navy's warships have already left port.

The little ghost floating in the sky, after seeing the warship leave the Devil's Sea with his own eyes, floated directly back to the castle to find Perona.

At this time, Perona was directing her lovely pets to help Absalom decorate the wedding room.

Perona held an umbrella, floated to Absalom, pointed at his nose, and scolded.

"Hey, Absalom, don't be so depressed!"

Snap!

Absalom opened Perona's hand and looked melancholy at Laura, who was directing the zombies to move furniture not far away.

Just when he woke up, he opened his eyes.

I saw a wild boar sitting on me doing some exercise.

Open your eyes again.

He discovered that this was actually not a nightmare.

Ah, the cruel reality.

Absalom, who had been squeezed by Laura several times, looked at the ceiling with dull eyes.

He clearly wanted a human wife, he clearly wanted a beautiful woman, and he clearly even ate the transparent fruit.

If the Devil's Sea hadn't restricted his performance, he would be a famous pervert by now.

result...

He can't be a scumbag after all...

Pig, Absalom recognized him...

...

"well!"

Thinking of this, Absalom turned to look at Perona and said angrily.

"While we're at it, I'll decorate the wedding room myself."

After speaking, Absalom moved the furniture on the floor and began to arrange it according to his own wishes.

Looking at this group of busy guys, Perona pursed her lips, and then she looked at Huogubak who was meditating.

Perona floated swaying to Hogbak's side, stretched out her finger and poked Hogbak's head, and said.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

After Hogback laughed twice, he turned and left.

He plans to lock himself in the laboratory for two months.

The impact he received today was quite big. He needs to think about the issue of human immortality...

Only this kind of impossible problem can be forgotten in the deepest part of his memory...

Although he no longer has three views...

...

"baffling!!"

Watching Hogback's leaving figure, Perona muttered for a while, then floated back to her room and collapsed on the big bed.

"Huh~~"

Perona, who was lying on the bed, breathed a deep sigh of relief. A lot happened today, and she was also shocked.

After a while, the ghost monitoring the warship came back.

After learning that the warship had left the Devil's Sea, Perona raised her hand and waved to the doll standing aside.

"Kumasi, give me the video you recorded today."

After hearing the master's instructions, Kumasi trotted up to Perona on his short legs and respectfully handed over the phone bug in his hand.

Perona admired the video recorded by the phone bug from beginning to end.

From the first time Asuka knelt down and felt depressed...

"Halle, hale, hale..."

Looking at the depressed Asuka who was kneeling down, Perona covered her small mouth and laughed.

Then...

Bang.

Perona threw the phone bug in her hand at Kumasi's head and asked.

"Kumasi, why did you record the images in the room?"

"this..."

Before Kumasi could finish speaking, Perona grabbed Kumasi's nose and continued.

"Don't talk. The way you talk is not cute at all..."

After saying that, Perona looked at the phone bug that rolled to the ground, rubbed her temples, then bent down to pick it up from the ground, and climbed back onto the bed.

Perona, who was lying on the bed, gently knocked on the phone bug's shell and threatened.

"Delete the images in the room..."

The phone bug poked an eye out of its shell and glanced at Perona cautiously.

What the hell, you humans would do such a thing to embarrass a snail.

Thinking of this, the phone bug shook its big eyes and expressed it to Perona.

Can't delete it.

"Halle, hale, hale..."

Perona looked at the phone bug shaking his head and laughed.

Then, she stretched out her finger and said softly to the phone bug.

"The ghost of negativity!"

A miniature ghost emerged from Perona's finger and flew towards the phone bug.

"ah!"

The phone bug said silently "Ah", then lay on Perona's hand and started crying.

"Forget about the images in the room..."

"Suck!"

The phone bug raised his head, looked at Perona who was threatening him in front of him, sniffed, and shook his head firmly.

Can't delete it.

"well!"

Looking at the phone bug who rejected her again, Perona sighed heavily, then stretched out two index fingers, pointed at the phone bug's head, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and whispered.

"Ghost machine gun."

Mini ghosts, like machine gun bullets, ejected from Perona's fingers and flew towards the phone bug.

...

A minute of continuous bombardment.

The limited brain capacity of the phone bug has been filled to the brim with negative energy.

With tears in its eyes, it took a deep look at Perona.

Then, he jumped off the bed using the method of "grabbing the ground with his head".

The best way to delete an image is to lose your memory.

...

Boom!

A crisp voice came.

When Perona picked up the phone bug again, she discovered that the phone bug not only deleted the images in the room, but even thoughtfully added subtitles...

Although there are some grammatical errors, they can be corrected...

...

Perona, who had been correcting for a whole day, looked at her results and clapped her hands with satisfaction.

Then, Perona was seen sitting on a chair with her legs crossed, enjoying a massage in Kumasi, while taking out a phone bug from her arms and dialing a number.

Porcupine, porcupine, porcupine...

Pacha...

"This is the World Economic News Service..."

Listening to the voice coming from the phone bug's mouth, Perona slightly raised the corners of her mouth and said softly.

"I want to submit an article..."

"Okay, please send your account first, and then we will settle the royalties for you based on the value of the news..."

Afterwards, Perona sent those photos related to flying birds.

....

At the same time, somewhere in the sea of ​​the new world.

Headquarters of World Economic News Service.

The reporter who just received Perona's call looked at the photos in his hand and his mouth twitched twice.

What kind of news is this...

This is Navy dirty stuff...

Anyway, it's boss Morgans who has the final say whether this thing makes it into the newspapers or not.

The reporter simply mixed these photos with other information and sent them to Morgans' desk.

...

At this time, Morgans was sorting out the news from all over the world, the first half of the Grand Line, the New World and other places. He selected the most valuable ones and published them in the newspaper.

"This won't work..."

"This news isn't big enough..."

"What kind of rubbish is this..."

"The news that Supernova Ace has adopted Whitebeard as his father is okay, but not shocking enough..."

Morgans looked at the news on his desk irritably, and his head hurt a little. The sea has been too calm recently.

It's so calm that it makes people feel anxious.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Morgans slapped the table irritably. He just wanted to commit a crime, commit a big crime, and then expose himself.

"Um?"

Morgans hummed softly.

He lowered his head and looked at the photo of [Asuka kneeling on the ground] on the table, and fell into deep thought.

This man seems to have some impression of himself...

I vaguely remember that he had a conflict with Shichibukai Jinbe...

But I was warned by the world government... As a result, the news was not sent out...

"hiss!"

After Morgans took a breath of air, he stroked his beak and began to think.

If it really doesn't work, just fake it yourself.

...

The sea is still too calm, since no one dares to disturb this stagnant water...

I'm Morgans...