The Pirate Garen

"A noble title?"

Weiwei frowned slightly, and couldn't help muttering to herself in a low voice:

"How can this knight lord open his mouth?"

Vivi's impression of Galen was also greatly reduced. The flawless Knight of Light suddenly degenerated into a mercenary bounty hunter.

After pondering for a moment, Weiwei still frowned slightly and said:

"If you insist on becoming a nobleman, I can discuss it with my father."

"As long as you can help me solve the crisis, it is not difficult to obtain a title based on such merits."

"She's really into the show"

Galen, however, had already moved close to Nami and started whispering.

"yes."

Nami also turned her head and whispered in Galen's ear:

"It's too suspicious to say such words from an arms dealer who was stolen by everyone on the spot."

And Weiwei didn't notice this weird atmosphere at all, she just wanted to continue talking about her experience.

"enough!"

Galen scolded impolitely:

"If you want to get rid of the crime, can you make up a better reason for yourself?"

Weiwei's expression froze, and all the words she hadn't said were stuck in her throat.

She finally realized that the knight in front of her didn't believe her words at all.

Galen didn't feel pity at all, but continued to criticize the flaws in Weiwei's words:

"An arms dealer with a large amount of stolen money in his hand, re-exporting himself as an undercover agent who broke into a criminal group?"

"And your real identity is still the princess of a country?"

"This plot."

Galen's words stopped abruptly, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "This plot is somewhat familiar."

He took a closer look at Weiwei's outfit:

There was deliberate heavy makeup on her face, and her clothing taste was quite different from the innocent princess in her memory, but she also had natural and beautiful soft blue hair.

Galen immediately changed his tune and asked, "Which country are you the princess of?"

Weiwei cringed a little from Galen's scolding, but replied tremblingly: "Alabasta."

Weiwei immediately added nervously:

"You people in the East China Sea may not know that Alabasta is a great civilized country on the great waterway."

"Vivi?"

Galen called out the name directly.

"Eh?"

Weiwei froze for a moment, then said in surprise:

"How do you know my name?"

"It's really you"

Galen asked curiously, "Why did you appear in the East China Sea?"

"Because there is an arms deal between Baroque Works and the Creek Pirates, I was sent here to complete the task."

Weiwei answered her own background in detail, and then asked curiously:

"You don't doubt my identity anymore? Have you seen me before?"

Nami looked at Galen inexplicably:

"Galen?"

"How can you be sure that she is a princess just by asking the name of a country? Do you know her?"

"It's kind of acquaintance"

As a black household with a blank resume, Galen could only talk nonsense: "I've seen her before."

Nami was not so easy to fool, but continued to ask:

"Then why didn't you recognize it at first?"

"Cough cough."

Galen added:

"It's just that we met once a long time ago, and Weiwei has changed a lot now."

The more words, the more flaws, Weiwei herself also heard it very strange:

Alabasta strongly protects the privacy of the royal princesses: Weiwei rarely showed her face as a princess except for important occasions such as the World Conference since she was a child, and she seldom participated in meaningless social activities of the aristocrats.

Therefore, there are very few people who know the true face of Princess Weiwei.

That's why she was able to sneak into the Baroque Work Agency as an undercover agent.

"Stop dwelling on such insignificant issues!"

Galen changed the subject with a very clumsy phrase:

"Weiwei, what difficulties did you encounter, tell me about it!"

This question happened to touch Weiwei's heart, so Weiwei no longer bothered about why Galen knew her, but just talked about it solemnly: "So, so, so and so"

"A large-scale rebellion in the country? A large and powerful criminal group? A mysterious leader whose identity has not yet been found out?"

Nami was a little shocked to refine the main points in Weiwei's words. This level of difficulty obviously exceeded Nami's understanding of "difficulty".

She looked at Galen with some hesitation, but Galen agreed without hesitation:

"This favor, I helped."

"What?"

Nami was taken aback for a moment, then said in surprise:

"Think carefully before speaking!"

"What you are going to provoke now is a large criminal group on the Great Channel!"

"Even Aaron and Klick are only at the level of a cadre in that kind of criminal gang!"

"I know."

Galen's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was full of power:

"Where righteousness lies, do not lean on power and disregard its interests."

"Although there are thousands of people, I will go on."

Galen's concise and powerful lines made Vivi burst into tears, and felt that the fantasy knight of justice seemed to have really come into reality.

"Oh, I'm saying these beautiful words again!"

Nami complained in a low voice helplessly, but gradually there was a firmness in her eyes that did not lose to Galen.

A few days later, the Kingdom of Goa.

In the mansion of a certain nobleman, a muscular bald man was sitting and meditating in the room.

"Mr. 1!"

A female voice boldly interrupted the bald man's thinking about swordsmanship.

"how?"

Mr.1 didn't have any expression on his face, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Is there any change in the mission content?"

"It has nothing to do with our mission."

Miss. raised her brows with both fingers, and her tone carried a bit of sarcasm:

"It's the intern's task that went wrong."

"Weak people are weak, and they can't do anything well."

Contempt for the weak is the consistent style of Miss. Two Fingers.

Mr.1 was somewhat disgusted by this, but he was as taciturn as a blade and never said anything redundant. He just asked in short words: "What happened?"

"She lost contact with the organization."

Miss. said with both fingers:

"And the work agency has sent the latest information from the East China Sea area: the Creek Pirates have been destroyed."

"The one who did it was the so-called Knight of Justice."

"he?"

Mr.1 frowned slightly, and asked again: "What are you going to do?"

Miss. gently stroked her fluffy dark blue hair with both fingers, and said indifferently:

"Of course it is to get back the place and let that guy spit out the money from our work agency!"

"Not everyone can interfere with the business of Baroque Works."

She said dissatisfiedly:

"I don't know if that little girl who succeeded more than failed is dead now."

"I messed up the signboard of our work agency in Donghai, and I have to waste my time to clean up the mess for her!"

Mr.1 was not as relaxed as his partner, but asked solemnly: "Are you planning to go alone?"

"Of course, I'm enough alone."

"He's just a guy trying to catch fame!"

Miss. spat with both fingers in disdain, and said confidently:

"Isn't the information in the work agency very clear?"

"That so-called righteous knight can't even defeat the third-rate major of the headquarters in Rogge Town."

"As for the record of exterminating the murlocs, it's also a name mixed with the navy of the headquarters, right?"

Galen's strength has been demonstrated in front of many people.

When he was in Rogge Town, he was suppressed by Major Hammer, and he struggled for a long time before he won the victory with the cooperation of Smoker.

This point was noticed by many people present, and it was written into the intelligence of many underground organizations through various channels.

As for the battle against Major Hammer, it has only been half a month since now.

For a normal person, half a month is not enough to comprehend one sword move, let alone make much progress in strength.

So at this time, Miss. had a plan in her hands, and she didn't pay attention to the prestigious knight of justice in the eyes of ordinary people.

"All right."

Mr.1 nodded slightly, and warned again: "You have to pay attention to safety."

"I'll be fine."

Miss. With both fingers, she glanced playfully at Mr. 1, who was covered in muscles and looked more like a warrior than a killer:

"It's you staying here alone that makes me a little worried."

"A big client requires an absolutely covert assassination, can you do it with your style?"

Mr.1 raised his shiny bald head, looked at his partner with stern eyes and said:

"Don't worry."

"Killing everyone present is a successful assassination."