Chapter 93: What Natural Disaster? Call Me Heaven's Conqueror!
Alubarna and Rainbase, one in the east and one in the west, were separated by the Sandora River.
The crocodiles' speed wasn't as fast as the previous lizards, but they were much faster than camels. By nightfall, they had reached the Sandora River. Sag even returned to the ship to rest for a while.
Such a large desert made him break out in a stinky sweat. Of course, he returned to the ship to bathe, change his clothes along the way, eat a meal, and only then continued the journey riding the crocodile.
It wasn't that he was always bare-chested; after the fight with Ace last time, that expensive shirt of his was ruined. But after such a long time, he would definitely change clothes.
Luckily, he had protected the even more expensive fur cloak with Haki at the time; otherwise, he probably wouldn't even have a cloak left.
Clothes were easy to change, but he really liked this cloak. If it were gone, he wouldn't know where to find a second one.
Sag changed into a very loose, sand-colored open-front shirt. He still wore black cloth trousers below, the legs wrapped by his boots. He continued onward with his rested subordinates.
These crocodiles could be used on both land and water, making them very useful for transportation. But unfortunately, they were raised by Crocodile and didn't match Sag's personal aesthetic.
While the crocodiles were crossing the river, Sag suddenly said, "Could we perhaps get some iconic means of transportation?"
Renettia thought for a moment. "Motorcycles? I can build them directly."
"Then should we also make those subordinates shave mohawks? Stop messing around, Renetti," Sag rolled his eyes.
She usually made small mechanical gadgets as test items, but basically only focused on function, not appearance. Unless there were strict requirements, they were generally very crude.
There might be no problem with the technology, but seeing too many of these crude things always gave Sag a kind of wasteland-style feeling.
His style was pirate style, not post-apocalyptic style…
Anyone could guess what kind of motorcycle Renettia would make. If the subordinates then shaved mohawks, what would he be called, Natural Disaster? Might as well call him Heaven's Conqueror.
"Mohawk heads…" Renettia's eyes lit up. "Seems very interesting."
"Ara, wouldn't that make them look like hooligans?" Marika smiled.
Lily also agreed, "But a unified attire could also become a symbol for our pirate crew."
"We'll talk about it later," Sag waved his hand. "You know the plan, right? Stay away from the central square of Alubarna. We go directly to the royal palace. That direction won't be affected by the bomb."
Whether the bomb planted by Crocodile could actually destroy a royal city was one thing, but its power was definitely not small. There was no need to take that risk. Anyway, all he wanted was to rob the royal palace.
"A melee of a million people… Can Alubarna even accommodate that many?" Lily found it somewhat unbelievable.
Arabasta's standing army was one million. According to the intelligence obtained from Crocodile, seven hundred thousand soldiers among them had become the rebel army, leaving only three hundred thousand in the king's army. If they all gathered in Alubarna, it would truly be a sea of people.
Lily still remembered the scene in the East Blue when Sag faced two thousand soldiers alone; even then, the number of people was already densely packed.
A million people, she couldn't even imagine how many that was.
Sag supported his chin with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and smiled, "Whether it can accommodate them or not, we'll know once we go see."
The crocodiles crossed the Sandora River, reached the eastern desert, and headed straight towards Alubarna. By the time the sun rose and it became daytime, they saw the huge structure.
Alubarna was a structure built high up in the desert, like a large island appearing in a sea of sand. There were huge steps on all sides, extending all the way up, leading to Alubarna.
Just the immense scale of the steps was already beyond doubt; this city could accommodate a battle of a million people.
Below the steps of Alubarna's west city gate, a group of people was waiting.
A man with a sturdy build, but wearing strange heavy makeup, even false eyelashes, and dressed in a swan ballet outfit, stared wide-eyed. His tiptoes continuously spun circles in the sand, emitting a hoarse yet sharp voice: (Mr. 2 Bon Klay)
"Will the princess really come? A melee of a million people! Trying to stop them, what a crazy clown, wayo!"
Beside him, a messy-haired woman holding a pipe and wearing a spider-patterned swimsuit chuckled softly, "Wouldn't it be better if she didn't come? Although it's useless even if she does come. But compared to her, according to the message from Miss All Sunday, there's a big shot also on the way who will become our guarantee." (Miss Doublefinger)
"Big shot? What big shot? How big? Who exactly is it? Is it Crocodile? Quick, tell me, quick, tell me! I'm dying of anxiety!"
Miss Merry Christmas spoke rapidly while stomping her feet quickly.
Nearby, Mr. 4, standing on a rock and observing with a telescope, showed a simple, honest, and slow smile.
"We'll know when they arrive. Besides, that's not our mission."
A man leaning against the rock spoke coldly, "Dealing with personnel hindering the mission is what we should do. Especially you, stop jumping around randomly, Mr. 2."
This man had shaved all the hair on his head, leaving green stubble, wore an open-style martial monk-like attire, and had a large '壱' (One) character tattooed on his chest. (Mr. 1)
Baroque Works' number one ranked agent, Mr. 1.
"Hmm? Got a problem with me? Want to taste my kicking skills, wayo?!" Mr. 2 turned his head unfriendly.
"You two, stop arguing. Calm down a bit," Miss Doublefinger sighed, trying to persuade them.
Just as the two were squaring off tensely, Mr. 4 on the rock lowered his telescope, slowly turned his head, slowly raised his finger, and slowly said, "They're… here… oh."
Just as his voice fell, about ten crocodiles brought a cloud of dust, docking in the open space below the west city gate steps.
From the carriage carried on the lead crocodile, dozens of pirates first descended in order, led by Gin and Pearl, gathering together.
After they got down, the door on the foremost crocodile slowly opened.
A small pink-haired loli appeared on the crocodile's back, slid down from the huge crocodile's back as if on a slide, then turned back unhappily and slapped the crocodile, shouting, "Your skin is too rough! Can't even use it as a slide!"
"This little girl…" Miss Doublefinger paused slightly. "Renettia, worth twenty-three million Beli?"
Baroque Works also focused on intelligence. As the partner of the number one agent, she paid even more attention to this aspect. Basically, communication with high-ranking agents was handled by her.
She was not unfamiliar with Renettia. A little girl having a bounty of over twenty million was inherently something worth noting.
"Ara, I already told you, crocodiles can't be used as slides," a smiling woman jumped down from the crocodile's back, chuckling as she spoke to Renettia.
That gentle smile felt similar to Miss All Sunday's, but much softer.
"Marika…" Miss Doublefinger continued, "Bounty of thirty million."
Lily jumped down third, adjusted the rapier at her waist. Seeing this woman, Mr. 1 actually showed a look of astonishment, subconsciously taking a second look.
He always felt this swordswoman… had a sharp edge.
"Bientetta Lily, bounty of thirty-six million."
Miss Doublefinger looked towards the other pirates again, her gaze lingering on three individuals among them for a moment, a fine sweat gradually appearing on her forehead. "Gin, Pearl, Miote… fifteen million, ten million, six million…"
"Besides that swordswoman being worth noting, the others are just small roles," Mr. 1 glanced at her and said calmly. "Is there anything worth being surprised about, Miss Doublefinger?"
"Haven't you read the newspapers?" Miss Doublefinger stared at the carriage on the crocodile's back, swallowed, and said, "These few people are members of the Natural Disaster Pirates. If they've all arrived, then this big figure…"
From inside the carriage, a person slowly walked out.
His fur cloak fluttered with the wind and sand, also causing his white hair to dance. At the same time, it brought a dazzling brightness, illuminating his face until it was blurry and unclear.
It was the jewels on his body glittering under the sunlight.
"So it's you? The agents Lao Sha mentioned…" A voice slowly sounded from atop the crocodile.
Miss Doublefinger stared deadly at the person. As the brightness diminished, she saw the face that appeared wanton and arrogant.
Those people's bounties were indeed not high; the highest was the same as hers, thirty-six million.
Miss Doublefinger, Paula, wasn't a pirate. But those who defied the bans of the World Government and local kingdoms to secretly go to sea weren't limited to just pirates.
Having a bounty and being a pirate were two different matters.
But this group of guys was undoubtedly pirates, and great pirates at that, especially their leader…
"Natural Disaster! Norton Sag!" Miss Doublefinger's voice trembled slightly.
The agents all froze at this moment. Even Mr. 1 couldn't help but look solemn.
They weren't like the Billion or Million rank agents below them, who saw a high bounty and wanted to take a gamble for fame.
They understood: the higher the bounty, the stronger the degree of danger.
Although it didn't necessarily represent strength, if it was high to a certain degree, no one would think that person was weak.
A bounty amount of two hundred and seventy million, to them, that was an absolute big shot!
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