One Piece: Guilty Crown

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The sun was setting in the west.

A layer of gold covered the oasis of Rainbase.

"Caw—"

Sharp cries echoed over the Rain Dinners casino.

"What is that!?"

"This vulture... is too big-Bar!?"

"The Warlord of the Sea, 'Sand Crocodile,' Crocodile..."

Under the astonished and dazed gazes of numerous gamblers and casino staff, two giant black vultures circled and descended.

Several figures could be vaguely seen directly entering the window of the highest floor. Among them was a familiar figure wearing a gray cloak and holding a golden hook in his left hand.

Upon seeing the figure of their boss, "Sand Crocodile" Crocodile, the staff who had originally intended to stop them all lowered their guard.

These mysterious individuals were likely guests invited back by their boss, even though the way this Warlord entered was rather "special."

"The environment here isn't bad at all..."

Carrying Onikiri, leaning against Law, he surveyed this vast office and the giant Bananawani that seemed like an underwater world, and couldn't help but say with a smile.

To have such a luxurious building in this desert kingdom was clearly very rare.

Regarding "Sand Crocodile" Crocodile's general intelligence, Germa had already thoroughly investigated it through Spandam.

"Your Highness, your left hand looks a bit conspicuous..."

"Crocodile" looked quite wretched, his face a mix of green and purple. Although the bleeding had stopped, the wound clearly wouldn't heal so quickly.

He uncomfortably took off the golden hook, revealing his entire left hand to be completely intact.

"There's nothing to be done about it, just bear with it, Bon..."

Shrugging slightly, Ichiji sat directly on a nearby leather sofa.

After swapping the minds of Crocodile and Bon Clay, they had already made a trip back to the War Room, allowing Law, who had recovered some stamina, to attach the already prepared "left hand" onto "Crocodile."

This was the arm of "Steel Drill" Broil, a subordinate of Golden Lion!

Early on, when Broil was "separated" by Law, he had already attached his left hand to a Germa soldier to maintain its "viability," specifically prepared for Crocodile.

"What are you lurking at the door for... Scram!"

Furious, "Sand Crocodile's" face turned cold. He stomped his foot, dashed to the office door, and violently threw it open.

A beautiful figure stood there, somewhat pale and trembling!

"Don't move, Bon, let her in..."

As if not surprised at all, Ichiji sat with his legs crossed on the sofa, enjoying the beautiful woman Viola's skillful massage. He unhurriedly stopped "Sand Crocodile," whose eyes glinted with murderous intent and was about to directly silence the woman: "I intentionally let her eavesdrop there!"

And Viola, standing behind Ichiji and massaging his shoulders, smiled faintly.

She had also known for a long time that someone was outside the door. It was just that since His Highness hadn't spoken, she merely observed the changes.

"Come in!"

"Sand Crocodile" was slightly stunned, then let out a cold snort and made way.

"You don't have Crocodile's memories, after all. Next, you'll need her to help you manage Baroque Works, which is under 'Sand Crocodile'... Although a large part of it is trash, there are still a few guys with decent Devil Fruit abilities. As a Warlord, you always need some subordinates..."

Ichiji placed his hands in front of him, smiling as he looked at Nico Robin, who was tiptoeing in somewhat cautiously, cold sweat on her forehead, clearly a little nervous: "Am I right? 'Child of Demons,' Nico Robin, or rather, Ms. Sunday!"

He didn't care about things like the Poneglyphs or the Void Century.

Ichiji was, however, very interested in the three Ancient Weapons, which had existed since ancient times and bore the title of "God," capable of destroying the world.

However, he already knew the blueprints for Pluton; he just needed to go get them after some time.

As for Uranus, which was very likely slumbering in Alabasta, he wouldn't touch it for now. The Alabasta Kingdom was one of the twenty kingdoms that established the World Government eight hundred years ago; it was too special and sensitive. If it attracted the World Government's attention at this time, the trouble would not be small. Moreover, Pluton's location in the Alabasta Kingdom was only a possibility, not a hundred percent certainty.

He also knew about Poseidon, the Sea King; it was Princess Shirahoshi of the Ryugu Kingdom on Fish-Man Island. She was currently still a little girl, no, she should be a "big girl."

He was very curious about the strongest and most mysterious of the three Ancient Weapons, Uranus, but even if Nico Robin could decipher the Poneglyphs, he would still need to collect Poneglyphs that recorded information about Uranus.

No one in Baroque Works, the criminal organization under Crocodile, knew that their boss was one ofthe Warlords of the Sea, "Sand Crocodile" Crocodile. It was mostly Nico Robin who was responsible for managing and liaising. Although most of them were trash, Mr. 1, Daz Bonez, currently had decent strength, and his potential wasn't bad either. Moreover, he was sufficiently loyal and worth cultivating.

The other few, their Devil Fruit abilities weren't bad, but unfortunately, they had a trash master!

It was just that Ichiji currently had no way to seize the Devil Fruit abilities of users; he planned to keep these guys around for now.

"To think that even a Warlord of the Sea has been controlled by Germa!"

Nico Robin took a deep breath, suppressing the nervousness in her heart, and looked intently at the red-haired man sitting on the sofa, exuding a noble aura that commanded attention.

"To be able to manage Baroque Works so orderly, to the point where Crocodile, this Warlord, doesn't even need to show his face, your abilities are indeed quite good!"

Sizing up this Child of Demons before him, whose figure and appearance were no less than Viola's and who had already calmed down, Ichiji said with some amusement, a hint of praise in his voice, "Well now, having drifted between countless factions and been betrayed by interests time and again, are you interested in joining Germa?"

This wasn't him being overly complimentary; Nico Robin indeed possessed the talent for management in this area.

If her own abilities were poor, she wouldn't have repeatedly distinguished herself in the underworld and among pirate forces, nor would she have been repeatedly entrusted with important responsibilities. Moreover, even if Crocodile valued her ability to decipher the Poneglyphs, he wouldn't have easily handed over Baroque Works for her to manage.

This woman might not be strong, but she was definitely not just a pretty face.

Speaking of pretty faces, in his current female entourage, he already had the Vinsmoke sisters, Reiju and Viola. Their appearances and figures were all top-notch. Ichiji's taste naturally became more discerning.

A capable and beautiful woman undoubtedly attracted him more!

"Boss, please guide me well in the future!"

Although Nico Robin was somewhat alarmed that the other party knew her background, she didn't show it.

After Ichiji extended the invitation, she agreed directly without any hesitation!

She knew the other party was keeping her alive because she was still useful.

A big tree provides good shade. Joining a major power like Germa would undoubtedly make her safer in the future, even though she might have entered an even more terrifying den of wolves.

She figured the other party's true objective, like Crocodile's, was to use her ability to decipher the Poneglyphs to obtain the Ancient Weapons!

"You're very smart..."

Before Robin could smile, Ichiji's tone shifted, "...though very hypocritical!"

...Eight...