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He prides himself on being the best painter in the Straw Hat Pirates, and as a child he was the one with the highest level of graffiti in the village of Sirob. So Brother Longnose took it for granted that if he practiced painting more, it shouldn't be much worse than Miss Golden Week.

(Well, if I have free time in the future, I can try to practice drawing.) Usopp thought to himself.

Click...... The sound of sand cracking.

The ground in the middle of the crowd suddenly collapsed, revealing a crater about a meter in diameter, and an aunt who looked like a penguin came out of it.

"The tunnel has been dug. ”

Miss who returned to her human form wiped the sweat from her forehead: "But I'm not very familiar with the geology here, so I don't know how long this tunnel can last." ”

"Oh, did you dig it so quickly?"

Sherlock pulled out a silver-white pocket watch and checked the time. "Fifteen minutes ahead of my expected speed, it's a weasel fruit. By the way, you didn't alarm the navy on the ground when you dug the tunnel. ”

"Hahahaha, that's natural!" Hearing the sorcerer's admiration, Miss Christmas looked up proudly.

"Don't worry, who do you think I am?, let alone the navy, I didn't bother anyone by digging tunnels in the royal palace in Albana and kidnapping their king! Hahaha, those idiots are ......"

"Ahem......" miss. coughed lightly with her fingers to hide the embarrassment on her face, she quietly glanced at the expression on the face of a certain glasses, and said in a deep voice:

"That...... miss.Christmas, you better not mention this kind of thing again......"

"Why?Bora, I'm just telling the truth, ah~~~ My back is so sore, and the stupid big man in Mr.4 is not here, it's so unlucky......" Miss Christmas began to talk to herself quietly, her voice was very high-pitched, and the speed of her speech was fast, and the people around her still couldn't hear what she was saying even though they were very close.

I have to say that it is really enough for the sand crocodile to let her acute sub-talk and Mr.4's chronic sub-stuffy oil bottle form a team to act together......

(It's stupid...... ）

Completely ignoring the fragmented thoughts of a certain aunt, Sherlock gently pushed his glasses, and his gaze swept over everyone present in turn.

"I think I've made the plan very clear before, so whether we can escape or not will depend on your performance. ”

"Yes. ”xn

Everyone said yes, their faces immediately became serious, and then they jumped into the tunnel that Miss had just dug out of Christmas.

The central island and the outer islands are only connected by an iron bridge, but the navy could not have imagined that after they were attracted by the army of cannon fodder, the real "main force" of the escaped prisoners had already started a roundabout tactic.

Robin was the last, and she walked to the entrance of the tunnel, but instead of jumping in, she looked back at the sorcerer, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

"By the way, Sherlock, since we all have our own tasks......" The beautiful female archaeologist stared silently at a man with glasses with a pair of blue and black eyes.

“…… And what is your mission?"

"My mission? What, are you curious about this?"

Hearing this, Sherlock chuckled: "I'm going to prepare a [small gift] in a while, after all, the owner of this place is so enthusiastic to keep us, if we don't leave anything behind when we leave, it will be a bit rude." ”

"A little gift?" Robin's delicate brow furrowed slightly, she was sure that the "little gift" in the sorcerer's mouth was definitely not as simple as he casually said.

(What did he prepare for the Navy this time?) Well, remember that the last time he gave the Navy a "big gift" was...... ）

Robin's expression suddenly became strange, which was very different from her usual breezy appearance. Because this black-bellied woman suddenly realized: the last time, that is, when she was in Alabastan, the [big gift] prepared by the sorcerer to the navy......

It seems to be her son of the devil with a bounty of 79 million Bailey!

“……”

Robin, who was subconsciously evoked some shame and remembered it, took a deep breath, then looked at a certain spectacle with a deep look, and went into the tunnel without saying a word.

(What's the matter, the look in her eyes just now is so strange.) Sherlock pushed his glasses in confusion.

A woman's heart is like the most sophisticated instrument in the world, and Rao, a sorcerer who can use his sights and smells to perform "mind reading", cannot fully dissect the mysteries. Or rather, this thing has no interest in this aspect at all.

"But did she make a deal with that strange rear admiral?"

Remembering the information he had received from Nabaron's cafeteria, Sherlock's eyes narrowed slightly. After all, according to the understanding of the sorcerer at the time, there was no other "person" other than her, the son of the devil, who could have the capital to trade with the navy.

(I don't think about it so much yet, I'll ask her myself when I get out of this fortress.) ）

After making up his mind, Sherlock disguised the hole dug by Miss Christmas a little, and then the ability of the Mirror Fruit was activated, and the whole person slowly disappeared in the dark night.

After everyone had left, another moment passed.

Whew~~ A cool night breeze blew, and without warning, a petite figure slowly emerged, as if condensed from the air.

"Puff, little gift?"

The black and white ponytails hang down softly behind his back, and the delicate porcelain doll-like cheeks reveal a sense of narrowness far beyond his appearance.

"What are you trying to do, dishonest fellow, don't you want to blow up this fortress too?"

Unlike his low-key performance in Alabastan, Sherlock had single-handedly blown up a naval base out of revenge, so in the eyes of most navies and pirates, the Sorcerer was not a pirate, but a frenzied terrorist!

"What are you kidding! There's no comparison here to Tokai, and he doesn't seem to be the same style as his messy sister. ”

Major General Alan tilted his little head and made a thoughtful appearance, she, a person with the ability to fuse fruits, had been merging her body into the air around her just now, and she would never be able to detect it with the strength of the sorcerer and the others. However, due to Sherlock's habitual habit of not telling the plan completely, he said that with this expired Lori he had just overheard any valuable information.

And Robin's last question completely aroused the curiosity of this major general Lori, who likes to have nothing to do.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to see what you're up to......"

Alain muttered to herself, and then her mind moved, and her petite body instantly merged with the air around her, and left with the surging air currents in midair.

(To be continued.) )