"They're all dead! All the agents of the Baroque Studio are dead. " Mr. Eight's forehead was covered in sweat. He didn't even dare to take a deep breath. All he could do was stay in the bushes and stare in horror at a dead person's skin that was blown over by the wind. It was hanging on the treetop above his head.
"Gulp!" Mr. 8 swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He nervously looked at Miss Wednesday, whose face had also turned pale. Apparently, Colonel Yarlin, whom they planned to observe and contact, had survived the ambush of the Baroque Studio. Not only that, but the other party's performance was completely beyond their expectations, which frightened them.
Listening to the horrifying sound of bones being torn apart, Miss Wednesday breathed a sigh of relief. She suddenly got up from the ground and shouted, "Don't kill me, I'm not with them. My real identity is the princess of the Kingdom of Alabasta, Nefertari Vivi. I'm here to see Colonel Yarlin. The person next to me is my attendant, and also the captain of the Alabasta Kingdom's guard, Icaram."
She swore that she had never spoken so fast in her entire life. She did not even pant when she spoke. Her lips were moving so fast that she felt like her tongue was a little stiff. Most importantly, the eerie bone chain was only an inch away from her throat. She did not even have time to catch her breath. Her lips moved so fast that she felt like her tongue was a little stiff. Most importantly, the eerie bone chain was just an inch away from her throat.
The dense and vicious killing intent was clearly imprinted on her skin, and fine goosebumps appeared on her milky-white neck. She carefully exhaled.
Icaram was also very nervous and stiff in the same place. He didn't dare to move as he stared at the bone chain that was aimed at Vivi. The surviving marines gathered around. Mori wiped the blood stains on his cheeks and wrapped a bandage around his right arm. There was a thoughtful light in his eyes.
If it was the original body, then Vivi would have been a warm corpse. It seemed that she was very lucky.
"You want to see Yarlin?" Hochidon asked in a hoarse voice. He did not add any epithet behind Yarlin's name because "Yarlin" was equivalent to "Mother Nest" in the vocabulary of the transformers, and the meaning of "Mother Nest" was the combination of "Creator", "Father", and "God".
From a certain point of view, Yarlin had created and given a new life to the transformations.
"Yes, I'm here to secretly contact Colonel Yarlin. Every word I say is the truth. I swear on my life." He clenched his teeth slightly and emphasized every word. His back was dripping with bean-sized beads of sweat.
The bone necklace slowly moved away. Hodgdon glanced at Vivian, as if he was silently threatening her with death. "If you are lying and trying to deceive Yarlin, you will receive a punishment worse than death."
Standing on the deck, Yarlin narrowed his eyes and looked at Vivian and Icaram. He asked suspiciously, "You said you are the princess of the Kingdom of Alabasta?"
Vivian nodded.
"Then, who are they?" Yarlin pointed to the agents of the Baroque Studio who were left alive for questioning. At their feet were corpses and congealed blood.
"They are the agents of the Baroque Studio." Vivian hurriedly said, "The Baroque Studio is a huge criminal company hidden in the darkness of Alabasta. The Baroque Studio is likely to be behind the chaos in Alabasta. As the princess of the royal family, I infiltrated this organization to find out the real mastermind behind the Baroque Studio."
"The Baroque Studio?!" Yarlin's first reaction was that the matter of the Longstone Trading Company was still exposed, but he understood that this was unlikely. Even if the Baroque Studio had the ability to kill Lombardi, it would take time to find out the connection behind it. He sneered and said, "Why do they want to kill me? I am just a colonel in the East China Sea. I have not offended the forces of the Grand Line, right? "
"Captain, aren't you going to work in Alabasta now? Your transfer is not so acceptable for some people." Vivian took two breaths. The oppressive feeling brought by Yarlin's eyes was too terrible. She now had some doubts that it might not be the right idea to contact the Captain rashly. Unfortunately, she had no other choice now. "Colonel Kelum, the commander of the Alabasta Naval Branch, has long colluded with the Baroque Studio. He really doesn't want to be transferred out of Alabasta."
"So he let the people of the Baroque Studio run to kill me, and then blame it on the pirates?" Yarlin pointed to the unknown pirate flag above his head and sneered again and again. "He thought that as long as I died, he could continue to sit in his position. What a naive and stupid idea. Does he regard the upper level of the Marine Headquarters as fools like him? "
Yarlin's eyes were quite intriguing. The moment Vivian looked at him, her heart suddenly trembled. She heard, "In that case, why did you appear in front of me now?"
Vivian was speechless. She took a deep breath. "This is my mistake, because I wasn't sure if you could survive this attack, so I had to be very cautious and not expose myself easily."
"Oh!" Yarlin showed a look of sudden realization. The air around him seemed to suddenly become a few degrees colder. His eyes swept back and forth on Vivian. Vivian felt that the nerves of her whole body were tight, as if a knife was attached to her skin.
"Keep it a secret!" Yarlin snapped his fingers, and several black threads shot straight into the throats of the Baroque Studio's survivors. The whole throat was immediately entangled and pulled out from the flesh. Blood spurted out and made a "whoosh" sound.
The soft bodies were still struggling on the deck, and vague sounds came out of their mouths. Vivian and Icaram couldn't help but look at them. Yarlin showed a gentle smile on his face. "There will be no living people who can leak the secret. Princess Vivian can rest assured!"
For Yarlin's understanding, Vivian only felt that her body seemed to be a little weak. She reluctantly squeezed out a smile on her face.
"Clean up the deck, hang up the Marine flag, and continue to move towards the Grand Line." Yarlin ordered Morido, then turned his head and continued to smile at Vivian. "Now, Princess Vivian, can you tell me why you went through so much trouble to see me?"
"…" Vivian pondered for a moment and raised her head to meet Yarlin's gaze. Alabasta was already on the edge of the cliff. She had no other better choice. She gritted her teeth and said, "I hope to get the help of the Marine, Colonel Yarlin."
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