One Piece: Mandala Swordsman

Chapter 33 Let's Begin

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, the wind howled and the waves surged. The raging wind whipped the rain into colorless whips, viciously lashing the deck and glass, emitting ear-piercing screams. The wind also violently pounded against the glass, like vicious thugs determined to break into the house. The black pirate flag looked defeated in the lightning and thunder, but the flickering light made the skull look even more ferocious.

The storms at sea are always unpredictable, carrying ships and people away, and it seems to be their lifelong pursuit to sound a mournful song.

However, there was someone in the cabin who would rather face the storm than stay there. If her body hadn't been tightly bound by ropes, she would have jumped into the sea to escape.

The wooden table inside the cabin was covered with crystal-clear glass bottles, most of which had exquisite shapes. People who lack artistic talent might find it hard to imagine that the vessels could have such a wide variety of shapes, but the color of the liquid inside was hard to agree with.

There was a despairing green like a swamp abyss, a terrifying black like a cave, and a stimulating, horrifying red, and these liquids kept bubbling cutely as the ship shook.

At the very least, it's certain that this is definitely not something you can drink.

However, the person who created these liquids clearly did not think that way.

Dean Garwan, captain of the Scorpion Pirates, has a bounty of 4800 million Berries. He is skilled in using poison, cunning, and stands two meters tall. Among the fierce pirates, he appears kind and gentle. If you didn't know him, you would think he was a gentle and refined gentleman. Although his fighting ability does not match his bounty, his use of poison is superb, and he himself enjoys studying various poisons.

In order to achieve his dictatorial rule, he poisoned almost all of his crew members to prevent betrayal.

He also had a disgusting hobby: live human experimentation.

Newly developed poisons are often tested on living people to verify their efficacy, and he records the various changes in his diary.

This perverse hobby began in his childhood and continues to this day.

Meanwhile, the lamb waiting to be slaughtered nearby had already turned ashen-faced.

She was a young woman with slightly curly long black hair, a sexy figure, and tearful eyes that made her look pitiful. Unfortunately, the villain in front of her had no intention of showing her any mercy. She knew that her death was imminent, so she could only whimper.

"Then, let's begin!" The gentle voice, with its seductive tone, was incredibly charming even in the darkness.

……

"Well then, let's begin." The sweet voice and gentle tone made the little girl's voice exceptionally adorable, no matter where she was speaking.

If we ignore the immediate environment...

Dean had been slashed twice in the abdomen and three times in the back. Two of his teeth were knocked out. His once handsome face was now distorted by pain, and all that remained were his grief and painful sobs.

Roman had gained a significant understanding of the vitality of the people in this world. A great pirate with a bounty of 4800 million Berries would not die so easily. Even if he looked miserable, as long as he let him go, he would probably recover from his injuries in a month or so and then make a comeback to continue his evil deeds.

As for now? Because of the pain, he could only see a pair of black boots pacing back and forth, with occasional drops of water leaving behind a black liquid. However, Dean, who was good at experiments, knew that this had nothing to do with poison, but was more like a dye.

She sneaked in during the torrential rain. When?

Looks like I'll have to dye my hair again? Roman thought to himself, touching his hair which was already turning a little red.

However, there are still things to take care of.

She should have been a little harsher, but at least she deserved to hear his answer, didn't she?

"Why……"

"Why doesn't your poison work on me? Are you kidding me? Do you think I came to you without any preparation? Although your abilities are just so-so, your poison is still terrifying. I went to a lot of trouble for it and owed a lot of favors."

They came specifically to find him. To be able to knock out all his crew members in the dark without him noticing, they must have extraordinary strength. But it's surprising that someone with such strength would come looking for an ordinary pirate.

Even though he was the undisputed leader on the ship, Dean was different from other pirates, adhering to the principle of caution, so he didn't think he had really gotten himself into trouble.

"You didn't come looking for me because of my head, did you?"

"For your poison."

"So, you need my poison. If that's the case, we can definitely change our way of communicating. A lady like you shouldn't be so furious with me; it's not worth it." With that, Dean tried to get up.

However, he failed because Roman stepped on his shoulder.

With a crisp "crack," he knew his shoulder blade had shattered.

However, compared to other wounds, this one doesn't seem to matter much.

"I don't know, how can I be of service to you?" Dean said, enduring the pain.

"I've heard that your poisons are quite magical; they come in liquid, gaseous, and solid forms, and each has various effects."

“Yes.” Dean’s blood-stained face broke into a wide smile when he heard that his precious treasure was of interest.

"So, is there any poison that is weak in quantity but can kill people if ingested over a long period of time?"

"Are you planning to assassinate someone? Although I personally believe that your skills are sufficient to kill most high-ranking officials, I still appreciate your trust in my abilities."

People who know how to flatter always live longer, and Dean can be said to be a master of the art of survival.

"Does it exist or not?"

"Of course, after all, I am an expert in poisons. Although I personally prefer the more potent toxins, as an expert, one should be willing to explore areas one does not like."

"You talk too much. Is there any poison that can change your skin color, making it whiter and whiter?"

"You're not talking about lead, are you? I've seen it used to..."

"I asked you if you have it?"

It seems he truly lives up to his reputation as a poison expert; he knows everything he needs to know.

“Yes, yes, yes… I’m willing to make as many as you need.” Dean knew that this might be his chance to survive.

The navy has been on some kind of spree lately, eliminating wave after wave of pirates, forcing him to keep a low profile.

"Alright, then I'll trouble your ship and crew to come with me to a place."

Aside from Dean's crew, everyone else had been poisoned by Dean, so it didn't matter whether Dean was the actual controller or not; all that mattered was having the antidote.

Where are we going?

"Frevans, I hope you can make a name for yourself there."