Chapter 138

They vaguely guessed what was happening!

In a few blinks,

only Nami, Chopper, and Usopp remained on the deck, shivering as they watched the "Ghost Ship" drift from beside the Going Merry into the darkness.

"W-what... what do we do?" Usopp asked.

"I absolutely won't go!" Chopper refused.

"But our main force is over there..." Nami reminded them.

The three fell silent for a few seconds,

then Nami turned into lightning first, shooting toward the "Ghost Ship" that was about to vanish.

What could the remaining Chopper and Usopp do?

"Wait for me!"

The two hurriedly pulled out their Mk-5s and suited up to catch up.

Landing on the deck with trembling hearts,

they saw the Straw Hat Pirates all standing at the ship's edge, while the afro-skull in the middle of the deck leaned on his cane, as Laboon and Crocus stared at him with intense emotion.

"Yo-ho-ho-ho—your first impression of me feels very familiar, but staring at me like that still makes me blush." The afro-skull waved his hand, saying: "Although as a skeleton, I have no skin to blush with! Yo-ho-ho-ho—"

That cold skeleton joke was definitely Brook, no doubt about it.

Crocus, hearing that uncharacteristically familiar voice, finally confirmed his guess.

"I never thought... you had been buried in this Devil's Triangle all this time, and we missed each other like this... I was too hasty." Crocus looked at Sima Di.

If not for this kid convincing him...

the promise between Laboon and the Rumbar Pirates might never have been fulfilled in his lifetime.

"Yo-ho-ho-ho—You... who are you?" Brook suddenly spoke seriously.

He seemed to have guessed something too!

"Guessed it?" Crocus said in a deep voice: "You are Brook, right? That signature afro. I am Crocus!"

Brook:? っQ?;)っ

Straw Hat Pirates: "Eh?"

Everyone knew about the "Promise with Laboon."

But they never expected to meet under such circumstances!

After the initial shock, Brook was suddenly in tears.

"Crocus... if you are here, then Laboon... it... it..."

Clearly, he had misunderstood something.

Crocus didn't explain further, but instead looked at Laboon.

The person you have thought of for fifty years is right before your eyes; why dare not speak?

Laboon was indeed very nervous.

And very hesitant.

She looked at the skeleton Brook before her; although that signature afro was unmistakable, but...

could this be a dream?

If it is a dream, then she does not want to wake up.

Just like feeling shy when returning home, Laboon now felt a bit afraid instead.

"This beautiful Young Lady, please do not be afraid; I do not eat people." Brook politely adjusted his bow tie and bowed, saying: "May I... see your panties?"

Oh no!

It appeared!!!

Brook's infamous lecherous scene!

【Ding! Congratulations on signing in at the famous scene "Afro Skeleton Who Loves Panties!", receiving the sign-in reward "Soul Fire of the Super Skeleton Soldier"!】

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"Soul Fire of the Super Skeleton Soldier": A flame condensed from a skeleton's soul, which can grow stronger by devouring other souls, or be devoured by other souls!;

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Sima Di, watching the show from the side, was also speechless with a mix of laughter and helplessness.

A very touching reunion of comrades was forcibly turned by Brook into a lecherous guy teasing a young girl.

Laboon, having interacted with people during this time, also knew about "propriety and shame."

Asked by Brook like that, she immediately became angry out of embarrassment!

A black fist struck directly on Brook's bowed skull head!

"Bang!"

Brook was smashed onto the deck; a strange lump of flesh grew on his skull, and he gritted his teeth, gasping in pain.

Even for a skeleton, Armament Haki can inflict real damage!

Crocus's expression was strange; was this what Laboon waited fifty years for?

Hmm...

It was somewhat not worth it.

With Brook messing things up like this, Laboon's fear vanished—what was there to fear about this thing?

She immediately declared her identity!

And then...

Sima Di, watching the famous scene flood the screen, got excited too!

Who would have thought that a mere trivial effort to make up for a regret would yield such a generous reward?

And......

"The wind is so strong, it blew sand right into my eyes......"

? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick? Incense stick?

Debt repayment progress: 【21,500 characters / 103,500 characters】 Country!

Author's note: The author is an Immortal Wanderer. Because of YQ, as a volunteer I was busy from morning until afternoon. Please forgive the very late update time!

43. The Final Grand Chorus! Sima Di's Oath!

With Brook stirring things up like this, Laboon's timidity vanished as well.

She stepped forward half a pace,

The young girl, at one meter sixty, was just at eye level with Brook, who sat on the ground.

"Brook, of the Rumba Pirates, besides you, where are the others?" Laboon asked.

She looked at the broken surroundings around her, and actually already had a rough guess......

At Brook's words, his emotions clearly shifted. He touched his own skull as he recalled something, and for a long while did not speak.

"I'm asking you a question, Brook. What are you dawdling about?" Crocus said impatiently.

Only now did Brook come back to his senses.

He gazed up at the sky and sighed: "The Rumba Pirates...... only I am left......"

Everyone fell silent, watching Laboon nervously.

Laboon, who had waited fifty years only to receive this news, heard the words and tears burst from her eye sockets. The sound of teardrops falling onto the deck was especially piercing in this gloomy black fog.

Everyone understood Laboon's feelings, but all they could do was remain silent.

Only Brook was very strange.

"This beautiful young lady......" Brook turned his head to look at Crocus: "Is she a descendant of one of the crew members? Why is she crying so sadly?"

Crocus did not answer, but asked back: "You've been drifting in this black fog for fifty years? For the sake of a promise?"

A promise?

Brook stood up, tidied his clothes down to the last detail, rested his skeletal hand on his cane, and gazed straight ahead.

"Has it already been fifty years?"

"In this lightless black fog, I truly did not know that so much time had already passed."

"Back then our pirate crew left Laboon at Twin Cape, with the promise that we would definitely come back for it...... Now that everyone else is dead, it is my duty to tell it everything."

Even though Laboon's story was already known,

Once it was truly confirmed that the one they were looking for was the skeleton before their eyes, everyone was still filled with all manner of emotions.