thefictionvixens Chapter 13 Joely Bonney
Chapter 13 Joely Bonney
"Gulp—" The fist-sized cake was swallowed in one bite.
"Rip—" A huge bite was taken off the pistol leg, which was bigger than a face.
The gluttonous Joelle Bonney was sitting cross-legged on a large wooden table, her petite figure almost completely obscured by a mountain of empty plates around her.
"One more plate, boss!"
She didn't even have time to look up; she simply raised her greasy hand high and gestured towards the kitchen, her voice muffled by the food in her mouth.
Soon, a steaming hot whole roasted chicken was brought out on the plate. The freshly roasted chicken had a crispy skin and was sizzling with hot oil.
Bonnie's already large eyes shone even brighter at this moment, or rather, at this moment, her entire world consisted only of the mouthwatering dish in front of her.
She grabbed the new roast chicken, unceremoniously tore off another leg, and continued to devour it with relish, muttering contentedly to herself:
"It smells so good! It smells so good! It's so delicious!"
Beside her, several burly fishermen, also dressed in denim overalls, watched the young captain wolfing down her food with tender eyes, a faint unease surfacing deep within their gazes.
The leader leaned close to Bonnie's ear and whispered:
"Boss, we really should go! The lookout has spotted the navy masts; their ship will be docked in half an hour at most! If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!"
"Mmm...just one more bite, please~"
Bonnie gave a vague reply, her eyes fixed on the chicken leg in her hand, as if it were the only treasure in the world.
As she shoved a large piece of chicken into her mouth, she mumbled a complaint:
"After setting sail... glug... I'll never taste the flavors of home again! On this vast ocean, I don't even know where my next decent meal will be!"
Finally, with the combined efforts of several strong men,
The table, along with the food on it and Bonnie, were packed up and carried by four corners, quickly evacuated towards the back door.
"Boss, excuse me!"
"Oops! My plate is going to fall!" Bonnie exclaimed.
This comical yet somewhat embarrassing scene drew the attention of the few other diners in the restaurant.
Upon seeing this, Kuroro's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, and he quietly got up and followed behind.
The big eater – Joelle Bonney.
The Year-Year Person is a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit that has been consumed by the Year-Year Fruit.
Although she looked like a girl in her early twenties at that time,
In reality, she used her abilities to disguise herself and change her age and appearance, while her original age at this time was only 8 years old.
If asked to determine who the strongest person in the One Piece world is, Chrollo might not be able to answer immediately. However, if asked to evaluate who has the greatest talent in the One Piece world...
He would definitely vote for the girl in front of him.
She mastered the Paramecia-type Age-Age Fruit at the age of 8, and officially set sail at the age of 9 to become the captain of the Bonney Pirates.
He landed on Sabaody Archipelago at the age of 10 and became one of the eleven Supernovas of the Worst Generation.
He mastered Armament Haki at the age of 11 and escaped from Akainu.
Having developed the Fruit of Years to its ultimate potential at the age of 12, one can use the technique [Distorted Future - Free Future] to glimpse and simulate "a certain possibility of the future."
He can even briefly transform into a "Nika" Release form similar to Monkey D. Luffy, unleashing the "Nika Fist" that contains the will to liberate!
What an extraordinary gift!
When our protagonist Luffy was around ten years old, he was still crying behind Sabo and Ace!
Shanks, one of the Four Emperors, was just an apprentice crew member on Gol D. Roger's pirate ship when he was around ten years old.
And what about Joni Bonney?
At the age of ten, she had already become a force to be reckoned with in the New World. Her growth rate and the potential she showed were simply the strongest in the history of the One Piece world!
Moreover, Jewelry Bonney has an even more important identity: she is the daughter of a Celestial Dragon.
Her mother, Ginny, was unfortunately kidnapped by the Celestial Dragons and forced to become their "wife".
Later, he was ruthlessly abandoned because he contracted "Qingyulin" disease, which was considered incurable at the time.
In the final moments of her life, Ginny risked her life to bring Bonnie, still an infant, back to her homeland—the Kingdom of Sorbet.
After his death, Bonnie was entrusted to the care of the Great Bear, who was then the King of the Kingdom of Sorbet.
That's right... it's the one known as the "Tyrant"—Bartholomew the Bear.
Kuroro knew that Kuma's fate was destined to be tragic.
At this point, Kuma may have already accepted Vegapunk's modifications, voluntarily erasing his consciousness and gradually transforming into a war machine without emotions, only capable of executing orders—the "Pacifista" PX-0.
Even in the near future, the loyal, strong men who are currently protecting Bonnie with their lives—these fishermen who were once friends with Big Bear—will also lose their lives one after another while protecting her on the journey ahead.
Ultimately, this exceptionally talented young woman will lose all those she cherishes and become a true, solitary avenger.
In Chrollo's eyes, this was simply... the perfect partner tailor-made for the Phantom Troupe.
A deep-seated hatred for the Celestial Dragons and the World Government burned within her, a hatred that could be transformed into the most unwavering fighting spirit.
She has a strong drive to find her biological father and uncover the truth about her origins, and this drive will propel her to become stronger.
Her terrifying potential and talent, once properly guided and honed, will surely shine brightly and illuminate the entire world.
She is the perfect candidate to fill the last piece of the Phantom Troupe's puzzle, an important member of the "Lost Foot," and the perfect successor to the "Number 4" position represented by the traitor Hisoka.
"I never expected such a pleasant surprise."
Sailing eastward proved remarkably effective; instead of finding a helmsman of a ship without sails or a scholar delving into the texts of history, they first encountered the perfect candidate to serve as a lost foot.
"Found you... the future Number 4." Kuroro murmured to himself, his voice so soft that only he could hear it.
He then took a step and followed, his figure completely blending into the shadows of the street, like a silent ghost, beginning to weave his web, preparing to capture this young "spider" with boundless potential.
Meanwhile, on naval ships along the town's coastline, flanked by flags of peace doves,
A black military boot slowly stepped off the ship's dock and onto the shore, making a heavy thud.
A man with short white hair, a burly build, and wearing a navy overcoat took a deep drag on the cigar in his mouth. The flame burned brightly, quickly reaching the bottom of the cigar thanks to his astonishing lung capacity.
He then exhaled a puff of smoke, which immediately enveloped half of his face in a cloud of smoke.
"Tch~ It's just to capture some greenhorn, and they actually sent me here."
If Kuroro were here, he would recognize him at a glance.
The visitor was a Marine Headquarters Captain—the owner of the Logia-type Smoke-Smoke Fruit—known as the White Hunter...
Smoker.