Chapter 39: Jello writes a story, the cauldron execution begins

As night fell, Zero told Quinn and the others everything that needed to be done tomorrow, then returned to his room with Kozuki Oden's diary.

Black Maria, holding Suqin, had been waiting for a long time. After seeing Jello, she bowed slightly and showed her advantages very well.

"Go down. You don't have to listen to music tonight." Jello leaned back in his chair and waved at her.

"The slaves know."

Black Maria's gentle voice was mixed with loss as she slowly left the room.

When passing by Jero, she would intentionally or unintentionally rub the back of his hand with her soft spot.

This little action did catch Jello's attention.

"Is she really a woman who admires the strong? She is so anxious to grasp the future."

"Unfortunately, you are not yet eighteen years old."

Jello looked at the departing figure of Black Maria and estimated her age in his mind. It would take some time to cultivate her. If he wanted to eat the most delicious fruit, he had to wait until it was ripe.

Not only sweet, but also juicy!

After the little episode, Zero spread out the diary that Oden gave him on the table.

"Is this diary serious?"

Jello looked at the cover of the diary and couldn't help but wonder this.

A small booklet can actually permanently change the will of others. What secret is hidden in it?

With the intention of uncovering the secret, Jello turned to the first page.

The more Jello looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong. His brows were furrowed and his face looked serious.

"The content of this book describes the character of samurai in a very noble way. If I had never seen a samurai, I would be confused after reading it!"

After reading it, Zero finally understood why Yamato admired Kozuki Oden in the original work.

"The effect of making children admire you through storytelling is similar to the effect of making children yearn for Germa 66's battle uniforms through comics."

"Maybe I can write a story, and maybe I can get a nice little fan girl!"

With this thought in mind, Jello found some paper and wrote furiously until dawn the next day, without sleeping all night.

"I didn't expect writing would be so brain-wasting."

Jello rubbed his sore neck and put the shotgun invented by Quinn on his back.

"Adjust your state. We have to give them a little shock today!"

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The downtown area of ​​the Flower City is bustling with traffic and activity.

A large oil pot with steam rising from it was placed in the center of the crowd, with boiling oil bubbling inside.

On the high platform next to it, three carefully prepared chairs were neatly placed.

On the far left, the black charcoal snake with a square head looks ferocious, with an arrogant look on his face.

On the far right, Quinn, with his fat body squeezed on the chair, was holding a cigarette and humming a little tune leisurely.

The middle seat was empty, but no one dared to covet it.

"I can't wait any longer. Has Lord Calamity not arrived yet?"

After a long time, Kurozumi Orochi rubbed his hands like a fly and asked Quinn anxiously.

"Can't wait to start."

"Tian Zai told me yesterday that I don't need to wait for him."

Quinn put down the cigarette in his hand and replied impatiently.

"Then didn't you tell me earlier?"

Kurozumi Orochi said angrily.

"You didn't ask me!" Quinn changed to a comfortable sitting position.

"damn it!"

Kurozumi Orochi cursed inwardly, and then he shouted to his subordinates: "Tell the guards to bring Kozuki Oden over here!"

"Yes!"

The subordinate responded and went to do it immediately.

After a while, he ran over with a panicked look on his face: "General Dashe, all the guards guarding the prison are dead!"

"All dead, right?"

The black charcoal snake widened its eyes in horror and its palms were sweating.

As if in response to his bad guess, Kozuki Oden, wrapped in bandages, slowly approached this direction.

"How is that possible? Why isn't he wearing any shackles?"

Seeing Kozuki Oden, Kurozumi Orochi felt uneasy and quickly got up from the chair.

"Look at your useless appearance. Lord Calamity has already handcuffed his neck tightly with invisible chains. Nothing is more reliable than that."

Quinn looked at Kurozumi Orochi with contempt, and then said: "If Oden acts rashly here, it will be regarded as a waiver, and those retainers behind the bell will immediately lose their heads."

"I see. I was shocked."

"As long as he can really get into the frying pan!"

Kurozumi Orochi stroked his pounding heart and returned to his seat.

"Look, His Highness the Fool is coming over here."

"I'm not dancing naked these days. I'm trying the frying pan challenge instead!"

The crowd watching on both sides pointed fingers at Kozuki Oden, slandering and cursing him.

"Orochi!!"

Kozuki Oden saw clearly the person sitting on the platform and let out a roar.

Hearing this sudden roar, the black charcoal snake trembled all over and almost peed its pants.

"Hey, now that you're all here, let's get started!"

Quinn looked at Moriah and Perona who had also arrived, and said to Kozuki Oden impatiently.

"Humph!"

Kozuki Oden snorted coldly, said no more, and walked to the oil pan.

He lifted his feet and stepped onto the stairs prepared for him; each step felt unusually heavy.

"Even if I saved Kin'emon and the others today, where are you, Kanjuro?"

"I hope you won't betray Wano Country like Leopard Goro did!"

He muttered to himself. At this juncture, the first person he thought of was the most loyal Kanjuro.

"Bah!"

The sound of hot oil frying meat was heard, and Kozuki Oden had already stepped into the wok.

“Sizzle…”

The sound of frying continued, and Kozuki Oden's whole body was immersed in the oil pan.

"Hahahaha burp!"

Kurozumi Orochi clapped his hands and laughed, and his originally heavy mood was swept away.

With Kanjuro's preparation, as long as Kozuki Oden follows the script of natural disaster and goes into the oil pan, he will be 100% dead!

"Let the countdown begin!"

Kozuki Oden endured the pain and spoke to Quinn and others with gritted teeth.

"In half an hour, Perona will attack Kozuki Oden."

"Anyone who dares to interfere in this game within the stipulated time of one hour will be against the Beasts Pirates and will bear the consequences at their own risk!"

Quinn stood up from the chair and followed Jello's instructions and spoke out in front of everyone.

"An hour?"

"There's something exciting to watch now!"

When the onlookers in the front row heard that it would take so long, they began to eat the wild fruits leisurely, with a completely amusement mentality.

Not far from the execution ground, Jello pointed at those callous guys, patted Bao Goro on the shoulder and asked:

"They are the ones that Your Highness the Fool wants to protect, right?"

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