One Piece: Honey Badger Speedruns the World

"Ha! That big potato is definitely not as good as Smoothie!"

Carrot has been completely won over by a glass of carrot juice, and now Smoothie is second only to Goss in her heart.

"Hmph, Snag?"

Upon hearing this name, Smoothie downed a glass of wine with great gusto and sneered:

"That muscle-bound idiot. He can't do anything but swing that piece of junk."

They keep shouting about the "majesty of the generals," but they can't even handle a few newcomers. They're really a disgrace to our Four Sweethearts.

Oh! He's already a three-star general.

"That's right!"

Mia also took a sip of wine, a slight blush rising to her cheeks, her previous restraint dissipating considerably.

"That strike was heavy, but it was all brute force, without any 'artistic conception'. If it had been a swordsman with a higher level of skill, I probably would have been dead long ago."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh... Even newcomers to the sea look down on him."

Smoothie laughed so hard she nearly fell over, splashing water everywhere.

She stretched out her incredibly long leg and placed it on the edge of the pool, while one hand wrapped around Mia's shoulder in an extremely domineering manner:

"I like you guys. You're much more interesting than my sisters who are always scheming against each other or just crying all the time."

Suddenly, Smoothie paused in her swirling of the wine glass, her pale purple eyes glancing seemingly casually at Mia through the crimson liquid:

"But speaking of which... that mink named Goss."

"Hmm?" Mia looked up.

"To make Mom value this so much..."

Smoothie leaned lazily against the pool wall, a hint of amusement in her voice:

"It seems he's more than just a foodie. What does he mean to you?"

"He is the captain, and also my brother, someone I need to protect."

Mia answered decisively, a hint of unwavering determination flashing in her eyes.

"That makes things easier."

Smoothie's lips curled into a shrewd smile as she lightly tapped the rim of the glass with her fingers.

"Mom is very interested in him now, which means he will most likely become our new family member."

But in the big family of Wan Guo... just having a mother's love isn't enough; you also have to be on the right side.

She leaned closer to Mia, her words carrying a hint of seduction:

"Rather than being lured by that cunning long-tongued man—Perospero or that stupid potato—it's better to have him cooperate with me."

I can give you what you want, in exchange for him siding with me on certain matters.

At this point, Smoothie shrugged again, reverting to her nonchalant attitude:

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't get in touch with him, or if he's unwilling."

She reached out and tucked a strand of wet hair behind her ear, thinking to herself.

Since I've already obtained Mia's bounty of 2 million, I can take credit for that.

As for that Goss... it might not be a good thing for me to take all the credit for myself.

Smoothie swirled her wine glass, looking at the two of them:

"Listen carefully. Until Mom gives the word, this Juice Town is your territory."

"Little bunny, there's plenty of 'Emperor Carrots' here."

"As for Mia..."

Smoothie narrowed her eyes, looking at Mia's healing wounds, and a smile appeared on her face:

"Your body is very resilient; you're a rare find. I'll be pushing your limits these next few days... If you can pull through, your physical abilities will see a huge leap forward."

"Oh……"

Mia raised her glass, her eyes clear and fearless:

"As long as there's alcohol and that kind of 'treatment'... I'll play along to the end."

"And carrot juice!!"

Carrot raised her glass high.

Ding--!

The crisp sound of glasses clinking echoed in the night sky.

……

Qimi Town Square.

The atmosphere was tense, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

"Leave the man here, Becky."

A huge shadow blocked their way.

Snag carried the enormous katana like a mountain of flesh.

He looked down at the diminutive Capone Becky, his eyes fierce:

"I caught this one named Baal first."

As a general, I have the authority to take over this important position and personally deliver it to my mother.

Between the two of them, Baal, bound hand and foot, was trembling as he watched the two gods fight.

"call……"

Becky was not intimidated by Snag's imposing manner.

He slowly took a puff of his cigar, exhaling a ring of gray smoke, his eyes both sinister and calm:

"Take over? That sounds nice."

"I brought Bale with me; we've known each other for a long time. You think you can just take the credit now?"

Becky sneered and flicked the ash off her suit:

"Even if they are from the Charlotte family, their behavior is just too disgusting."

"Watch your attitude! You're an outsider!"

Snag's forehead veins bulged, and he took a sudden step forward, his terrifying aura causing the floor to creak.

"Standing before you is Charlotte Snag, one of the 'Four Sweet Commanders'! Here, my word is law!"

"The Four Generals?"

Upon hearing this word, Becky reacted as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

He took the cigar from his mouth, a sneer playing on his lips.

"Hey, did I remember wrong? Or is the concussion that 'weird monk' Urouge gave you still not healed?"

Om-!

Snag's pupils instantly contracted to the size of pinpoints; that was his absolute Achilles' heel.

Becky, however, was completely unfazed by the other's murderous intent. He raised his head, his eyes sharp as knives, and plunged the knife into Snag's heart, word by word:

"Defeated by that Urouge who's good for nothing but brute force... By now, Whole Cake Island must be the 'Sweet Commanders' by now, right?"

"What's with this disgraced general putting on airs?"

"You...you're asking for it!!!"

Snag was completely enraged, and his huge katana was drawn with a roar.

Click.

Becky's body instantly transformed into a miniature castle, with countless gun barrels protruding from within him, aimed at Snag:

"Want to make a move? Perfect, I'd like to test just how much of that 'former general' title is real."

It looked like an internal conflict was about to erupt.

"Stop it, all of you!!!"

Montor, furious, charged up from behind, carrying a huge book. He stood between the two, sweating profusely.

"Are you all insane?! In the Kingdom of Ten Thousand, internal strife is strictly prohibited!"

"If Mom finds out you two are fighting over credit, neither of you will survive!!"

"snort!"

Snag slammed the knife back into its sheath, his face so dark it could drip water.

"cut."

Bege also retracted the power of the Castle-Castle Fruit and picked up his cigar again.

Mondor wiped away a cold sweat, his dark-circled eyes darting between the two men before he immediately offered a solution:

"Since it's a gift for Mom, let's go together!"

He pointed at Barr:

"Bege captured the man, and Snag was in charge of escorting him. This is also to show the unity of our World Kingdom! The credit goes to both of you!"

Snag scoffed, "This kid's lucky."

Although he was annoyed, he didn't dare to actually fight Capone Bege, since Urouge, who defeated him, was a member of the Worst Generation Supernova in the same cohort as Bege.

He wasn't sure how strong Becky was either; these days, all the newcomers are monsters.

Becky shrugged. "I don't care, as long as they don't cause me any trouble."

"Then it's settled!"

Mondor breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to put a stop to this powder keg.

However, just as he was about to turn around and slip away...

Pfft.

A girl floating like a balloon suddenly landed on his shoulder.

Franpe cried out, her face streaked with tears:

"Brother Mondor, what should I do about my appointment as Minister of Honey...?"