Chapter 139 - Chapter 141 (1/2)
Amell and Minerva arrived at Alabasta where Robin was currently located. Amell stood at the front of the ice platform with his hands resting behind his back. He was wearing his extra-long Kung Fu master outfit, with black Kung Fu slippers on his feet. This was the outfit he felt most at home in and such became the one he wore most of the time. And also because he was lazy and this outfit was the easiest to slip in and out of.
They stepped onto the shore of the island and what greeted them was an endless amount of sand, a desert stretching for miles with no end in sight. Their goal was Rainbase, a city that was prospering despite the drought that was currently ongoing in this country. This was the city where Robin was currently located.
Operating on this island was also Crocodile, the Warlord that Robin was working for. And Amell had been thinking for a while about how bending translated into this world. Since he was a peak master in bending and sub-bending, he thought about how that would work against elemental based devil fruits. He theorized that he should be able to render them all obsolete, since for example if crocodile's body was made out of sand then he should be able to control it and essentially control Crocodile himself.
”So now we just have to walk the rest of the way? I hate walking!” Minerva complained while gazing over the endless desert.
”Of course not! That would take days to accomplish.” Amell waved his hand and the sand underneath their feet started moving and soon they were riding a wave of sand. They were travelling across the desert on this wave at incredible speed.
Inside the city of rainbase, Amell and Minerva traversed the streets and observed the unique culture they had in Alabasta. They were wearing hooded cloaks that Amell had made Minerva buy before they entered the city. Walking around with Amell exposing his face would spell disaster. And there were plenty of hooded figures walking around this city so they blended in just fine.
”This is a beautiful city, I'm so surprised that Crocodile is managing to keep this city afloat with only criminals.” Minerva was street smart, with a look she could identify where every person she saw fit in on the social ladder.
”Crocodile is a clever boy. He knows how to manipulate people and he is a great businessman. And with his devil fruit being sand-based, this country is perfect for him.” Amell saw a great and shiny casino in the distance and that was where crocodile lived.
”I suppose so,” Minerva quieted down and chose to observe the city instead of talking. So now they were just walking beside each other in silence.
Amell was walking while using observation haki and to say that his haki capabilities were impressive was an understatement. He could without even trying, cover this entire city inside the influence of his observation haki. And he saw Robin inside the casino, standing together with Crocodile.
”Robin and Crocodile are inside the casino, so let's wait until Robin leaves.” Amell turned his gaze towards the building on his left. It looked to be a run-down bar and that was the perfect place to lay low for a while.
They went down a small staircase and entered a dimly lit room with only a couple of tables and not enough chairs to cover that small amount of tables. They walked inside with their hoods on and sat down at a small round table that had only two chairs.
”What will it be?” Yelled the man behind the bar in an unfriendly tone. He had barely any hair on his head and a scraggly beard that the man seemed to have forgotten that he had by the state it was in.
”Two glasses of water, please,” Amell answered in a hushed tone while holding up two fingers to the man.
”Water? You must be outsiders then. That's not something that comes easily, even in this city.” The man said and his eyes narrowed as he tried to figure out the identity of Amell and Minerva.
'So Crocodile is already hard at work, I see.' Amell thought and gave the man a nod in confirmation.
”So what brought you to this dump of a city?” He said while pouring himself a drink. And he downed it in one go and afterwards let out a deep sigh.
”Dump? You're not pleased by living here?” Amell said and smiled under the hood.
”It's all that damn Crocodile's fault! Everyone thinks he's such a hero, but I was born in the slums and I have lived here all my life. So I can recognize a fellow no-good low life scum whenever I see one. He's gonna be the death of us all, but why do I care? I will have drunk myself into the deep sleep ages before that happens.” He poured himself another glass and that drink disappeared down his throat in about a second, just like the last one.