Rob the Emperor of the Zise

Late at night, there was only the light of the moon illuminating the few squares and streets under its soft white light.

Ace arrived slowly at the pub carrying with him a look of tiredness, after reading about fifty books, although now he has the Power to help him keep in shape, he still needs to sleep, eat and drink to stay in good health.

The pub door opened by itself as if by magic, Ace didn't find it so weird, but he was still on his guard against the possible attack.

He continued on his way and walked through the pub door, got inside, all the chairs were on the tables, the room perfectly clean, not a single trace of dirt visible, the room lit by little candles scattered on the walls.

'Wow, I'm impressed' Ace had to admit it, considering everyone there was when he walked into the pub this morning, not even the best housekeeper in the world could accomplish this feat in such a way time.

'I see' Ace smirked as if he understood something putting him aside for now.

"Ah there you are." A man's voice echoed from a room behind the counter.

A bright light accompanying a figure appeared before Ace who knew who the man in front of him was.

The same kept bartender, messy cropped purple hair, pale blue eyes and of course the tattoo of a jester on his left hand, with a lantern in his hand containing a lighted candle inside.

"Joka, we don't really know each other so come to the point, why did you make me come here?" Ace asked cautiously, he didn't know why but something was wrong, this guy was fishy.

Joka dropped his usual expressionless face as a mocking smile replaced him, eyes narrowed, looking at Ace like a small child.

"We're going to rob the Emperor haha" Joka laughed happily as Ace nearly choked on his breath.

'Who is that man? is it normal? Several personalities? ' Several thoughts wandered from Ace's mind, who was now looking at the Zise man in front of him with suspicion.

"Rob the emperor? Why?" Ace asked with his eyes wide open, as Joka only waved his hand to follow him.

The two entered the room behind the counter.

The room in question was very small, only one candle on a wooden table, no chair and only a painting hanging on the wall that one could see that upon entering the room, the candle dimly lit the painting, giving only the minimum of information it contained.

Joka walked up to the board and lit it with his lantern revealing its entire contents, loose bits of paper, torn sheets written in the language of the Zise and finally a kind of photo.

Ace focused his vision on the photo, his eyes opening in shock and his breathing quickening, absolutely unable to believe what he was seeing.

He took two steps back as he regained self-control, on the chalkboard, the ill-made photo of a man with black court hair, piercing yellow eyes, tall for five feet and a scar on his right cheek below his. eye.

Next to the man Ace recognized as Commander Shep, a woman with long blond hair, almond-shaped red eyes, a slender face, a small breast for a beautiful toned buttock measuring about five feet.

The two were talking to a Zise man in his late forties wearing an emperor's robe with two dragons circling around it.

"Commander Shep and Lieutenant Réa? But what are they doing here?" Ace wondered to himself aloud, Joka hearing him smirk strangely before saying:

"Do you know them? Very well but don't get too attached to them, it seems Emperor Zise is in cahoots with demons" Joka said looking at Ace with disdain as if he was saying something normal and fair .

"Demons? Ahah, the commander and lieutenant are Humans, not demons" Ace laughed at what Joka had just said, now it was he who was looking at him with disdain.

"I thought you were keener, your two friends in the picture are wicking with the emperor, if we connect the dots, the two are also wicking with demons ..." Joka shook his head looking at Ace like a dumb person.

"Alright alright, if we take your 'guess' then what does the heist you told me about mean? And how did you manage to take a picture?" Ace calmed down, holding back from hitting the idiot in front of him.

"That's a question worthy of a four-year-old, but I'll answer it-" Before having a chance to continue speaking, Joka leaned back, just avoiding the Katana that shaved his head.

Joka narrowed his eyes, smiling slightly at Ace.

"Question from a four year old and an aim from an infant, well done! 10/11" Joka applauds, now trying to avoid Ace's punches.

A few minutes later the scene calmed down and silence fell in the room.

"Um um, so how did you manage to take pictures with your little-advanced technology? The power?" Ace coughed as he recovered, he had managed to hit the bastard in front of him hard, bringing great satisfaction in the process.

"Right, the Power, well done ... no, in fact it's a drawing I took about 10 hours to do, but let's get to the important question" Coughing briefly, Joka got into a comfortable position despite the fact that punch marks were visible on his face.

"We are not going to rob his cash, but take evidence of what he is doing in secret and reveal it to the world!" Joka said raising his arms in the air waving to the nonexistent crowd as if he was doing an act of charity.

Ace narrowed his eyes at the mad man, then sighed.

"Okay what should we do then?" Ace asked, stopping Joka's circus in the process.

Joka stopped gesturing all over the place, looking at Ace with his eyes still narrowed, he gave a small smile starting to talk about his plan.