Sun Devourer | Trafalgar Law

Chapter 29: Sunling

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"So you're saying this insignia is a key?" Law's voice carried a note of intrigue as he leaned forward, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studied the intricate design etched into the metal.

(Y/n) nodded, her brow furrowed in concentration as she turned the insignia over in her hands. "Yes," she replied, her tone thoughtful. "But if it's a key, I wonder what it's for?"

Law leaned back in his seat, crossing his legs as he set his sword, Kikoku, aside. "Slow down, (Y/n)-ya," he said, his voice calm and measured. "How did you come to the conclusion that the insignia is a key?"

(Y/n) took a moment to collect her thoughts, her gaze fixed on the insignia as if searching for answers within its intricate patterns. "It's all in the details," she explained, her voice steady. "The way the grooves are shaped, the placement of the symbols—it all points to a mechanism of some kind, like a lock waiting to be opened."

Law nodded in understanding, his expression thoughtful. "I see," he murmured, his mind already working to piece together the puzzle before them. "So if this insignia is indeed a key, then the question becomes: what does it unlock?"

(Y/n) carefully examined the insignia, her mind buzzing with possibilities. As an inventor, she approached the mystery with a keen eye for detail and a knack for problem-solving.

"Well, from a mechanical standpoint," (Y/n) began, her voice measured and professional, "the design of this insignia suggests that it could indeed function as a key. The intricate grooves and patterns are reminiscent of those found on traditional locking mechanisms, indicating that it may be intended to fit into a specific lock."

She paused, considering her next words carefully. "However, without more information about its intended purpose or the context in which it was found, it's difficult to say for certain what exactly it unlocks. It could be a literal key, used to open a physical lock or compartment, or it could be symbolic, unlocking a deeper mystery or hidden knowledge."

"It could be a means to access the chamber where Svargo is housed or to reveal details about Svargo's whereabouts," speculated (Y/n).

Law nodded thoughtfully, considering her words. "That's a possibility," he acknowledged, his gaze drifting back to the insignia. "I can tell that the Museum is known for it's secretive nature, so it wouldn't be surprising if they had hidden away important information or resources behind locked doors."

(Y/n) furrowed her brow in concentration, her mind already racing with ideas. "If that's the case," she continued, "then perhaps we can use the insignia to gain access to those hidden areas. But first, we'll need to determine where exactly these locks are located and how to bypass any security measures that may be in place."

Law nodded in agreement, a sense of determination settling over him. "Agreed," he replied, his voice firm.

(Y/n) warmly smiled at Law, her eyes sparkling with appreciation as she looked at him. "We do make a pretty good team, don't you think?" she remarked, her voice filled with genuine warmth and admiration.

Law returned her smile, a sense of pride swelling within him at her words. "Absolutely," he replied, his tone earnest. "I couldn't ask for a better partner in this journey."

(Y/n) smiled at him while shaking her head. "You're being adorable."

(Y/n) and Law sat nestled in a cozy corner of the tavern, their wooden stools tucked away beneath a sturdy oak table adorned with flickering candles. The tavern itself exuded an air of rustic charm, with rough-hewn beams crisscrossing the ceiling overhead and weathered planks lining the walls.