Chapter 140: Game

Boom!

A loud explosion shattered the tables in the restaurant.

"Please spare me, spare me!"

The restaurant owner, who had been standing by carefully, suddenly knelt down, his trembling forehead touching the floor, fully prostrating himself.

"Doflamingo, we haven't finished eating yet."

Holding a stack of plates, Rosinante gave a helpless look to Doflamingo across from him.

"It's just a story, no need to get so worked up."

Rosinante also turned to comfort the groveling owner.

"Get up, it's not your fault."

"Whew, how could I not be worked up?"

Naturally, what made Doflamingo so angry was the continuation of Rosinante's story:

During the battle, Captain Goku, who had broken through to 'Invulnerability' and developed the 'Fire-Eyed Golden Gaze,' was displaying his unrivaled might at Marine Headquarters, facing an overwhelming force, and just when he was about to show his heroic spirit—

The Marine Admiral ordered, "Hurry, summon the Celestial Dragon God!"

Then—

The invincible Captain Goku was ruthlessly crushed under the control of the incoming 'god,' pressed into the depths of the sea beneath five ten-thousand-meter mountains, abruptly ending his legendary tale!

How could Doflamingo not be furious about this?

"That's right," the black-haired female lieutenant colonel next to him nodded repeatedly.

"We have many top-notch experts in the Marines, and we have admirals and fleet admirals in command. There's no way we'd turn to the Celestial Dragons for help. And especially not some mysterious 'god' coming to save the day?"

"It's a pity," Colonel Yinda, the highest-ranking officer, shook her head, and it was unclear what she found regrettable.

"Captain Goku was indeed a towering hero, but due to factional struggles, he was wasted as a 'logistics officer' in the end. And he even rebelled to become a pirate, and even wanted to replace the Marines..."

As for Gizure, she sighed about Goku's past.

"Fufufu, a top-tier powerhouse on the high seas, reduced to the 'insulting' position of an unranked logistics officer. No matter who it is, they wouldn't stay in the Marines."

Doflamingo retorted.

"Moreover, the Marines initiated the siege of the 'Fruit Kingdom' first. Otherwise, Captain Goku wouldn't have bothered with those trash!"

The lieutenant commander with the braids raised her hand to argue.

"From Fish-Man Island, he forcibly took the 'Supreme Large Blade,' the Golden-Hooped Rod, from the Fish-Man King, and stripped the armaments of the Proud Bird Kingdom to arm his subordinates. These are pirate acts that should be punished—"

(Note: 'Supreme Large Blade' is only a classification of weapon quality, not necessarily referring to a sword.)

Uh...

Watching Doflamingo arguing with a group of Marine officers over "Captain Goku," Rosinante suddenly realized that Doflamingo was just a little over ten years old.

It's just that his height of nearly two meters, his battle-hardened killing intent, and his usual performance to maintain his family's prestige made Rosinante often overlook his age.

In his previous life, he was still at an age when he would compete with other kids to play "The Monkey King."

But in this world, he was already the leader of a massive force, a figure who could make children stop crying.

"Alright, alright."

Faced with this situation, Rosinante had to step in to mediate.

"It's just a story after all. Now that the story is finished, I think it's time for everyone to go?"

With that, Rosinante took out a stack of Beli and placed it directly on the restaurant's counter.

"Let's go,"

---

The story was finished, and the meal was eaten.

Different ideologies led to different paths.

Naturally, Gizure followed her Marine colleagues and returned to the warship stationed at the harbor. Rosinante and Doflamingo, on the other hand, headed to the temporary Lord's Mansion located in the city center.

"Rosinante, was it really just a story?"

As he grew older, Doflamingo's thoughts became more profound, and he pondered the story that Rosinante had told, a story he had only heard the ending of today.

It wasn't just that he wanted to hear the continuation; there was also a deeper meaning behind it as a 'reference.'

"Who knows?" Rosinante replied, "To me, it's just a story."

"It's a very good story,"

Huh?!

A sudden voice interrupted them, and in an instant, the overwhelming presence of the Third Generation Ghost Trafalgar Law and the threads shot out towards the source of the voice! The shockwaves alone were enough to tear the nearby buildings into pieces.

Swish,

However, in the nearby alley, a pair of hands were casually stretched out, and the threads from Trafalgar Law and Doflamingo's fingers turned soft:

Noodles?!

As for the feRosinanteous attack that could destroy this entire street, it was impossible to even discuss now.

"Vice-Admiral Crane, what do you mean by this?"

Seeing his Third Generation Ghost Trafalgar Law turn soft as 'noodles,' Rosinante's face turned unpleasant as he stepped back, raising his hand to stop Doflamingo, who was about to continue the attack.

When he withdrew his hand, he quickly gestured a sign with his five fingers towards the back.

It was a signal for Doflamingo to prepare the 'Multiple Electromagnetic Swords' for an attack—

"Don't be nervous, Donquixote Brothers."

A woman wearing a vice-admiral's coat walked out of the alley, her face gentle, her hands empty.

However, it was precisely these ordinary-looking hands that turned Rosinante and Doflamingo's weapons into comical noodles!

If they weren't careful, even Rosinante and Doflamingo themselves might turn into 'comical' style noodle people.

Paramecia-type: Wash-Wash Fruit

Allows the user to turn things into clothes, wash and dry them.

Vice-Admiral Crane can wash anything, including people or weapons, causing them to lose their original form and become like freshly dried clothes. The cleaned living beings lose their strength and cannot move freely.

It is said that those who have been cleaned and dried by this ability will also have their minds cleansed by the ability, and even evil hearts will become clean and sunny.

Although it sounded very 'pleasant,' to Rosinante, this true 'brainwashing' ability was no less evil than the 'Tontatta Fruit'!

"We are not enemies, at least not right now."

Faced with Vice-Admiral Crane, who had her hands hanging by her sides without a hint of killing intent, Rosinante took a deep breath. He let the Third Generation Ghost Trafalgar Law, who had turned into 'noodles,' return to his original state, then sheathed his sword.

"Vice-Admiral Crane, are you waiting here for a reason?"

"Yes,"

The mature and dignified female vice-admiral nodded.

"But now I'm more curious about the story you mentioned... or should I say, the history of your Celestial Dragons boasting about their achievements?"

...

Rosinante really wanted to say 'you're thinking too much,' but upon closer inspection:

In the eight hundred years of Celestial Dragon rule in this world, there must have been top-tier experts who even the Marines couldn't handle, breaking through Marine Headquarters like Marinfando, charging into the Holy Land of Mariejois, and then—

Defeated by that person and disappeared from history.

Just like the 'Blank Century.'

With the degree of 'freedom' in this world, Rosinante couldn't believe that in eight hundred years, no one had ever done such a thing.

At least ten years ago, the 'Rox Pirates,' which gathered many top experts, was preparing to attack the Holy Land and stage a 'rotation of emperors.' But unfortunately, they were stopped by the Roger Pirates and the Cap Pirates.

"It seems that Vice-Admiral Crane knows quite a bit,"

Faced with Vice-Admiral Crane's probing, Rosinante didn't answer directly, but instead threw out his own question:

"So, in what capacity are you planning to talk to us, Donquixote Brothers?"

"As a Marine Vice-Admiral, a member of the World Government's high command, or... the watchdog of the Celestial Dragons?"

"I stand before you as a Marine who practices her own 'path of justice.'"

Faced with Rosinante's aggressive words, Vice-Admiral Crane calmly replied.

"I won't interfere in the grievances between you two and the Celestial Dragons."

"But the matter of 'Warlord' Gaimon being heavily involved in planting and trafficking drugs, I won't let it go easily!"

Alright,

The other side had made their position clear,

This made Rosinante feel relieved because with Vice-Admiral Crane restraining the Marines, at least he wouldn't wake up one day to find the Donquixote Family on the wanted list, pursued by the Marines, and unable to do anything.

"On this matter, the Donquixote Family shares the same stance."

---

Carnival Island,

Among the colorful and splendid buildings, there stood a castle with a fairytale style: the walls were made up of blocks of red, yellow, and blue, giving the castle a dreamy yet imposing appearance.

Inside the castle's hall,

"Thank you, Lord Gaimon,"

Keiyu, the "Dark Chef" who had narrowly escaped being killed by Rosinante's sword thrust through his chest, had now recovered. He knelt on one knee, showing his loyalty to the man before him.

"Hehehe, you are all important underlings to me. I wouldn't let you suffer any harm."

Seated on a multi-colored throne was a tall man. His messy pink hair, a green mask covering the upper half of his face, revealing his mouth, and a tongue that extended several decimeters out of his mouth.

The man wore a multi-colored coat that shifted from red, orange, yellow, green, blue, to purple. Beneath the fiery collar of his coat were black tattoos, and his muscular chest and abdomen were well-defined.

He wore tight jade green pants held up by a large belt around his waist, and he casually rested against the throne while waving his hand.

Meanwhile, "Dark Chef" Keiyu immediately stood up, showing respect as he moved to the side.

At his side, there were two other individuals!

One of them was undoubtedly Riccardo, who had regained his youthful appearance with golden hair and silver eyes.

The other one was a scholarly-looking man. He had a book tucked under his rib, wore golden-rimmed glasses, sported a neat beard, and his attire was impeccable – a bowtie, a white shirt, a gray waistcoat, black trousers, all polished to perfection.

"Lord,"

The scholarly-looking man bowed to the multi-colored "Captain" on the throne.

"The Marines have arrived at the Sabaody Archipelago,"

"According to the information relayed by our spy, thick smoke is rising from the central basin of the island, indicating that the plantation has been destroyed by the Marines."

"At the same time, the spy witnessed the Donquixote Brothers and the Marine officers having dinner together, in a friendly manner..."

"Tsk, it's that Crane, what a nuisance."

The multi-colored "Captain" sitting on the throne, who resembled a chameleon, expressed his displeasure. Regardless of the friendship with Karp and Rosinante, just the presence of Vice-Admiral Crane alone made "Warlord" Gaimon highly vigilant.

In the world of pirates, anyone who played mind games with Crane was either a fool or had a death wish. Charging in directly was the best choice!

But... you had to win if you charged in!

Although Crane didn't have the "glorious achievements" like Karp and Rosinante, her strength was equally formidable. Those who could charge at her and win, in the entire Grand Line, could be counted on one's fingers.

Unfortunately, Gaimon was not among them.

"What did Von Schack Seng's people say?"

In the World Government, Gaimon also had his own "backers."

By constantly offering Beli, beautiful women, and gourmet food, he had established a connection with a rather "smart" Celestial Dragon, leveraging that influence to handle many enemies in the high ranks of the World Government.

But this time:

"No, they refused."

"Vice-Admiral Crane is the 'Chief of Staff' of the Marines. Ordinary Celestial Dragons cannot influence her. Unless it's one of the 'Five Elders.'"

"Hehehe, then I'll use my identity as one of the 'Seven Warlords' to threaten Vice-Admiral Crane and prevent her from advancing further!"

"If Crane dares to approach Sabaody Archipelago, I'll immediately bring my people to..."

Gaimon was about to say something threatening but suddenly choked:

He couldn't return to Whitebeard. Roger Pirates were launching an attack on the "Final Island" recently, and Gol D. Leo had been seriously injured and gone into hiding. Did he want to join that Charlotte Linlin, who captures men and forces them to give birth?!

Although he wore a green mask, he didn't like to wear dozens of green hats...

"Just say that our 'Millennium Pirates' will re-enter the New World."

Riccardo, who had always been cold and stoic, spoke up:

"Lord Gaimon, even if it's just us, we won't be inferior to those top-tier pirates."

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