At the Holy Land of Mariejois, the Reverie convened as scheduled. As Donquixote Doflamingo set foot on the Red Line, a throng of reporters surged forward, surrounding him. “Lord Doflamingo, how does it feel to step onto Mariejois once again?” Doflamingo responded with a calm smile, “Not bad.” “It’s said that you were expelled from Mariejois by the Celestial Dragons back then. Is that true?” “Of course not,” Doflamingo shook his head. “If that’s the case, why did you leave here?” “Because I realized that staying with this group of worms could never bring my ideals to fruition,” Doflamingo replied with visible disdain. “Then, what is your ideal?” “To make Donquixote great again!” — Donquixote Doflamingo.