Chapter 69: Three Parties 

On the deck of the Don Quixote, Captain Small Beard was talking away.

"I heard that you all helped Akanklia resist the attack from the 'White Dragon' Barfu Tani. You are truly remarkable and promising."

"The first time I saw the two gentlemen of 'Don Quixote,' I had a feeling that I was about to witness the rise of heroes! And now, it seems I was right—"

The Gearship and the Don Quixote sailed side by side, approaching the dock of the Spaidamiruz Town.

Dressed in noble attire and wearing a triangular captain's hat, Captain Small Beard boarded the Don Quixote via the gangway. His flattering words were well-received by Torrebor and the others, and even Doflamingoor's lips curled slightly upwards.

"Your futures are bright, and you must continue to guide us in the future."

The captain, who had placed himself in a humble position, looked up at the dock ahead. The task of building rapport was complete. As the captain of a ship, he couldn't possibly enter port from another ship, right?

"Allow me to bid farewell for now, by the way—"

Walking to the side of the ship, lifting his left foot onto the gangway, Captain Small Beard, who was about to return to the Gearship, turned around and casually added:

"The Mayor is preparing a dance in two days to celebrate the successful maiden voyage of the Don Quixote family. I hope you all can attend."

With that, the captain, who was related to the mayor of Spaidamiruz Town, jumped onto the gangway and returned to the Gearship.

Although he was a captain who had risen through connections, his physical abilities still far exceeded those of an ordinary person.

Walking on gangways and the like was a breeze for him.

"Something's not right,"

After the two ships separated, Jola frowned.

"Indeed,"

Between waves of the hand, a layer of silence was laid down. Rosinante looked up at the approaching harbor and whispered.

"This Captain Lopez isn't just flattering us, he's also implying something."

?!

"Absolutely right,"

Glancing at the retracting ultra-long gangway on the enemy ship,

"Earlier, he stepped onto the gangway with his left foot first and deliberately tapped it three times with his sole."

"This is a 'warning' code that circulates privately among some of our northern royal families. Mr. Rosinante, do you also know this code?"

"No,"

"I guessed it from the fluctuations in his emotions."

Of course, Rosinante didn't notice Captain Small Beard's 'code,' but at such a close distance, his Observation Haki could clearly perceive the other's emotions.

Seemingly cautious and flattering on the surface, but inwardly indifferent, while also carrying a trace of pity and schadenfreude.

This kind of sentiment could only mean that the Don Quixote family was about to encounter trouble!

"Is that so?!"

Torrebor was just about to turn and look at the adjacent warship, but was stopped by Rosinante's outstretched hand.

"Don't panic, isn't this something we anticipated long ago?"

Regarding the possibility of encountering battles upon returning to Spaidamiruz, Rosinante had already considered it and made a plan.

"Proceed according to plan,"

"Haha, they want to scheme against us?"

"Then we'll pretend not to know and catch them off guard!"

As Rosinante gave the order, the others nodded and received their instructions.

"Yes!"

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Spaidamiruz Town,

Pier No. 1, gathered a large group of men dressed in formal attire.

Factory managers, estate stewards, and owners of bars and casinos...

These "big shots" in the eyes of ordinary people stood on the dock under the scorching sun. Sweat dripped from their foreheads incessantly, but they could only wipe it away with handkerchiefs over and over again. Not to mention finding shade under nearby eaves, they didn't even have umbrellas to shield them from the heat.

With their respectful demeanor, they resembled lower officials waiting to be received by a king.

"They're here,"

After half an hour, the massive "Don Quixote" slowly approached the dock with the escort of the "Gearship."

This yacht, once owned by the Jete family, had been stripped of its decorations and baptized by war. Finally, it had regained the aura befitting a warship. The bloodstains on the gunwale, the cracks on the hull—all emitted the scent of iron and blood.

This caused the group of "big shots" on the dock to bend even lower at the waist. A few of them, their faces pale with panic, sweated profusely.

"These few have unusually fast heartbeats,"

On the deck of the Don Quixote, Rosinante took advantage of the opportunity to use his "Observation Haki" to scan, quickly discovering a few guys who seemed to be acting nervously.

"Most of the pirates we encountered at sea after we set sail probably have some connection with them."

"Remember,"

Rosinante pushed his sunglasses up and revealed a naive yet ruthless smile.

"It's time to activate the underground chamber at the estate."

"What underground chamber?"

Facing Jola's confusion, Rosinante shrugged.

"It's a place to detain family enemies. You'd better not look into it."

...

"Lord Rosinante!"

"Lord Doflamingo!"

As Rosinante and Rosinante were the first to disembark from the Don Quixote, the people on the dock, who had been exposed to the sun for hours, all bowed in salute, creating a spectacular scene.

"Polkin, you're still alive."

Facing Rosinante's pat on his shoulder, the young man at the forefront, dressed in a high-end suit and exuding a hint of "nobility," smiled shyly.

"Brother Rosinante."

After all, he was someone who had sought refuge with the Don Quixote family at a "critical juncture." When Rosinante and the others weren't around, Polkin was in charge of handling all the Spaidamiruz family's business. This was also Polkin's "test," and he had passed the first stage.

That is, to survive!

Polkin used to be the son of a dockworker and was just an ordinary person beyond youthful bravery. Even with hired bodyguards, whether he could survive until Rosinante and the others returned was unknown.

Now, it seemed that the youth was also a person with a bit of "luck."

"Mr. Wiske,"

Rosinante's gaze then fell on the successful businessman wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Would you like to have a drink sometime?"

Faced with Rosinante's invitation, the successful businessman pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and wore a smile as if bathed in spring breeze.

"Respectfully obeying is better than declining,"

As Rosinante had once said, they had plenty of time to mend relationships.

"Lord Rosinante, you've become stronger again."

And to Polkin's left, a burly man in a black suit, sunglasses, and an unsmiling demeanor, known as "8674," scrutinized Rosinante up and down.

If the previous Rosinante was powerful but "8674" was confident he could fight him to a draw, now the impression Rosinante gave him was:

No impression!

Even though Rosinante was standing right in front of him, he gave "8674" a feeling of being imperceptible and inscrutable.

This situation led the clone soldiers who had fought in the New World to think of a certain power:

Observation Haki!

After mastering Observation Haki, one could not only sense enemies but also shield their own perception from enemies. This was also why the future Clown King could become a contender on the Great Sea.

In the eyes of his subordinates, with bounties in the billions, how formidable was Buggy when they couldn't even sense his strength?

Too scared to think, too scared to think...

"After a few battles at sea, it's normal for strength to improve."

These words left "8674" speechless. Becoming stronger with each battle was a special trait of geniuses. Ordinary people... even elite members of the Vinsmoke family like them, often left injuries on the battlefield that couldn't be fully healed, forcing them into retirement.

"Rosinante, they've left!"

Led by Rosinante, members of the Don Quixote family made their way toward the "Rose Mansion."

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"The target has entered the harbor without any abnormalities."

"Have the personnel lurking in the Rose Mansion observe their movements and refrain from acting rashly."

"Our local colleagues have agreed to assist us and have dispatched an ability user as support..."

"The mayor has given tacit approval to our actions and will hold a dance party in two days. At that time, we will be able to capture the Don Quixote family and Queen Jola!"

Various pieces of information were transmitted in secret within this city filled with factories, like a large net closing in on Rosinante and the others. Yet, they behaved as if they knew nothing.

This pleased the observing CP3 members: No matter how strong you are, in our eyes, you're full of flaws!

The CP3 agents embedded in the Raphale Kingdom were willing to help the agents responsible for Akanklia because their colleagues in the New World, the CP9 members, had recently accomplished a major feat.

Assisting... no, decisively capturing the "World Destroyer," Bondy Waldo!

Keep in mind that Bondy Waldo was a pirate with a bounty of 500 million Berries, and he possessed the power of the Moko Moko no Mi. This allowed him to amplify his speed, the speed and volume of objects he touched, by a factor of 1 to 100.

One shot, one warship; one blast, one island. His destructive power dominated the entire sea.

Furthermore, Bondy Waldo was skilled in Busoshoku Haki and even self-taught the "Moonwalk," a high-mobility technique.

Even the "Navy Double Walls," Sengoku and Garp, couldn't contain him!

In the end, it was CP9 who acted, turning most of the pirates on Bondy Waldo's ship against him, and during a battle with the Navy, they suddenly turned and attacked him. Only then was this audacious pirate who dared to attack the Celestial Dragons captured and sent to Impel Down.

After this battle, the CP organization's status within the World Government soared!

So, the CP3 agents in the Raphale Kingdom wanted to learn from their colleagues and use this "Don Quixote family" to gain merit in the eyes of their superiors.

Unfortunately, if they actually managed to eliminate Rosinante and the others, they wouldn't be rewarded.

Being obliterated in the truest sense of the word was their only fate.

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The center of Spaidamiruz, the mayor's residence.

"Sir, as per your instructions, we've made the arrangements."

The captain of the Gearship, Captain Small Beard, reported respectfully to the middle-aged man in the room. The person reclining in the opulent yet understated chair responded with a grunt.

"Hmm,"

"But... sir, I'm worried that those guys haven't picked up on my hint..."

"Don't worry,"

The person being treated so respectfully by Captain Small Beard was undoubtedly the true ruler of this city, the mayor of Spaidamiruz.

Although he only held the title of "mayor," this middle-aged man governed several hundred thousand people and controlled a quarter of the maritime trade of the Raphale Kingdom. His power had long surpassed that of many kings of small countries.

"CP3 needs manpower and resources, and we will cooperate accordingly."

"As for the 'Don Quixote family,' we've also leaked them a signal of danger."

With the two tigers clashing, the official stance of Spaidamiruz was simply to sit back and reap the benefits.

After the victor emerged from the conflict, they could then establish cooperation with them, stabilizing the rule of the Raphale Kingdom. The casualties incurred in the meantime were, of course, "necessary" sacrifices.

"But, sir."

Captain Small Beard continued to ask in confusion,

"Do you think there's a chance for the 'Don Quixote family' to win?"

In Captain Small Beard's view, facing the formidable CP3, the Don Quixote family would undoubtedly disappear like a splash.

"You don't understand,"

The mayor, who had kept himself in the shadows, tapped the armrest.

If it was just someone who could "fight," they were nothing more than a "small fry."

However, someone who could contend with the "White Dragon" Barfu Tani had already possessed a strength that could influence the destiny of a nation. Such a formidable person wouldn't even be underestimated by the CP organization.

After all, CP was an espionage agency that operated in the shadows; their combat capabilities couldn't be compared to the "Navy."

As long as the "Don Quixote family" could withstand the enemy's conspiracy and ambush, CP would also be helpless. By then, the mayor, who had provided advance warning to the opposition, could continue to maintain control over Spaidamiruz.

"This is also for His Majesty the King."

Murmuring to himself, the mayor waved his hand, prompting Captain Small Beard to respectfully withdraw.

Even if they were nobles, their lives were far from as splendid as they appeared on the surface.

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