Chapter 80: Battle of Brothers

"A match?"

Rosinante was taken aback, but when he saw Doflamingo's determined expression, he smiled slightly.

"Sure,"

"Since it's the two of us, we don't need many restrictions."

Choosing a katana and a dagger from the nearby weapon rack, Rosinante looked at Doflamingo.

"Using weapons, Devil Fruit abilities, or even Haki, is all fair game, right?"

"Huh?!"

"Wait, Doflamingo, Rosinante!"

Before Doflamingo could say anything, Torebor hurriedly interjected, holding his hands up.

"It's just a sparring match; there's no need to resort to blades or guns—"

"Torebor, step aside!"

Doflamingo's face darkened, and Torebor, who wanted to stop the match, had to back away.

Though the others hadn't spoken, their expressions grew serious.

"What's this?"

Only the recently joined Pick was confused. Jora, who was beside him, explained in a low voice:

"When kids get together, a 'King of the Kids' arises."

And it's the same for adults!

Is that so?

Pick, realizing the situation, nodded.

He had sensed a bit of disharmony earlier. Although the Donquixote Family was led by Doflamingo and Rosinante Nanjirou, and they appeared to coexist harmoniously, there was an unavoidable issue:

If their orders contradicted each other, whose should they follow?

In fact, most of them were likely aware of this issue to some extent, so when they heard that Doflamingo wanted to spar with Rosinante, Torebor immediately stepped forward to prevent it.

After this fight, the "Donquixote Family" might cease to exist!

"Fu fu fu, Rosinante, you're still so kind."

In the training ground, Doflamingo, holding a katana and flintlock pistol, looked at his brother across from him.

"If it were just 'bare-handed combat,' I would definitely lose to you."

That was the truth. Within the entire Donquixote Family, no one could defeat Rosinante in unarmed combat. Pica had immense strength but lacked speed; Vergo was tough but lacked skill; and Jora was already accustomed to using her Devil Fruit for combat assistance...

"Your 'Silence Fruit' doesn't have much use in direct combat,"

"Unlike my 'String-String Fruit.'"

While the String-String Fruit might not be a powerful Devil Fruit, it was by no means weak!

Through Doflamingo's continuous development, its capabilities had gradually become impressive. It was versatile, both for support and offense. Apart from the unreasonable "Zoan-type" abilities, it was on par with regular superhuman abilities.

"It's alright. Since we're fighting, we should go all out."

Due to inheriting the legacy of the Third Generation Kichimonji, Rosinante had begun practicing with a katana.

While the sword in his hand wasn't a famous one, its finely honed blade was more than enough to cut through Doflamingo's strings.

"Bring it on—"

As Rosinante's voice trailed off, the surrounding space erupted with countless strands of silk!

"Spider's Nest!"

These traps, made up of silk threads that could cut through bone and flesh, had been set by Doflamingo at an unknown time. They converged on Rosinante from all directions, as if they wanted to tear him into pieces in an instant.

However, none of this came to pass because Rosinante swung his katana.

"It's useless. With Observation Haki, I can see all the trajectories of your attacks!"

As Rosinante calmly spoke, his katana danced, forming a shimmering silver glow around him. Strands of broken silk fell continuously, proving that such attacks couldn't harm Rosinante at all.

"Fei Lian: Round Dance!"

Swish,

A bright light flashed before his eyes, and Doflamingo, wielding his katana, lunged forward!

Clang,

Amidst the clash of metal, the weapons of the two collided, marking the beginning of an intense close-quarters battle.

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"String Bullet!"

"Tremor Kick!"

The two Donquixote members tumbled and fought in a chaotic mass, utilizing their Devil Fruit abilities and weapons, making it an exceptionally dangerous encounter!

"It's over, it's over~~"

Torebor, gripping his staff at the side, wore an expression of despair, prompting the equally serious Diamante to subconsciously retort:

"It can't be that serious; it's just a sparring match..."

"You're wrong!"

After all, Torebor was the oldest, having experienced the most in life.

So, he understood that sometimes, siblings turning against each other only required a minor catalyst: perhaps a woman, treasure, prized blade, or even status!

"Doflamingo's personality—you should all understand—he's destined to be a ruler!"

And rulers are always domineering, unyielding, and the most conspicuous figures.

"As for Rosinante... though he appears to not care about anything on the surface, he always targets the leaders of the opposition in battle."

At first glance, that doesn't seem like an issue, but this is something the "commander" should do!

"Understand now? After this sparring match, regardless of who wins or loses, the Donquixote Family..."

Might face disintegration!

At that point, should they follow Doflamingo or Rosinante?

Indeed, initially, the four of them were won over by Doflamingo's "Conqueror's Haki."

But after so much time together, aside from occasional "soft-heartedness," Rosinante, whether in strength or intelligence, was an ideal partner, family member, and even... a leader!

Furthermore, Jora and Pick clearly leaned more towards Rosinante. If they truly split...

Torebor sighed, making Diamante's expression even more solemn. Jora and Pick stared intently at the battlefield. Meanwhile, Pica and Vergo exchanged glances, as they were younger and had fewer thoughts on the matter.

As for Rosinante and Doflamingo, who were the same age, they naturally couldn't be analyzed using common sense.

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Puchi,

Even with the various strings around as support, Doflamingo wasn't Rosinante's match.

It didn't take long for a flash of light to appear in Rosinante's hand, which caused a burst of fresh blood on Doflamingo's hand!

Doflamingo had a "bulletproof suit" woven from threads underneath his clothes, making it difficult for ordinary attacks to harm him.

However, Rosinante's Observation Haki had already discerned Doflamingo's movements. Taking advantage of Doflamingo's dodging backward and his momentary imbalance, Rosinante pressed his weapon against Doflamingo's, twisting and lifting, causing a katana to soar into the sky.

"Give up, you're not suited for a blade."

"Since regular threads won't work, what about these?"

Though he lost his weapon, Doflamingo wasn't ready to give up. With a sudden swing of his right hand forward, a low buzzing echoed in the air. The sound was faint, yet it made Rosinante narrow his eyes.

Swinging his sword to meet these indiscernible threads in the air, but this time, they didn't break as easily as before!

Clang!

Although they were just threads, they felt heavier to Rosinante than when Doflamingo had swung his sword.

Indeed, there was more to these threads... before Rosinante could switch tactics, his expression changed as his Observation Haki detected Doflamingo's impending attack!

"Hey—"

"Hmph—"

Almost simultaneously, two forces erupted fiercely from Rosinante and Doflamingo. It caused the onlookers to feel their hearts skip a beat.

Boom!

Originally meant as a display of willpower against living beings, these forces unexpectedly turned into tangible attacks through their intense collision!

A fierce wind spread from the two combatants, mixed with overbearing Haki that could make one faint. The ground beneath their feet trembled before collapsing in a crash, giving rise to a network of cracks that extended out like a spider's web.

"Conqueror's Haki Clash?!"

Torebor's nose was scared out of him, and amidst his terror, he had only one thought.

The Donquixote Family was truly finished—

If before there was a way for everyone to "compromise," then after both Doflamingo and Rosinante displayed their Conqueror's Haki, in Torebor's perception, there was only one path: division.

The sky can't have two suns, a family can only have one king.

Crash,

As the two struggled, both Rosinante's overloaded katana and Doflamingo's strings collapsed almost simultaneously.

"Hand-to-hand combat is my strong suit—"

With a double fist pump, Rosinante declared victory.

To be honest, time travel isn't a good thing.

At least not for "Rosinante": he lost the comfort of his life, the familiarity of his family, and so much more. In this chaotic world where human life was treated lightly, it was definitely not an easy task.

"We're brothers, I'll protect you."

A lead bullet knocked away the approaching chubby chef who was holding a knife, saving Rosinante, who was munching on fish jerky.

"Thread-Thread Fruit has low potential?"

"As long as it's well developed, any Devil Fruit can make one powerful."

Doflamingo, who had eaten the Thread-Thread Fruit to heal Rosinante's severe injuries, gave a nonchalant reply.

"Go, we'll hold this enemy."

When facing the Vice Captain of the White Dragon Pirates...

What fate?

What Nikka Fruit!

What Gio Gin Bo Gin—

Since I came to this world, I'll shatter it all!

Facing the charging Rosinante, who was prepared for close combat, a glint flashed beneath Doflamingo's sunglasses.

"You're the one at a disadvantage!"

Doflamingo was well aware that Rosinante possessed Observation Haki, and ordinary attacks couldn't harm him.

However, when faced with Conqueror's Haki, Rosinante's present level couldn't maintain the tranquility needed against it, making his Observation Haki ineffective.

And this was the moment he was waiting for!

Hoo,

The threads that had scattered across the ground suddenly all stood upright. Doflamingo's creations surged forward, wrapping around Rosinante's feet and then snaking upwards like serpents, immobilizing him in place.

Meanwhile, more threads flew and twined around Rosinante's wrists, resembling chains!

Opportunities passed in an instant. Stepping back a few paces to get out of Rosinante's arm's attack range, Doflamingo suddenly raised his right hand.

On his five fingers lay threads as sharp as blades, as sturdy as steel, ready to be unleashed—the "Five-Colored Thread"!

"I've won, Rosinante!"

Mother died from illness, hunger, and fleeing...

That incapable father was done in by his own hands...

Rosinante, you're my last family...

However, after eating the "Silent-Silent Fruit," my brother changed.

Though he still clung to his "naivety," he transformed into someone "brave" and "fearless."

The brother who once cried when facing enemies, now thrust his knife and spear without hesitation. The brother who once hid behind me now charged ahead time and time again.

No, this isn't right!

It should be me charging ahead,

I'll protect you, just like before—

In a flash of lightning,

The roles of attacker and defender switched!

Facing the Five-Colored Thread aimed at his chest, with his legs bound and hands temporarily restricted, Rosinante took a deep breath.

Then, he roared.

"Roar!

!"

Within his compressed lungs, the air turned nearly liquid, bursting outward, manifesting visible layers of airwaves that carried a majestic soundwave, roaring like furious ocean waves toward Doflamingo on the opposite side!

"?!"

Splat,

Boom,

In the next moment, the Five-Colored Thread fiercely landed on Rosinante's chest, blood spewing into the air!

Simultaneously, the horrific soundwaves struck Doflamingo's ears, nostrils, and mouth, causing blood to gush out. His whole body was hit and thrown backward by the impact.

???

"Doflamingo!"

"Rosinante!"

"Quick, help them..."

Just as Torebor and the others watching wanted to rush forward, Doflamingo, who had been sent flying by Rosinante's "soundwaves," flipped back up and charged forward, pulling out the flintlock pistol at his waist, his face covered in blood.

"It's not over yet!"

Rip,

Having gained a moment's respite, Rosinante suddenly exerted all his strength in his limbs, tearing the white threads that bound him. Ignoring the blood spurting from his chest, he also drew the dagger from his waist, shrouded in a mist of blood, and launched a counter-charge.

"Well done!"

"Oh no—"

Both of them were fueled by rage, ready to deliver a killing blow!

It was too late to stop it. The muzzle of Doflamingo's gun aimed at Rosinante's forehead, while Rosinante's dagger whistled toward Doflamingo's neck!

In an instant, their silhouettes converged at a terrifying speed.

Bang!

Splat!

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"Think about it carefully, many things are decisions I've made."

The dagger stopped behind Doflamingo's neck, piercing the air. Rosinante's voice echoed in Doflamingo's ear.

"Facing enemies and instinctively dealing with their leaders myself, I was too arrogant."

"Doflamingo, seeing my brother become stronger than me."

Smoke wafted from the barrel of the gun by Rosinante's temple, not because he had dodged preemptively, but because he slightly shifted the attack at the end.

"Previously, I protected others, and now the roles have reversed. I can't help but feel unsatisfied."

"I'm sorry." x2

Two bloodied figures collapsed, supporting each other.

"Miehahahaha~"

"Fufufufu~"

They exchanged a smile, two golden-haired half-grown boys casually sitting amidst the battlefield they had just painted with blood.

No matter the conflict, they would never deliver a deadly blow to each other.

Because they were: brothers.

"Wuwuwu, Doflamingo, Rosinante—"

"Are you guys okay?!"

Faced with the rushing group, Doflamingo coolly pushed up his sunglasses.

"Just a sparring match, what could happen?"

"That's right,"

Rosinante smiled and waved his hand.

"It was just a little playfight, why so nervous."

Thud!

"You really scared us, thought you guys... you guys..."

Several excited figures rushed over, embracing Doflamingo and Rosinante tightly, causing the two who had just pretended to be "tough guys" to grimace.

"Ouch ouch ouch~"

"You're too close—"

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