Chapter 105

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"Buruburu"

"Buruburu"

"Kagya!"

"Moshi moshi, who is this?"

"..."

"Why are you silent? If you won't speak, I'll hang up. What a waste of time, some people are crazy."

"Wait, who are you? Where's Reiju?"

From the small snail phone in Abel's hand, a man's voice filled with authority immediately came through.

It was a question, but the tone felt more like he was interrogating a subordinate.

"Tch, so you can speak. I thought you were mute."

Abel deliberately muttered under his breath at a volume anyone could hear, then asked curiously, "You initiated contact with me, but then you ask who I am? Is there something wrong with your brain? If you're not using it, I suggest donating it to someone in need."

When the man on the other end of the phone line heard Abel's tone, it seemed like it had been a while since anyone had dared to speak to him in such a manner. He took several deep breaths to calm his fury, then said:

"This is the snail phone I left with my daughter, Reiju. I want to know how she is. And my sons too."

"Ah! So, this isn't my phone? My apologies, I must have gotten them mixed up," Abel replied cheekily. "The Reiju you're referring to must be the little girl with pink hair. Rest assured, she, along with the other three neon neon-styled individuals, are still alive."

"Ah, they are indeed still alive, right?" Abel suddenly interrupted, and deliberately asked his subordinates nearby.

A subordinate, quick on his feet, cleared his throat and replied, "Yes, they should be... quite resilient."

Low emotional intelligence: Barely alive.

High emotional intelligence: Quite resilient.

See, this is the art of conversation!

Abel immediately gave this man an approving look, then continued his banter with the man on the other end of the phone, "You heard him. They're all in good health. You need not worry."

After a brief pause, the man identified as Judge spoke again, "Who are you, and why have you attacked my children?"

Judge's first suspicion was that Reiju and the others had accidentally exposed their Germa 66 identities, attracting the attention of others who wanted to make a move against them.

But after giving it more thought, he didn't believe it to be likely, considering there's no such powerful force in the North Sea!

Could it be someone from the Grand Line?

While Judge puzzled over the situation, Abel laughed dismissively, "What's the point of pretending at this point?"

"I might not know who you are yet, but you're the mastermind behind all this, aren't you?"

"Mastermind? What do you mean?"

Judge was confused, "What have I done to be called a mastermind?!"

"Hmm, still pretending! Tell me, are the neon light-styled children yours?"

"As offensive as that description is, they indeed are."

"And that giant snail and those uniformed soldiers with deathly faces, they're your men, aren't they?"

"The snail isn't a person, but never mind... Yes, they're my men. What about it?"

"And you still won't admit that you're the mastermind?!" Abel's voice suddenly shot up in volume.

"... "

Judge suddenly felt mentally drained, finding it impossible to continue communicating with this unreasonable man.

But looking at the situation, Reiju and the others seemed to have been caught, and the existence of Germa 66 hadn't been revealed. So no matter how angry he was, he had to restrain himself for now.

"I am the king of Germa 66, Judge Vinsmoke!"

Judge dropped the act and laid his cards on the table. However, compared to the people Abel had mentioned earlier, it seemed the name of Germa 66 had far less impact. The aura of the declaration seemed to dwindle, leaving Judge feeling belittled.

"What's more infuriating is yet to come."

"Germa 66? Is it for real?"

"Hmph, so now you're scared, aren't you?"

"No, you're the one who should be scared. Because I am the hero who can walk on the sea - Sky!"

"I... what the...?!"

"Ugh, why the profanity? Just because I accidentally pricked your balloon of lies?"

Abel hung up the phone snail, having completed his role in the charade.

As for why Judge was so enraged upon hearing those words, it brings us to another interesting story.

"The World Economic News" once published a comic strip based on the real stories of naval heroes, named "Sea Warrior: Sky."

It tells the story of the hero "Sky" who can walk on the sea, leading a team of dreamlike combined robots and seagulls, fighting against the evil army Germa 66.

The goal was to create a strong image of the navy's justice through Germa 66's repeated failures. It also served as a useful brainwashing tool for children, garnering a large fan base worldwide.

Law was one of them, who instinctively despised Germa.

As a result, people nowadays generally consider Germa 66 as nothing more than a fictitious evil army, unaware of its actual existence.

You have to admit, this move was ingenious.

Without any troop movement, without a single drop of blood spilled, they nonchalantly wiped out the existence of Germa 66.

How could Judge possibly be unaware of this?

It was like a knife plunged into his heart, causing him breathless pain every time he thought about it during sleepless nights.

Then, with this premise in place, Abel metaphorically assassinated Judge using the fictional protagonist from the comic strip!

So, you say you are Germa 66?

Then I am the hero "Sky", specifically here to take you down!

After having his way with Judge, Abel picked up another phone snail and contacted Doflamingo.

He had performed a 'great service' for the family, after all. It was only right to give everyone a heads up, just in case they one day found their home stolen by Germa 66. That would be quite the spectacle.

"Captain Doflamingo, it's Abel."

"Oh, Abel, what's up? I hear you've been busy, gathering manpower, placing ads."

Abel immediately realized Doflamingo was giving him a warning. Becoming a higher-up did not mean one could misuse their power and the resources of the family.

Unless they could provide equivalent results and contributions!

Did he have those?

Of course, he did!

Moreover, it was a big surprise!

So, Abel got straight to the point, "Captain Doflamingo, the previous task has been completed. Those little thieves have been caught, all the lost goods have been recovered, and we've even captured a hefty amount of war spoils."

"I'm currently escorting these people to our base, and wanted to inform you in case any issues arose."

There was a brief pause from Doflamingo on the other end of the phone snail. He had given up hope on this matter, but now he was pleasantly surprised?

Excellent, well-done, deserving of praise.

"Hehehe, well done, I knew you would never let me down."

"Also, bring back the goods and valuable items. I have no interest in those little thieves. Dispose of them directly, feed them to the fish in the sea."

Feed them to the fish?

That wouldn't do!

The gift was all prepared, how could he not accept it?

For Abel, if he didn't involve the entire family in this matter, he might end up facing the entire Germa 66's vengeance alone in the future!

Although he could potentially withstand it, there was no need!

They were all family after all, so what's wrong with helping his younger brothers take a hit?

"Uh, actually, that was my initial thought too. But this bunch of little thieves seem to have some backing, their identity isn't ordinary. Especially one of them who had a phone snail on him."

"Oh? Really? Have you figured out their identities?"

Doflamingo was immediately interested and asked further. After all, a person who could carry a phone snail was certainly not ordinary.

Although he believed that there wasn't anyone or any power in the entire North Sea capable of threatening the Donquixote family, it would be good to know the identity of the target before killing them.

Since they were already enemies, why not exterminate their supporting forces as well? It would be a final solution, and a chance to extract some more benefits. One has to admit, such a mentality is truly ruthless!

Want revenge?

I'll reunite your whole family in the afterlife, denying you even the chance for vengeance!

"I haven't had a chance to ask yet, but I did speak with the owner of the phone snail earlier. They contacted me first, probably because they were worried when they didn't hear from these little thieves."

"It seems they have a father-son relationship, and offered to pay double to compensate our losses if we release the prisoners."

"The moment I heard this, I was furious. What do these scoundrels think of our Donquixote family? A public restroom? You come and go as you please?!"

"I, Abel, was the first to disagree! I berated them immediately. What were they thinking when they decided to murder and plunder? Now they want to redeem themselves? Dream on!"

Doflamingo found himself nodding along as he listened, Abel's passionate words resonated with him.

Did he need compensation?

He desired prestige!

He wanted to make an example out of these criminals, so that no one in the entire North Sea would dare to oppose the Donquixote family.

Therefore, they must repay their blood debt!

"Good, I can feel your loyalty and affection for the family. Let's proceed as you suggested. Bring these little thieves back, and after investigating their backing forces, eradicate them root and branch, leaving none behind!"

"Yes, I understand."

After ending the call, Abel couldn't help but chuckle.

As long as he managed to bring the people back, the situation would largely be out of his hands.

There would be others to take on the pressure then.

After all, however strong Germa 66 may have been, they were merely former rulers of the North Sea.

Now Doflamingo regarded the North Sea as his backyard, and Germa 66 had suddenly jumped out, their subordinates even daring to steal his things and kill his people.

What would Doflamingo think?

Abel could already imagine the intense clash that was about to happen.

Also, if a fight did break out.

Abel had unshakeable confidence in the Donquixote family.

After all, what did Germa 66 have now?

The only one who could fight was Judge!

Doflamingo didn't need to fight to the death, he could simply stall to win.

Could Germa 66 use their leaders to fight against the rest?

Even if you included their advanced technology and clone soldiers, they couldn't possibly win.

After all, if those things could combat the powerhouses at sea, Judge wouldn't need to spend day and night researching genetically modified soldiers, he could just mass produce them!