No matter how much Doflamingo and the man with the black and white pupil mask tried to stop him, Kuro still managed to obtain information on this so-called Panza family member.

Because of Lucci.

"Look, Lucci is so much better than you guys."

Kuro shook the documents in his hand and said to the three masked men, "At least this guy knows not to hold us back, and he can still distinguish between what's important and what's not."

This guy still prioritizes the mission.

Ignoring the hostility emanating from the three masked CP0 members beside him, and disregarding Doflamingo's gloomy expression, Kuro began to examine the data.

The document also included a photo; he looked tall and thin, but seemed rather listless.

Pansa David, 30, makes a living by raising pigs.

Yes, you read that right.

Pig farming...

He had never done anything in his life except raising pigs after he was born and had the ability to do things himself.

My father was a pig farmer, my grandfather was a pig farmer, and for several generations before that, they were all pig farmers.

That's it?

Kuro raised an eyebrow. "Why are you investigating people who have raised pigs for generations? You've even traced their ancestors back eighteen generations."

These words silenced everyone.

Kuro turned to Doflamingo and demanded, "Explain yourself!"

"Fufufufu, Kuro, I don't recommend you use him. This guy is a traitor!"

Doflamingo was smiling, but he didn't say anything more.

Kuro pursed his lips and looked at CP0; the three masked men remained silent.

In the end, Kuro set his sights on Lucci.

"Lucci! This is something you don't have to say!" the man in the black and white pupil mask said sternly.

"The mission is the top priority."

Lu Qi said calmly, "Our plan has failed, so at least we must accomplish one thing: assist Jin Ni in making a real decision."

He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Pansa David, or rather the Pansa family, were servants of the Don Quixote family eight hundred years ago."

"Clam?"

Kuro blinked. "Servant?"

"Yes."

Lucci nodded: "Eight hundred years ago, the Twenty Kings established the World Government. Nineteen of them entered Mary Geoise and placed power in the world. Only the Nefertari family remained. In Dressrosa, the Donquixote family also moved to Mary Geoise and handed over power to the Riku family."

"However, the Panza family, Don Quixote's most loyal squires, rebelled at this time. The battle caused heavy losses to Dressrosa. The Panza were ultimately defeated, but they did not disappear completely. For some reason, the Riku royal family spared the Panza, and the Panza retained their noble titles and lived in seclusion in a corner of Dressrosa forever."

"Huh? And then? It's just a failed coup?" Kuro asked.

"I don't know, it's been too long."

Lucci shook his head and said, "But one thing is certain, it's a sentence recorded in the annals, a sentence spoken by Samuel, the head of the Pansa family, eight hundred years ago..."

"From then on, there was no longer any meaning in wielding the sword."

Upon hearing this, Kuro narrowed his eyes slightly. "That's it?"

“That’s all,” Lu Qi said.

Kuro then looked at Doflamingo, who smiled but remained silent, seemingly unwilling to say anything more.

"never mind..."

Kuro sighed and shouted, "Moore! Moore!!"

Whoosh!

A white light appeared all around.

Moore appeared in the corner of the tent, scratching his head. "Um, were you looking for me?"

Kuro handed the information to Moore, saying, "Go and find this person for me. The address is on the document."

...

The most remote corner of Dressrosa.

Thanks to Doflamingo's many years of development, Dressrosa has few poor areas and no village-like houses, but poverty is relative.

The corners of Dressrosa can never compare to the center.

This place can be considered the 'slum' of Dressrosa.

Because of the birdcage, the buildings on the edge of Dressrosa had become ruins. Now that the birdcage is gone, the people have spontaneously begun to rebuild their houses.

Fortunately, due to Moore and the other naval personnel, there were no civilian casualties.

In one of the ruins, a tall, thin, and seemingly lifeless man was squatting on the ground, sweeping up the pieces of corpse.

Pig carcasses.

The navy only rescued people, not pigs.

Buildings and property affected by the birdcage were naturally destroyed, and even pigs were cut into pieces by the sharp wires.

Several children ran over, playfully fighting. One of them, whose hair covered his eyes and who had freckles on his face, gave a wicked smile.

"Isn't that David?"

"Yes, it's David!"

"What's that saying again? One, two..."

The children chanted in unison: "Pansha is decadent, a burden for generations, a good-for-nothing, David the pig farmer!"

The lifeless man turned his head and sighed, "It's you guys again, Wallis. Hurry up and go home, your father was just looking for you."

The freckled boy paused for a moment, then stuck out his tongue. "Don't talk to me like that, you mere David!"

As he spoke, his eyes darted around, and he walked up with a grin. "Hey, David, I've run into some trouble."

"Um?"

David paused for a moment, then stood up. "What difficulty?"

The freckled child looked distressed and pitifully said, "You see, our family is gone. My dad keeps making me do chores, but I'm always hungry. So, could you give me some money and help my dad with his chores? You'll help me, right?"

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