Chapter 89 The Player's "Gentle" Sister
"Fufufufu..." Doflamingo looked at the young woman in front of him with short black hair and brown-orange eyes, her movements elegant. "Princess Viola, what did you see?"
Viola looked at the man in front of her with an aggressive aura. The savage and unrestrained nature of a pirate and the casual elegance of a nobleman were perfectly blended in him, ultimately forming a charm that Viola, who was not yet 20 years old, could hardly resist.
Driven by curiosity, Viola chose to demonstrate her abilities to Doflamingo, and unsurprisingly, she received high praise from him.
Of course, a princess cannot become a pirate, but as a princess who has been favored in the past, it is not a problem for her to have a brief contact and cooperation with the Donquixote Family.
Viola released the man, whose eyes were streaked with tears and who kept shouting that he hadn't lied, and stood up, gracefully tossing her thick black hair.
“He was telling the truth, Dover.”
"The person who stole the Gold-Gold Fruit was Tesoro, and just a few days ago, he was defeated in the East Blue by a girl named Violet."
"girl?"
"Hmm, judging from this guy's memory, he was a child who was no more than 15 years old."
"Vil... Fufufu, is that the 'Shadow of the Devil'? She actually came to the East Blue?" Doflamingo quickly matched the name "Vil" with a certain wanted poster. "Is she trying to escape the chaos of the Grand Line?"
Doflamingo was naturally aware of the unusual activities of Whitebeard himself and his pirate crew. Moreover, because of the Whitebeard Pirates, his original plan to sell SMILE Devil Fruits to Kaido was temporarily shelved.
Doflamingo narrowed his eyes and looked at Viola: "If I remember correctly, two members of the World Government disappeared during the pursuit of her?"
As a former Celestial Dragon, Doflamingo may have been stripped of his World Noble status, but his connections with the World Government are far deeper than outsiders imagine.
For example, the World Government sent a trio to hunt down Violet. Lucci and Kaku simply vanished, leaving only Kalifa to be brought back to the Marine base, which Doflamingo then discovered.
Doflamingo spread his five fingers, and sharp white lines emerged from the center of his fingerprints, wrapping around his fingertips, reflecting a dangerous cold light as he opened and closed his palms.
This famous schemer and ambitious man patiently sorted through the clues he had gathered. Those round, hard pieces of information, as pitiful and lovely as pearls, were strung together with fine threads, eventually forming something that even Doflamingo couldn't help but gaze at.
"Fufufu... Interesting, very interesting." Doflamingo chuckled deeply twice, then snapped his fingers. "Sugar."
"Young Master."
A short girl ran up from behind, tossed her toy aside, and looked up at Doflamingo with admiration: "Are you going to catch that thief and that girl?"
"No, go and contact the World Government and tell them we need one person."
"one person?"
“Hmm, there weren’t just two CP members who went to find Viola back then, right? Two of them are missing, and there’s still one.” Doflamingo tapped his knee lightly with his index finger. “Get that person over here and have Princess Viola help us confirm the information.”
Sugar looked back at Viola, who frowned slightly and asked, "What news?"
"Were those two people from the CP department captured by the Whitebeard Pirates? And what is the connection between the Whitebeard Pirates and Violet?"
During her interactions with the Donquixote Family, Viola realized how limited her perspective had been. So, after hearing Doflamingo's words, Viola, who had been frantically gathering information about the sea, subconsciously made a connection.
Then, startled by the deeper meaning behind those words, he looked at the other person in disbelief: "You mean?"
Doflamingo got up and walked to the window, raising his hand to pull back the heavy, wine-red curtains. The dazzling sunlight streamed into the room through the window, and Doflamingo looked down at the prosperous town before him.
“If my speculation is correct…” He raised his hand to shield his eyes, as if holding the entire city in the palm of his hand, “this would be a rather valuable piece of news.”
He thought the World Government would be happy to exchange the throne of a constituent republic for information about who had made Whitebeard young again.
Using Viola's abilities to read information in exchange for the Viola family's throne... Hmm... What an interesting and dramatic plan.
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Power scaling is a crucial aspect of combat in the game and cannot be ignored.
A qualified player should make thorough preparations before a version update.
“Although…” Chopper glanced at Law cautiously, “there’s no need to prepare everyone’s tombstones in advance, is there?”
Opposite Chopper was Violet, who, after returning to the island, began hammering stones to carve a tombstone.
This is way too far ahead of time!
Robin, who had just placed the [Automatic Plow] next to the farmland for a test run, happened to return. Upon hearing Chopper's question, she shook her head: "This tombstone isn't for us."
"Who is that for?"
Hmm, I don't know, it seems to be randomly generated?
"Random?!"
“Hmm…” Even with Robin’s intelligence, she sometimes couldn’t understand the island lord’s words. However, Robin didn’t think it was Violet’s problem. It must be her. She hadn’t been able to understand the island lord’s words properly. “In short, after the island lord made this tombstone, ghosts will appear in the tombstone.”
Seeing that Chopper still couldn't understand, Robin gave him an example: "Just like a hotel, you can only open for business and let guests stay after you've built the rooms."
Chopper's eyes lit up: "Is that so? So this is what human hotels are like?"
"Alright." Violet stood up and dusted the stone chips off her hands. "I'll sleep next to you tonight."
She took the [Flower of Abigail] out of her pocket. It had taken about a week for the flower to go from being tightly closed to being half-open. Violet guessed that it would be in full bloom in about another week.
At that time, her [sister's] soul will appear in this flower.
Violet rolled up a straw mat and spread it on the ground. Oblivious to everyone else, she crawled inside and fell asleep without a care for her insomnia. She was instantly pulled into a dream.
Whose remains are buried in this tombstone, and whose tears are stained upon it?
[Twin sisters who depend on each other for survival, twin sisters with a deep bond, twin sisters whose souls are bound together... Even death cannot separate you.]
Standing before your sister's tombstone, you can't help but recall how, before you set sail, your sister prepared your luggage and gently said to you—
Waste is not allowed to go to sea.
Violet: ? ? ?
Was that a gentle remark?
Violet's eyes lit up, and when her vision returned, she found herself standing in a small garden, with a man sitting directly opposite her drinking.
The man wore a deep red double-breasted captain's coat with a golden sash draped over his shoulders, and two ornately decorated swords at his waist. His silver-purple hair was slightly disheveled, his face was long and thin with prominent bones, and his deep-set eyes gave him a sinister air.
Violet greeted him uncertainly, "Sister, older sister?"
Don't ask her how she knows the guy in front of her is her sister, because the other person has the title of "[Captain John (twin sister)]" on his head.
Putting aside the question of why twin sisters look so different, just look at Captain John—he's clearly a man, isn't he?!
With a loud crash, John smashed the empty bottle right at Violet's feet, the sharp shards tearing her trouser leg.
He looked up, his narrow eyes revealing greed, cunning, and an undisguised ambition.
"Vell, have you forgotten what your sister told you before?"
Violet nearly broke down when she heard the other person refer to herself as "older sister" in a deep voice.
John stood up, drew his longsword from his waist, and gave Vera a roguish smile: "Let me see if my little sister has been obediently listening to her older sister all these years."
With a flick of his wrist, a sword aura filled with killing intent shot straight towards Vera!
Violet narrowly dodged to the side, the sword energy almost grazing her neck as it sliced through the air, cutting through most of the garden and leaving a gruesome mark several meters deep in the once beautiful flower bed.
"Haha, not bad!"
He grinned maliciously, somewhat satisfied with Vera's performance: "Now that the warm-up's over, let's try this!"
Countless sword lights, like a dense spider web, gave Vera no chance to dodge. If she wanted to survive, the only way was to fight with all her might!
"Let me see what you've got, my lovely little sister!"
"Ahhh!"
Violet sat up abruptly from her sleeping bag, gasping for breath in terror.
She felt her whole body was soaked in sweat, not only because of the dry and hot climate of the dry season, but also because of the suffocating and terrifying battle in her dream.
It was terrifying. There was no time for thought or hesitation, and no possibility of playing any tricks. Unable to switch weapons in the dream, and with all the supplies in her backpack locked, Violet had no choice but to face the attack head-on.
Left leg, right arm, left arm, right leg... When Vera showed a weakness or was unable to defend herself, John did not take her life directly, but instead, like a cat toying with a mouse, he used his two beautiful rapiers to pierce her limbs.
John walked over to Violet, stepping through the pool of blood, and pulled her into his arms.
Then, while nervously saying things like "I'm so worried about you" and "What if you get hurt by bad guys because you're so weak?", he mercilessly pierced Vera's neck with his sword.
With her health points at zero, Violet awoke from her dream.
Where is the gentle older sister we were promised? Violet has reason to suspect that the planner's definition of gentleness is greatly deviated from universal values.
While complaining, Violet didn't forget to review the battle that had just taken place.
It seems that [Handmade Tombstone] is a building that combines the functions of an arena and a level tutorial. The characters that randomly appear in the dream will be given the identity of "twin sister" and will personally fight against Violet because they are worried about the strength of their younger sister.
Vera suspected that although the identity of "twin sister" was added by the system, John's neurotic battle maniac personality was definitely his personal persona.
No wonder he reached the end of his life at such a young age.
Violet felt no remorse whatsoever as she silently told her hellish jokes to the murderer who brutally killed her in her dream.
no.
Vera touched herself from all sides, still unable to swallow the anger of being brutally beaten in her dream.
Anyway, the night is still long! The arena is never over after just one run, it's always about running until your stamina bar is empty, right?
She pulled the straw mat back up and covered herself with it, closing her eyes with anticipation for the "new sister" that had appeared this time.
Let's have a gentle and kind older sister.
During the white cutscene, Violet prayed devoutly.
Her black eyelashes trembled slightly as she opened her eyes, meeting a magnified face with a wicked grin.
John: "Hey, we meet again, sister!"
John stroked the stubble on his chin, excitedly drawing his rapier again and thrusting it at Vera.
"Let's play hide-and-seek again, just like when we were kids. The loser keeps their head."
John looked at Violet, who was frantically dodging, and laughed, "Don't worry, my lovely sister, the night is still long."
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Author's Note: I don't care anymore! No matter what personalities Oda gives Rocks' crew members in the end, I'm writing this first so I can have some fun! [Angry][Angry][Angry]
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