Chapter 218: Don Quixote's Family Test on the Grand Line...
"Hehehe... When did the Navy have a little butterfly that I haven't seen before?"
Doflamingo smiled meaningfully on the lower half of his face, which was not covered by his exaggerated sunglasses, and he made no effort to hide his interest in the players.
The strong aggressive scent mixed with perfume also invaded the player's senses as he lowered his upper body.
It doesn't smell bad, and it carries the same domineering feeling that Doflamingo gives people.
If you smell it for a long time, you may even feel your face getting hot.
...Maybe it was because the other person opened his clothes, exposing his strong chest and abdomen.
She looked very warm, yet she was wearing a pink feather coat...
Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel stepped forward, raised his hand to block Doflamingo's pointed gaze, and replied in a stern voice, "They were civilians we encountered on other islands."
Doflamingo ignored the flying squirrel's defensive actions and, in a suggestive tone, grasped the key point of his words: "Then, I believe the navy will not stop me from inviting people to visit Dressrosa?"
While the flying squirrel was talking to Doflamingo, Fushimi Kyoji focused her gaze on the soul that kept swaying in front of her with a troubled look on its face.
"Can you... see me?" He hesitated and floated in front of the player, asking in a low voice.
The player blinked and turned his face away stiffly.
"You can see it! It's so suspicious to suddenly look away!"
Fushimi Kyoji's behavior confirmed that he could be seen by the players. His emotions changed from excitement to a slight sense of relief. He carefully watched Doflamingo's movements and then let out a light breath.
"...Forget it, this might be safer for you." He paused, and the conversation between Doflamingo and Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel also came to an end.
"Hehehe...shouldn't the Navy have the right to restrict the personal freedom of civilians? Besides, I'm just trying to be a good host and show this special little guest around my kingdom. Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel, your reaction is rather extreme."
Doflamingo's lips curled up maliciously. "Does this mean the Navy will disregard the Shichibukai status recognized by the World Government?"
“…”
Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel slowly lowered his hand during the confrontation, and Doflamingo retreated slightly. The tense air that had been stagnant due to his accusation suddenly relaxed, and he let out a strange humming laugh from his chest.
The player who heard that the Dressrosa palace was not open to the public but that the other party could take her on a tour: "I want to go, I want to go, I want to go..."
"The warship will stay in Dressrosa for half a day to replenish supplies on the island. If you decide to disembark, you must personally inform Admiral Kizaru." The flying squirrel did not stop him, but slightly emphasized the pronunciation of the word "personally". Before leaving, his eyes swept across Doflamingo's face.
Doflamingo fulfilled his promise and cheerfully led the players into the palace with a swagger.
The Donquixote Pirates under Doflamingo's name operate stably with him as the center.
Doflamingo nonchalantly allowed the player to tour the palace alone, while he leaned back in the main seat, listening to his subordinates' reports.
Even with his sunglasses on, there was no way to confirm whether he was listening or asleep.
"Young Master! Your Den Den Mushi is ringing!" The man held the Den Den Mushi in his hand and handed it to Doflamingo, "Bulu Bulu—Bulu Bulu—"
As a king, Doflamingo seems to be quite busy. During the time the player has been traveling with him, he has heard many similar conversations.
This just gives players time to observe the unique ghost beside Doflamingo.
He was also the one who just quietly reminded the player that everyone the player could see in the palace was Doflamingo's spies, and asked her to be cautious.
The other party seemed to have calmed down, and without any awareness that no one except the player could see his consciousness, he tiptoed to her side.
"My name is Rosinante, and I'm a marine. As you can see, I was killed by the man in front of you a long time ago, and I'm now in this state."
He paused, giving the player time to digest the information, and continued, "Doflamingo is extremely dangerous, and he's very likely targeting you."
Rosinante crouched down in a position that didn't suit his size, trying to look the player in the eye. "I know his character well. I'll do my best to help you. It won't be difficult for you to survive him. If you're willing, just blink twice."
Player: ...You didn't even survive!
Having said that, facing those kind eyes that revealed a sincere expression, the player still blinked dryly.
He smiled, as if he felt much more relaxed.
"I am a user who has eaten the Silence Fruit. From now on, I will build a soundproof wall around us every time we talk. Our conversation inside will not be heard by others. But don't make any obvious movements to avoid arousing his suspicion."
What a convenient ability!
It’s so useful!
According to Rosinante, Doflamingo is a moody and tyrannical monarch who rules Dressrosa with dark means. His advice to players is to obey and not disobey him.
After saying that, Rossinante became worried about whether the players could withstand the psychological pressure after he exposed Doflamingo's true identity.
"He's not the first self-centered emperor I've met," the player said dimly.
Doflamingo hasn't publicly stated who he wants to chop off his head - at least not in public.
Not knowing the reason, after listening to the player, Rossinanti looked even more worried.
"Huh?"
The player saw a person who was out of place among the group of burly and ferocious-looking subordinates who came to report to Doflamingo.
Behind Torrepol, a cadre with a blanket and a runny nose, followed a little girl in a plush coat.
"...Let's go." Doflamingo stood up and said to the players.
Without any intention to accommodate others, he walked ahead on his own, and in a blink of an eye, he had put some distance between himself and the players.
The navy ghost's range of movement seemed to be limited to about two meters from Doflamingo. Once it exceeded that range, it would be pulled back to Doflamingo little by little by an invisible barrier.
After leaving the palace, the fresh air outside mixed with the fragrance of flowers filled my nostrils again, and I saw more toys on the streets.
All the toys that players see are busy, making the whole street look particularly prosperous because of their presence.
"Is Bailey also circulated in toys?" The player following the clockwork toy watched curiously as it carefully collected the Baileys earned from selling flowers.
"The Toy House will provide the toys with everything they need, and the Baileys they earn will be used to build this kingdom." Doflamingo came silently behind him like a thick dark cloud, his figure completely covering the player.
The player stood up from his crouching position, hugging his knees, and followed Doflamingo again, unable to help but look back: "How amazing... It's obviously a toy, but it's as vivid as a human."
"Hehehe..." He had no intention of clearing up the confusion for the players, he just chuckled with pleasure.
After the warship was replenished with supplies, it gradually disappeared from the horizon under the gaze of the two men.
"Hmm... is it the ability of the devil fruit?" The player turned his head and expressed his guess.
“…”
The moment he ignored the conversation, the air around him suddenly thinned. The player clapped his fists together and used the details he had observed as an example: "Dressrosa benefits from the existence of toys, so the king of this country must also know the inside story."
Doflamingo: “…”
The true reaction in his eyes was hidden by his sunglasses, but the bulging veins on his forehead could not be concealed. The exaggerated smile on the corners of his mouth faded, and his five fingers stretched out with difficulty, with silver threads flashing across his fingertips.
Doflamingo didn't move. The surrounding environment was almost a vacuum due to the low pressure. After a long time, he pressed his sunglasses with his hand and chuckled dumbly.
"..." He stared deeply at the direction where the warship was leaving, and his interest was dampened even more.
"There is only one outcome for those who know the unspeakable truth of this country." Doflamingo's voice was deep, with lingering murderous intent.
He flipped his fingers, and a beautiful invitation was held in his hand: "Another option is to pass the family test and become a member of the Don Quixote family. As a family member, you can share this secret."
"Come with me to Big Mom's birthday tea party."
The player looked at Rosinante beside Doflamingo and said solemnly, "I think I know the precedent of failed tests."
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