Chapter 98: Chapter 93
He had no other purpose, just wanted to chat with them for a while to distract himself.
Let them play a beautiful melody with their delicate fingers to relieve his mental pressure, and at the same time, it would help to dissipate his lingering fatigue.
The pleasant chat time was always short, and now, night had fallen.
Seeing that it was getting late, Conis felt that it was inconvenient for them to return home, and together with Jessica, Kalifa, and the other women, they pleaded earnestly:
"My husband, our homes are too far from here, and we are not feeling well. Can you let us rest here for a few days?"
Feeling unwell? What's the situation?
Seeing Ethan close his eyes and not respond, they all spoke coquettishly:
"Please~ Please~"
People tend to let go of their reserved sides in crowded places, and the goddesses were no exception. Each of them spoke up one after another, and after spending time together, they naturally became more comfortable and less restrained.
Ethan touched his forehead helplessly. How could he let the beautiful women be so "humble"? He immediately arranged rooms for them and allowed them to stay for a few days.
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At the same time, in the Dressrosa Palace.
At the top, Doflamingo sat lazily on his throne, leaning forward with his hands clasped near his chin, elbows resting on his knees. His expression was dark, as if deep in thought or waiting for something.
Trebol, Pica, and Diamante stood by with their arms crossed, silently exchanging glances. They were the top executives of the Donquixote Family.
"Heart" executive Vergo was currently serving as an undercover Marine and also held the position of commander at the Navy's G-5 branch.
[Vergo was transferred from Marine Headquarters to the G-5 branch fourteen years ago. Over more than a decade, he must have climbed to the rank of base commander.]
Doflamingo had long known that Caesar Clown was prone to slacking off and wasting money in brothels. He had ordered Monet to report on Caesar's activities daily, but there had been no report today.
Adding to this, Punk Hazard had lost all contact!
Pica had sent Buffalo and Baby 5 to investigate the situation at Punk Hazard. Now, they were waiting for Buffalo's report.
The atmosphere in the room was heavy, as silent as if Rosinante had used his ability. Finally, the Den Den Mushi rang out.
"Bulu Bulu~ Poga~"
"Moshi Moshi~ Young Master! This is Buffalo. Punk Hazard... it's been destroyed. There are holes and sword marks everywhere!"
Diamante glanced at Doflamingo, noting the veins bulging on his forehead, then took over the call:
"What about the research facility?"
"The research facility is gone too. It looks like there was a massive explosion, or it might have been crushed by some giant creature."
"What!?"
"And... I haven't found a single survivor. Even the valuables from the research facility are missing. The alloy walls of the storage room were dug up! If I didn't remember the location, I wouldn't even recognize the place..."
"Enough!" Doflamingo coldly interrupted. "Return, Buffalo. Your mission is complete."
"Doffy..." Trebol muttered worriedly, a trail of mucus dribbling from his nose.
Diamante frowned and pulled out a Vivre Card, murmuring, "Caesar isn't dead yet. If we track him down before Kaido discovers what's happened, we can avoid Kaido's wrath!"
"Then explain why the Vivre Card keeps pointing upward to the sky!" Pica's high-pitched voice made everyone wince.
"In the sky... a giant creature crushing everything... baa hehehe, could Kaido have gotten drunk and decided to drag Caesar to Wano?"
"Unlikely..." Doflamingo frowned, deep in thought, until he came to a realization.
"Hehehehe~ Could it be him? The self-proclaimed Thunder God who recently demanded resources from me."
"God Emperor Ethan?"
"How dare he? Doesn't he know that Kaido is backing us?"
The executives expressed their disbelief and anger at the theory.
"Enough! Trebol, we'll confirm it. Use the Den Den Mushi of that slimeball who wanted to join us!"
Poor Bellamy. Barely a few months after his death, his idol Doflamingo had already forgotten his name.
Trebol nodded, reaching into his slimy abdomen to retrieve a Den Den Mushi. It was dizzy from the ordeal but woke up quickly, looking disgusted.
"Bulu Bulu~ Boga~"
After a brief pause, the call connected.
"Oh~ Isn't this the famous Shichibukai, Doflamingo~ What brings you here? Are you calling to agree to compensate me? But isn't it a bit too late for that now?"
Ethan's mocking expression was vivid through the Den Den Mushi.
Given Dressrosa's proximity to Punk Hazard, Ethan had anticipated Doflamingo's reaction and waited for this moment to provoke him further.
"Hehehehehe~ It's you! Ethan, release Caesar, and I'll pretend this never happened!" Doflamingo growled, his veins throbbing.
"Ah? What do you mean, me? Stop wasting my time with these crank calls!"
"Poga~"
Ethan hung up, leaving Trebol stunned. "He laughed! He's laughing at us!"
"He didn't deny it," Doflamingo sneered. "It doesn't matter. Whoever captured Caesar must have prepared for retaliation!"
"Trebol, inform Violet to maintain 24-hour surveillance of the surrounding seas—and especially the skies!"
"Understood!"
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That night, Doflamingo tossed and turned, his mind plagued with uneasy thoughts. As an ex-Celestial Dragon, he was privy to insider information, and he knew the Navy was about to summon the Shichibukai for an "important matter."
Punk Hazard's destruction happening at this time could not be a coincidence.
Meanwhile, Violet was wide awake, burdened with orders to keep Dressrosa under constant watch for the next few days, particularly for any sign of Ethan's presence.