Has the conflict commenced?
Wasn't it stated in the newspaper that the red-haired man could only encounter Kaido the following day?
Ron wasn't the only one puzzled by this.
Even Rayleigh, seated by the side with his tea, appeared perplexed.
Drawing from the intelligence shared by Shakky and the extensive information network of the Marines, the information they received largely aligned with the details in the newspaper!
How could it have gone awry?
"Are you absolutely certain?" Doflamingo's brow furrowed.
"Absolutely certain!"
"The islands adjacent to where the war began belong to the Donquixote family."
"My subordinates reported that Kaido transformed into a dragon and flew towards the red-haired ship. Conflict ensued when they couldn't reach an agreement."
"Simultaneously, the formidable fleet of the Beasts Pirates is also rapidly approaching. They're expected to arrive by nightfall!"
Diamanti conveyed the information.
"Alright, I comprehend." Doflamingo concluded the call, wearing a sardonic smile.
He understood the moment had arrived!
In this clash, whether Kaido emerged victorious or the red-haired figure prevailed, one of them would surely make their way to the Sabaody Archipelago.
the world would witness an unparalleled war!
It was an altercation between two of the Four Emperors and the Marines...
Whether Doflamingo obtained the heads of the Four Emperors or the Admiral, it would mark his ascension and the recruitment of more followers!
Previously, he didn't dare entertain such thoughts. However, things had changed since his fusion with the Second Generation divine body.
"Boss, I'm taking off now. I'll return some other time."
Tokikake tossed a stack of money and departed the tavern without a backward glance, his strides resolute.
To halt this conflict.
Capturing Ace alive is the only viable course now!
"I'm leaving as well!"
Rayleigh placed money on the counter and exited, his countenance somber. However, he headed in the opposite direction from Tokikake.
Ace had to be located, and every conceivable method should be employed to extricate him from the Sabaody Archipelago.
Otherwise...
Rayleigh lacked confidence in his ability to protect Ace once the impending war erupted – a truth acknowledged by both of them.
They were fully aware of the impending storm, realizing that surviving alone in the heart of the maelstrom was an insurmountable challenge.
"Now, this promises to be interesting," Ron murmured quietly.
Let's delve into the current scenario.
The Summit War was set to unfold, its location shifted from Marinford to the Sabaody Archipelago. The three major forces—the Shichibukai, Marines, and Four Emperors—would converge here simultaneously.
The outcome, victory or defeat, was now shrouded in uncertainty. After all, both Doflamingo and Akainu had significantly bolstered their strengths.
Morgana spoke with a smile, "People from the homeland will arrive tomorrow. I can't interfere, but you can."
Possibly due to the auTohruity held by the steel whip, the homeland's individuals nodded vigorously in agreement, resembling loyal adherents.
"No problem, Queen!"
Immediately, a pause followed, and one among them hesitated, "Queen, Boss Luo's faction..."
The individuals from the homeland comprehended this clearly: within this establishment, Ron's word was final. Without his approval, they were reluctant to embroil themselves in worldly matters, fearing that a misstep would truly result in their demise.
Morgana gestured dismissively, "Don't concern yourselves with him. I have a method to handle him!"
Ron scowled. What more could be done, and why the need to gripe again? He didn't want to be duped by Morgana's schemes!
Suddenly...
Morgana's silhouette materialized within the bar, leaning down to whisper into Ron's ear, "You do realize 'temple' can be a verb, right?"
"!!!" Ron was on the brink of nodding when, unexpectedly, the tavern door swung open.
Guysha entered leisurely, the radiant sunlight illuminating her attire through the window. Clad in a dress that seemed gilded, complemented by her smooth blond hair, she exuded grace and opulence, maintaining the air of a sovereign.
It was a breathtaking sight. If time stood still, this moment would unquestionably be frozen as the most exquisite painting...
"'Verb?'"
"I can't believe you speak like this, you little..."
After Guysha sneered dismissively, she strode over to the bar and took a seat.
In the very next moment, she furrowed her brow, pointing at the individual from the homeland, her tone laced with concern, "Do you intend for him to join the upcoming war?"
"No!" The response was swift.
Guysha's voice slowed, carrying a hint of languor. However, to the ears of the individual from the homeland, it was a voice that suppressed him so profoundly that he didn't dare lift his head. Even the Queen's reprimand was dared by him.
"If you say one more word now, the steel whip will get wet, or worse, someone will surely meet their demise!" the individual thought in trepidation.
"Guysha, I'll curse you, you..." Morgana began by slapping the unfortunate subordinate and then engaged in a back-and-forth with Guysha, using cryptic messages, before asserting in a grave tone, "You just read my thoughts."
"You need not concern yourself with my affairs!" Guysha reclined in her chair, crossing her legs calmly. "Very well then."
"Tomorrow, I'll arrive in this world with the Holy Left and Right, comprehensively uncovering the corruption you've spread," she added composedly. "I envision... the scene will be picturesque when the flaming sword severs their necks and the blood taints the sea."
Boom!
Morgana slammed the table indignantly. "Come on, who's afraid of whom?!"
"My demon will arrive and eliminate those two little troublemakers!" Language became venomous.
The air around began to distort gradually. From the space emerged devilish claws and silver wings, an ominous aura permeating every nook of the tavern.
"Cease this argument; you're forbidden from meddling in this world's war," Ron interjected with a slight frown.
At his words, Guysha and Morgana halted their squabble instantly. The silver wings and devil's claws retracted one by one, leaving only lingering tension and the trembling individuals from the homeland, a testament to the recent terror.
"Hmph!" Morgana shot Ron a fierce glance, then returned to her seat with a scowl.
"You're utterly repulsive," Guysha couldn't help but voice her disgust.
"You...!" Morgana gritted her teeth, glaring back at Guysha.
Four eyes locked in a standoff.
They immediately initiated a covert conversation, commencing a fresh round of cursing and insults.
At this moment, the profanity and sharp exchanges became utterly unbearable...
Suddenly, the system's prompt chimed in Ron's ears:
[Ding, the customer's confidant, the homeland, has finished speaking.]
[Ding, the individual the customer confided in is: Deep Sea, who will be arriving at the tavern shortly.]
[Customer's homeland: Possesses super strength, super speed, super defense... The Host can select an ability.]
[Customer Doflamingo: Armament Haki, Observation Haki...]
Ron responded, "Super strength."
[Ding, the optimization power is absent, initiating merging!]
As the voice dissipated, Ron felt an all-around enhancement in his body. During this period, there was no peculiar sensation. After all, his physique had reached an incredibly formidable level after merging the dragon's physique with the Nine Tails Sky Fox bloodline.
Regarding the others, Ron opted for the Pig Talisman, Doflamingo's Armament Haki, and Tokikake's Taijutsu.
However...
It was acceptable to possess a deviant who indulges in fresh milk, but why did he need a deviant who toyed with an octopus?!
The afternoon's verbal skirmish between Morgana and Guysha came to an end. Before departing, they left behind their harsh words, intending to resume the next day!
By nightfall, the Homeland, Shendu, his father and son, and Big Big Wolf departed from the tavern one after another. During this period, the tavern didn't welcome any more customers. Ron simply closed the doors early, preparing for rest.
Early the following morning, as Ron woke up, he witnessed the familiar figure, performing the usual action of tossing money and leaping out of the window.
It's all so tedious, incredibly tedious!
After freshening up, Ron arrived at the tavern to find Tohru and others preparing breakfast. Just as he was about to indulge...
An urgent voice interrupted from outside the tavern, "Lord Saint Charles , this establishment isn't suitable for your stature."
"And... there's word from the Holy Land that the Sabaody Archipelago is highly unsafe!"