Roy's Madness

Bang! Bang!

"Come in." Hearing the urgent knocking, Doflamingo frowned at first, then said in a deep voice.

Violet pushed open the door and entered, her face revealing no hatred as she feigned politeness, saying, "Young Master, Lord Roy is already waiting in the Royal Palace's reception room. You are..."

"Has that guy arrived yet?" Doflamingo's face was gloomy. The reception room was less than a hundred meters away from here. This distance was almost meaningless in the eyes of top-level powerhouses like them, and could be said to pass in the blink of an eye. Yet, even at such a tiny distance, he couldn't detect Roy's arrival. Didn't this mean that if Roy wanted to, he could silently sneak up behind him at any time?

"Damn it, has the gap really gotten this big?" Although Doflamingo already knew from the broadcast of that battle that Roy was stronger than him, the gap was still too big for him to accept. His pride as a king did not allow him to show any weakness.

"Phew." Having adjusted his mindset, Doflamingo regained his kingly aura. "Diamante, you should rest now. I want to see just how much he's grown in the past two years."

"Fufufufu, a man like you, has finally decided to leave Paradise and come to this New World?" Before seeing him, Doflamingo's unique voice echoed into the room, followed by his Haki, pigeon-toed gait.

This is the exclusive gait of the strong, because any weakling who dares to walk like this gets beaten to death!

"Paradise? No, for me, the New World is Paradise for the strong, isn't it?"

"As Haki as ever!" Doflamingo sat down with his legs crossed, looking down at the person on the other side who had stumbled into the world of big shots and was trembling with fear. "Hmm, I remember you're the one named Baccarat under Gild Tesoro, right?"

"Yes... yes, Lord Doflamingo, I never expected that someone as important as you would remember my name. It's truly an honor." Baccarat forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace. In her heart, she was cursing Gild Tesoro for sending her. As a docile little lamb, she was caught between two such powerful figures. The pressure must be immense.

"Of course, after all, your Devil Fruit Ability is quite rare!" Doflamingo gave a meaningful smile, then continued, "I remember Gild Tesoro said he had a deal to complete with Nightmare, right? Why did he send you here? Or is he so cowardly that he doesn't dare to leave his own lair?"

"Ah? No, it's not like that. The boss suddenly encountered a very urgent matter and had to deal with it, so he sent me here." After saying this, Baccarat belatedly turned to look at the man who had brought her endless Nightmare. "Lord Roy, I'm sorry, it wasn't that the boss intentionally neglected me, it's just that..."

"No need to say more, it's not a big deal anyway, as long as it doesn't affect our transaction," Roy said calmly.

"Lord Roy, you can rest assured on this point. The three scientists I brought this time are all top talents who have made outstanding contributions in their respective fields, and they can definitely meet your requirements," Baccarat said, patting her ample chest.

"Well, in that case, I won't go back on my word. I'll have someone make a copy of the Poneglyph for you to take back later."

"Thank you... Lord Roy." Baccarat thanked him hurriedly. She was still frightened by what happened on the Sabaody Archipelago last time, and she didn't even have the courage to look Roy in the eye.

"Fufufufu, the Poneglyph? Looks like Gild Tesoro isn't going to stay out of the game either!" Doflamingo said meaningfully.

"He's kind of like us, so what I'm going to say next is to bring Gild Tesoro into our alliance as well."

"Cough cough..." Doflamingo couldn't help but choke on all the red wine in his mouth, and looked at Roy with a strange look. "You still have the nerve to talk about alliances? You disappeared for two years immediately after the last alliance. I'm fine, but our other ally probably wants to bite you to death."

"Ahem..." Roy feigned composure, "Don't worry about these details. Last time was just the most basic cooperation. The next cooperation will be much bigger. Given their current predicament, they will definitely not refuse the olive branch we extend."

"Oh? It sounds like you've brought more than just Gild Tesoro into the group."

"That's for sure. After all, there's nothing lacking on this vast ocean, but there's never a shortage of ambitious people like us."

Baccarat's brain has crashed. She's just a tiny, tiny little white rabbit. Is it really okay for her to get involved in this kind of high-class terrorist organization incident?

It seems that people who know too much don't end up well. Should she pretend to faint or die now?

"Once I have some free time, I will arrange a Reverie to divide up this world!" Roy's eyes gleamed.

"Reverie? Fufufufu, how interesting. The World Government convenes Reverie every four years in Holy Land Mary Geoise, bringing together the monarchs of 50 countries to discuss global security and order. So, is our Reverie about how to destroy this world's order?" Doflamingo was also intrigued by Roy.

Thump!

"Destroy... destroy the world's... order?" Baccarat found the topic too horrifying and forced herself to faint.

Seeing Baccarat deliberately slam her head on the table, her forehead red and swollen, Roy and Doflamingo's mouths twitched wildly. They had just gotten the feeling that a villainous big boss was going to destroy the world, and this guy came to ruin the atmosphere.

"However, are you currently unable to free your hands and feet because you are dealing with Kaido's attack?" With Doflamingo's insight and information channels, he naturally knew where Roy's biggest crisis came from.

"Deal with it? Heh, I don't have that kind of habit of sitting idly by and waiting to die. There's no such thing as being a thief for a thousand days and guarding against thieves for a thousand days." Roy twirled the teacup in his hand and said casually.

Doflamingo took a deep breath and realized that the person next to him didn't seem to be a normal person either. Faced with the threat of the Four Emperors, instead of thinking about how to escape, he was thinking about striking first.

"If you don't even have the courage to break the order of this era, how can you talk about setting the rules for New World?" Roy's eyes blazed with madness. "This era is calling me!"

Yesterday, looking at 40 recommendation votes and a ranking of 2500, were there ten people ranked 250? I fell into deep thought.