Depressed and Aggrieved Dragon
This statement caused a stir among everyone present (indeed, there were four seats, no problem).
"Hmm? Is it necessary to be in such a hurry? Senior Golden Lion is all alone, coming and going without a trace. Even if the World Government and the Marine Headquarters hate him to the core, they can only do nothing if they can't catch him. But you are different. Are you really going to just give up such a large estate Golden City?" Doflamingo asked with a frown.
After all, Gild Tesoro who owns 20% of the world's Beli, has been his business partner for many years. Whether it's money laundering, arms dealing, or the slave trade, Tesoro is an indispensable ally. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let go of the hatred he felt when Gild Tesoro took away his Devil Fruit.
"If it were before, I might have thought about it. After all, once I fail, there is no chance to start over. But now, with the Nightmare ability, I have a chance to make a comeback. At worst, I can just go underground for the time being. So why don't I go crazy?" Gild Tesoro said with a crazy smile on his lips.
"In my opinion, your wealth is your greatest strength. Even secretly helping the Revolutionary Army is far more effective than fighting on your own." Doflamingo shook his head, clearly unable to understand Gild Tesoro's actions.
"That being said, I can't take it anymore. Do you know the pain of your enemy swaggering past you every day and you being powerless to do anything about it? Do you know the torment I endure every day dealing with those disgusting and ugly Celestial Dragons? If this continues, I'm afraid I'll forget the deep-seated hatred I once felt. Sometimes, once you wear a mask for too long, you can't take it off." Gild Tesoro said quietly.
Doflamingo, who had been accidentally injured, twitched his lips but wisely refrained from saying anything more.
"Hahaha, Golden Kid, what you said makes me somewhat appreciative. Pirates are the freest people on this sea, doing whatever they want, without any constraints. They can do whatever they want without worrying about the consequences." Golden Lion's heroic spirit surged.
Roy remained silent. If you had considered the consequences of storming the Marine Headquarters alone back then, things wouldn't be like this today. However, Roy quickly came to terms with it. If he had really been hesitant, he wouldn't be the fearsome Poseidon, Golden Lion.
"Next month, I will hold the grandest auction of this century. All kinds of rare treasures and priceless gems will appear at this auction. This way, I can attract those Celestial Dragons scum to the greatest extent possible. At that time, I will directly detonate my Golden Giant Ship and send them off with a luxurious and dazzling fireworks display, hahahaha!" Gild Tesoro revealed his plan.
"Wait, if you really do that, the number of people appearing in your Golden City won't be small. Not counting the small fry, if the Marine Headquarters, the World Government, the Shichibukai, and even the Four Emperors all appear on your ship, your bombing will offend almost everyone in the world!" Doflamingo gasped. Sure enough, a man who is determined to seek revenge is already unreasonable.
"Hehe, who cares? If that's the case, they can only blame their bad luck." Gild Tesoro opened his arms and laughed as if embracing the sky. "So, is anyone interested in enjoying this magnificent fireworks with me?"
"Haha, count me in, you little golden brat. I'm getting more and more interested in what you're saying," said the Golden Lion, always eager to stir up trouble.
Roy pondered for a moment, thinking that testing the World Government's reaction with the deaths of a large number of Celestial Dragons might be a good plan. "Alright, I'll also attend the auction, but it's not advisable for me to reveal myself right now. I won't meet you on the ship. Just let me know when you're ready to take action."
"You bunch of bastards, you've really gone mad. If this gets out, I'm afraid I'll be torn to pieces by the angry mob." Doflamingo shook his head first, marveling at Gild Tesoro's madness, and then laughed, "However, it would be a shame not to get involved in something so interesting. I hope your auction won't disappoint me."
He had been silent all along, like a dragon detached from the four of them. When he saw that everyone was looking at him, he could only sigh and say, "We, the Revolutionary Army, will not get involved."
To everyone's surprise, instead of rejecting or blaming them, the crowd showed sympathy.
Doflamingo said with a smile, "You don't need to explain. We know very well what's going on with your Revolutionary Army."
"At this critical juncture, it's already quite remarkable that you can still find the time to attend this meeting." Gild Tesoro shook his head with compassion, but his tense face and slightly upturned lips betrayed his true feelings.
"Huh? It's been so long, and the World Government still hasn't let up on its crackdown on you? What heinous things has your Revolutionary Army done? Did you desecrate the Celestial Dragons' ancestral graves?" asked the perpetually Golden Lion.
Roy, on the other hand, had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, yet also revealed a touch of compassion and sympathy, as if he were mourning the difficult situation of the Revolutionary Army.
Long took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress his urge to hit someone. After all, their Revolutionary Army was in a very difficult situation and needed the secret help of a few of them.
Fortunately, there was Roy, a man of upright character and noble spirit, who showed no sign of mockery. This made Long sigh inwardly, thinking, "Who said Nightmare was a bastard? He's clearly a kind and honest comrade."
In fact, Dragon was also very frustrated about this. Although their Revolutionary Army had always been the number one enemy of the World Government, the intensity of the attack had never been so great. It was as if they were determined to fight to the death. Even many forces of the Marine Headquarters, which were specifically tasked with fighting pirates, were diverted to deal with their Revolutionary Army. As a result, the Great Pirate Era had flourished in the past two years, as if it had entered a period of explosive growth for pirates.
The Marine Headquarters had its grievances, but the World Government suppressed them, seemingly determined to annihilate the Revolutionary Army at all costs.
Dragon had some guesses in his mind. The time when the World Government went berserk seemed to coincide with the time when one of his CP0 comrades fell into danger. But it was perfectly normal for major powers to plant spies among themselves. Why did the World Government have to act like this, determined to fight to the death? Dragon felt extremely wronged (baby feeling wronged. jpg).
"The World Government won't be able to be so smug for long. As Nightmare said, a single spark can start a prairie fire. As long as the World Government cannot fundamentally change this world, our Revolutionary Army will continue to rise from the ruins of death," Dragon said in a hoarse voice.