Fisher Tiger felt as though he were dreaming.
Longing for sunlight and land, he had left Fish-Man Island. But after being carelessly captured by humans, he had been sold to Holy Land Mary Geoise and made into a Celestial Dragon's slave.
For three years, he had worked tirelessly, devising all kinds of escape plans. Yet just when he felt his preparations were complete and was ready to flee soon, Holy Land Mary Geoise had been breached outright!
Tiger felt as if his three years of effort had gone to the dogs. Looking at the Celestial Dragons' lackey Bodyguards who were helping maintain order and direct everyone nearby, even Tiger himself did not know what to say.
"A former Celestial Dragon, a Marine Admiral Candidate." He clenched his fists tightly, a complicated expression appearing on his face. "The sea really does have all sorts of people!"
"And... the powerful figures on the sea are beyond anything I imagined! Someone capable of hypnotizing an entire city... to think such a thing can actually be done!"
"He's practically a monster..."
More than half an hour quickly passed. Just as Kong, picking his nose, began telling Doflamingo about how he had trained—beaten up—Garp, Zephyr, and Sengoku, making outstanding contributions to the growth of the Navy's next generation, Doflamingo's body gave a slight tremble. His Observation Haki had already sensed that the slaves had reached the edge of the Red Line.
"Mm, it seems everything has been taken care of." Doflamingo smiled and raised his head. "Then please allow me to take my leave."
"Get lost, get lost, get lost! The sight of you brat pisses me off." Kong waved his arm impatiently.
"Oh, right. Pass a message to the Five Elders." Unbothered, Doflamingo grinned, his teeth glinting coldly. "If you start settling scores with