"Idiot, that's a Tontatta Tribe member who ate the Hercules Beetle Fruit." Hancock gave Yamato another hard punch. It was starting to feel more and more natural. What should she do?
"Ah, so that's how it is." Yamato did not complain at all and spoke with a grin.
Doflamingo merely glanced over there. As far as he knew, the Hercules Beetle Fruit and Wasp Fruit had been passed down in the Land of Lilliputians for over nine hundred years.
In fact, it was not limited to the Tontatta Tribe. Many ancient kingdoms had similar arrangements. Even after Devil Fruit ability users died, the royal families could recover their Devil Fruits. Of course, this was often limited to a few specific Devil Fruits.
This was likely some method passed down from centuries ago, one that bound those Devil Fruits to those particular countries. Clearly, however, that method had now been lost. Even the kings and clan chiefs had no idea what was going on. Otherwise, those kingdoms would not have only a handful of Devil Fruit ability users.
Judging from every indication, the Pirate World's technological development had suffered obvious breaks in continuity. The science and technology of eight hundred years ago had clearly far surpassed that of today. Devil Fruits must have been studied extremely thoroughly back then as well.
The two guards had already gone to fetch the clan chief. Out of consideration for Violet, the princess of Dressrosa, the Tontatta Tribe was fairly welcoming toward them.
"Well, well, distinguished guests have arrived." Gancho, the bearded chief of the Tontatta Tribe, came out to greet them. He wore sunglasses and a crown that looked like a pumpkin.
Although he looked dignified and steady, Doflamingo had already learned just how unreliable he was from the fiasco of him falling and