Of course, Doflamingo understood perfectly well that the World Government's true trump card was not something these Member States could resist. Moreover, as time passed, the importance of the Member States was also weakening.
After all, everyone was going to turn into orange juice and ascend to godhood together. Hmm, perhaps the Pirate World version of the Human Instrumentality Project turned people into cola rather than orange juice?
In any case, in less than twenty years, everyone would be ascending to heaven together. What need was there for nations then?
However, if these Member States fell apart now and confronted the World Government, they could probe more of the World Government's hidden cards.
Anyone could guess that Imu was the supreme ruler of the Celestial Dragons. Perhaps the Celestial Dragons themselves did not even know Imu existed. Therefore, the Celestial Dragons must have another trump card—the so-called National Treasure. Otherwise, they could not possibly be so arrogant.
Thus, Doflamingo still had the intelligence department continue fanning the flames. Perhaps one of the Member States would rise up and give the World Government another massive bombing, exposing even more information.
Seeing that his subordinates had all finished reporting to him, Doflamingo propped his chin on one hand and pointed at Yamato, who was seated beside Hancock. "This is a new subordinate I took in in the New World. Her name is Yamato, and she's Kaido's daughter. From now on, she is also qualified to attend the Round Table Conference."
Of course, Doflamingo was only saying that. With Yamato's brains, sitting here was already her limit. She could basically bid farewell to sophisticated matters like meetings.
At most, she could team up with Sancho as a two-man gatekeeping squad in the future, specifically responsible for guarding the door.
Sancho, who was guarding