The Impel Down prison break and Dragon's resignation happened almost simultaneously. These days, everyone in the Navy had their eyes on Impel Down.
Yet no one had imagined what kind of impact the seemingly inconspicuous Navy Vice Admiral Dragon would have on the world in the future.
No, one person did know.
Dragon had always been something of an oddity in the Navy—quiet, never drinking, and rarely socializing. After bidding farewell to a few Navy officers he knew well, he prepared to board the ship that would take him away.
However, the moment he stepped aboard, Dragon's expression changed slightly. He saw Doflamingo standing on the deck.
"Want to have a drink, Dragon?" Doflamingo asked, raising the bottle of rum in his hand.
"I don't drink." Dragon still wore his usual stern expression.
"Oh, I nearly forgot." Doflamingo nodded. "You're that Navy oddity who never drinks."
At the words "Navy oddity," Dragon raised a brow. "I don't think I qualify as an oddity. At the very least, I have not disgraced the Justice Coat on my back."
"Mm, you just haven't disgraced justice—not that you haven't disgraced the World Government?"
At the mention of the World Government, Dragon snorted coldly. The expression on his face made his opinion clear enough.
Naturally, Doflamingo did not react much. There had never been a shortage of high-ranking Navy officers secretly calling the World Government pigs, and quite a few openly called it idiotic. The most typical example was Dragon's old man, Garp. Dragon's reaction seemed perfectly normal to any Navy officer.
"You're planning to overthrow the World Government, aren't you?" Doflamingo narrowed his eyes and decided to lay his cards on the table.
Dragon's expression did not change in the slightest, nor did he show any panic at being exposed. "Where did Vice