Doflamingo had naturally chosen his host long ago. Now, he was simply waiting for the right moment.
There was nothing much to say about the days that followed in Loguetown. Dragon did not fit in with the other men in the Navy. He also refused Doflamingo's suggestion of a sparring match. With nothing better to do, Doflamingo could only carry out some basic training in the Training Grounds by himself.
And so, more than a month passed. At last, Loguetown welcomed the great day of the Pirate King's execution.
During this period, Loguetown's outside population had multiplied several times over. Naturally, all these people had come to watch Pirate King Roger be executed.
Besides that, quite a few experts had arrived from the Navy's Loguetown branch. At least a dozen Vice Admirals had come, all in plain clothes, to maintain order in Loguetown.
After all, the Pirate King's execution would be broadcast to the entire world. If anything went wrong in Loguetown, the Navy would lose face badly.
However, the Navy's true top combat forces would likely arrive together with the ship escorting Roger. These Vice Admirals were merely minor players. In any case, before Roger arrived, the chances of any other accident happening were slim.
At noon, the enormous Navy warship finally docked at the pier. Several Vice Admirals and Garp led a man down from the ship. He wore a red coat and had a small mustache on his upper lip—though it might have been nose hair.
Although the man wore a smile, his bearing remained utterly overwhelming. Even as he walked through the crowd in shackles, he gave off the feeling of a king wearing a crown and inspecting his own lands.
Garp, standing behind him, wore a dark expression and remained impassive, as though lost in