Totto Land, Cake Island.
The cloyingly sweet scent of cream that had once been suffocatingly strong in the air was now completely scattered by an oppressive Killing Intent carrying a faint smell of blood.
At the center of the tense red carpet, facing Sanji's "Demon God's Fire," hot enough to melt the candy floor, and his utterly undisguised killing intent, Vinsmoke Judge's granite-hard face did not show even the slightest ripple of emotion.
There was no guilt at being reunited after so long, nor was there anger at being defied by his "useless son."
As a scientific madman who had trampled over half of the North Blue beneath his feet and would sacrifice anything for his ambitions, Judge's eyes held only absolute rationality and cold calculations of "profit."
"Sanji..."
Judge looked down at the blond young man before him. His eyes beneath the metal helmet narrowed slightly, and his voice was low and level, like a precise instrument devoid of warmth.
"No matter how much you gnash your teeth, no matter how unwilling you are to admit it... Vinsmoke Family blood still flows through your veins. That is a fate you will never be able to sever."
Judge had naturally brought up "bloodline" at this moment because of his deep and calculating motives.
If Sanji had still been the weak, useless good-for-nothing from back then, who could only cook, then with Judge's cold and heartless nature, he would not have deigned to say even half a word to Sanji. He might even have considered breathing the same air as him a humiliation.
But Sanji was completely different now!
Judge's scientific mind, which he took such pride in, was racing madly.
Just moments ago, he had personally witnessed Sanji casually use nothing but his right leg, burning with golden flames, to