The Five Elders had quite the headache after receiving Austin's call.
"If I remember correctly, Doflamingo is even older than you, Austin."
"What does that have to do with anything? He's only my adopted son."
Just moments ago, the Five Elders had finally returned to the Chamber of Power and were preparing to handle government affairs when the Den Den Mushi suddenly rang.
It was Austin. The moment the call connected, he proposed a hypothetical question.
If he took Doflamingo as his adopted son, then with Doflamingo's pure Celestial Dragon bloodline, could he be exceptionally admitted into the Celestial Dragon ranks?
But the crux of the matter was Doflamingo's identity. Back then, it had been a decision unanimously reached by the Five Elders and the Knights of God.
It had been meant as a warning to those idle, captive-bred Celestial Dragons: stop causing trouble when they had nothing better to do. The Holy Land was not a place they could enter and leave whenever they pleased.
Taking Doflamingo back into the Holy Land now would mean reversing their own order. It would be tantamount to slapping themselves in the face.
They sighed.
"If you insist..."
"No, I wouldn't say I insist that much. Since you're willing to budge, it seems it isn't that big of a problem."
Yet Austin unexpectedly broke from his usual behavior and did not force the World Government to give him face.
"I was just asking. Dof's current standing isn't worth me doing this much for him. Let's just leave him a big promise for now."
He had already given him Pure Gold.
Austin had already rewarded Doflamingo's loyalty. As a confidant, Austin believed he had given Doflamingo far more than Doflamingo had shown in return.
A wolf you raised could not be fed too full.