The three of them talked about many things, most of them concerning the time before Roger's death.
After much persuasion, Golden Lion still managed to use the prestige of an Old Era overlord to secure quite a bit of investment from Austin.
Ultimately, it was because Austin was interested in those artificial Mythical Zoan Type powers. If they could create some yellow rat that generated electricity, Austin could catch a few to play with.
He considered it an investment in a research project.
Just like Vegapunk, who swallowed up an enormous amount of Austin's funds every year like a bottomless pit.
Even Caesar under Doflamingo, while conducting those weapons experiments, had part of his funding subsidized by Austin.
Doflamingo, as a major figure in the underworld, certainly had plenty of money, but not enough to burn through on research.
As the three drank and chatted, Seagull King, standing on Austin's shoulder, looked around before a breeze gathered around him and carried him flying to the side.
Austin ignored him. Seagull King gently flapped his wings and arrived beside Marco.
At that moment, Marco was leaning against a wooden barrel, boredly watching the three drink and chat.
When Seagull King suddenly approached, Marco's body immediately tensed.
"Hey!!! What the hell are you trying to do?!!!"
As a fellow bird-type Mythical Zoan Type user, Marco paid close attention to Seagull King. When he saw him approach, wisps of blue flame even ignited around his body.
But Seagull King ignored him, merely flapping his wings to send a breeze that swept Marco's flames aside.
"Caw—" (Don't get in my way.)
Seagull King stood directly atop the barrel Marco had been leaning against, making him move aside while he found the perfect angle.
He took out the camera hidden among his feathers and looked