On the podium.
Doflamingo wore a red suit, a black shirt, and a red tie, topped with a pink flamingo coat.
Through his dark red sunglasses, he looked down at the hundreds of thousands of spectators who were kneeling before him in wave after wave, like wheat flattened by the wind. A proud smile crept onto his face.
At this moment, he felt incomparably exhilarated, incomparably delighted.
It was as though all the fury and resentment that had been suppressed in his heart since childhood were being completely vented amid this magnificent scene.
This was the life he had always sought.
And it seemed that destiny, under his hysterical roars, had suddenly changed course and returned the glory that belonged to the Celestial Dragons to him.
No, not destiny.
It was that lord, the supreme and most exalted Lord Imu!
Red Line, RL0003 District.
Inside the principal's office of the Celestial Holy Palace Academy.
Rosinante, now a grown man of twenty-one.
He wore a pristine white suit over a pitch-black shirt, paired with a pink tie patterned with countless red hearts.
Sitting on the sofa, he stared somewhat blankly at Doflamingo's high-spirited expression on the virtual screen.
"Brother."
His feelings were complicated.
All this time, he had believed that Doflamingo, who had murdered their father, was a complete lunatic.
That was why he had desperately fled from his side.
Yet he had never expected that, after the two of them parted ways, their fates would each take a turn.
Now, he was the vice principal of the Celestial Holy Palace Academy and a Rewind-Rewind Fruit user valued by the World Government.
Meanwhile, the other had become president of the Adventurers Guild and now controlled the colossal entity known as the Multiverse Duel Arena.
And most importantly, they had both regained