Chaton's voice was just as distinctive as his face.
Maud looked at the Den Den Mushi and said coldly, "Cut the nonsense."
"Such ferocity."
Chaton's lazy manner bore some resemblance to Kizaru's.
Come to think of it, the two of them did look rather like relatives.
Maud couldn't be bothered to bicker with Chaton, so he didn't respond. Instead, he quietly watched the Den Den Mushi.
Seeing that Maud's side had gone completely silent, Chaton immediately realized his attitude. He put away his lazy air and went straight to the point.
"We've finished compiling the information on the Giant Soldier Pirates. If you have a fax Den Den Mushi there, I can send all the data directly to you right now. If not, I'll have to read it out to you word by word through the Den Den Mushi."
"..."
Having to listen to Chaton read the intelligence could certainly be called torture.
Maud didn't reply to Chaton immediately. Instead, he signaled with his eyes for Lafitte to ask Cavendish.
Lafitte understood and went straight to find Cavendish.
A dozen seconds later, Lafitte returned to the bow and nodded at Maud.
Ordinary pirates wouldn't equip their ships with fax Den Den Mushi, but Cavendish clearly wasn't an ordinary pirate.
Not only did he have a fax Den Den Mushi, he basically had every kind of Den Den Mushi related to photography and filming.
On the other end of the Den Den Mushi, Chaton had been waiting so long without hearing anything that he was utterly confused. He wondered if Maud was merely taking his time—surely he couldn't be that petty, right?
Left with no choice, he could only keep saying, "Hello? Hello?"
Only when Lafitte suddenly gave him the fax number did Chaton stop saying hello.
"That makes things much