"Crocodile, this is Monkey D. Dragon!"
In a kingdom somewhere on the Grand Line, Dragon looked at the Den Den Mushi in a residential building, feeling a little troubled.
He hadn't expected the Richest Group to suddenly make a move against Morgans.
He had visited the World Economic Journal three days earlier to discuss a partnership with Morgans. The Revolutionary Army was growing, after all, but its intelligence network was still a little weak.
It wasn't that he hadn't considered absorbing Morgans's organization.
But the Revolutionary Army couldn't yet operate openly. The World Government had recently taken notice of its existence, and Dragon didn't want to expose himself. He planned to keep a low profile and grow for a while longer.
If he absorbed the World Economic Journal, the World Government would surely notice. They might even follow the trail back to him.
So, to avoid complications, he had chosen to work with Morgans.
Each side got what it needed!
"Dragon."
Crocodile, surrounded by golden light, furrowed his brow. He knew Chaos and Dragon had a working relationship, though he didn't know much about it.
Did this mean they'd accidentally hit the Dragon King's temple?
According to the investigation, Big News Morgans had no organization backing him. Since when had Dragon become the man behind him?
Should he pretend he hadn't heard and crush the Den Den Mushi in one move?
The thought flashed through Crocodile's mind.
But it was already too late. Dragon had introduced himself.
"Morgans and I have a history. I don't know what he did to offend you, but I apologize on his behalf."
Dragon wasn't being particularly forceful. He wanted to understand why the Richest Group had targeted Morgans.
"Can't we just say we don't like him?"
Crocodile snorted, blowing a smoke ring as he