Calm Belt.
Gold City, Red Light District.
In a grand bathhouse, more than a dozen lightly dressed Otohimes were massaging several men.
"Isn't the Revolutionary Army busy right now?"
Chaos lay facedown on a lounge chair, turning his head to look at Dragon, who was lying beside him with his eyes half-closed and a blissful expression.
Crocodile and the others were lined up nearby.
Aside from Dragon, there was also a woman.
The former captain of the Flying Pirates' Third Fleet, Empress Kehila—a woman with a bounty of 1.61 billion.
It looked like Dragon had successfully poached her and turned her against her former crew. She was now an officer in the Revolutionary Army!
She was enjoying the massage, too.
The Moon Island incident had ended three days ago.
After returning to Gold City, Dragon had stayed here, claiming it was to strengthen ties with the Richest Group. After all, aside from being the boss of the Richest Group, Chaos was also the Revolutionary Army's emperor.
Once again, Dragon's support had come to nothing.
But he had come to value the Richest Group all the more.
It wasn't just because Chaos had funded his revolution. The Richest Group's influence was already immense: its pharmaceutical supply chain had become the world's leading business, and it had its Red Light District and casinos. But above all, the combat strength of the Group's executives had just taught the entire world a lesson.
Even the Whitebeard Pirates had been defeated.
One could only imagine how powerful the Richest Group's fighters were. Any one of its executives was a top-tier fighter.
Wasn't it only right to strengthen ties with such a powerful ally?
So Dragon had kept Kehila here, while the other officers had been sent back to work.
"The Revolutionary Army is on the