The Most Difficult Generation

Dusk fell.

Red clouds swirled across the horizon, a breathtaking sight that seemed to stretch on forever.

"Fufufufu~"

"What a lively place!"

Passing through the magnificent golden gates, Doflamingo led Trebol and the others down the bustling, brightly lit streets. Greed gleamed behind his sunglasses.

Every brick and tile here was wealth.

If he could get his hands on the entire Gold City, he'd gain the means to control the world.

Even if he couldn't get a whole piece of the pie this time, he'd at least have to grab a bite.

After weighing it over and over, Doflamingo had decided to come.

"Young Master, I heard the Beasts Pirates, the Blackbeard Pirates, and the Navy have already arrived in Gold City. There was even a clash when they entered, but the Richest Group stepped in and stopped it."

You could hear that news everywhere.

The entire Gold City was talking about it.

"This could be a bit of a problem!"

Diamante furrowed his brow, and the other officers looked grim as well.

Compared to the Four Emperors and the Navy, they really were outmatched.

Everyone wanted to claim Gold City, which would make things even more difficult. With so many powerful figures watching, the title of Shichibukai didn't seem like much.

"Fufufufu~"

"Let's see how things unfold before we act. When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman profits."

Doflamingo's lips curled upward.

"Let's find somewhere to rest first! A fight probably won't break out just yet, so we can enjoy ourselves for a while."

"You're right, Young Master."

"This is Gold City, after all—the place they call heaven on earth."

They headed toward the central district. If they were going to stay somewhere, it had to be the most luxurious hotel.

But as they passed down one