Making Me Feel Passionate

"Do you have epilepsy?" Zhu Mang looked at Doflamingo, who was twitching beside him, and asked with concern.

Doflamingo: "Huh?"

"Epilepsy is quite a nuisance, but it seems there's a possibility of a cure. You really should pay more attention and seek treatment early, Xiao Ming," Zhu Mang patted Doflamingo's arm comfortingly.

Damn it, why is everyone in this pirate world so tall? I can't even reach his shoulder to pat it.

"Epi... lepsy?" Doflamingo wore a look of utter confusion.

Compared to this inexplicable diagnosis, the strange nickname "Xiao Ming" seemed far less important.

Just as he prepared to offer an explanation, Sengoku's voice suddenly boomed from the other side.

"At that time, we searched with our eyes wide open, risking everything."

"We thought that man's child might have been left on some island."

"Based on the meager intelligence and possibilities provided by the CP, we conducted thorough investigations on every newborn, every infant about to be born, and their mothers."

"Yet, we found absolutely nothing..."

"It is no wonder."

"Your birth was bought with your mother's life!"

"In the South Blue, there is an island called Baterilla."

"Your mother's name was Portgas D. Rouge."

"She actually kept the child in her womb for twenty months!"

"And so."

"One year and three months after your father's death."

"The infant who inherited the most evil bloodline in the world was born!"

"That is you... Portgas D. Ace!"

"You cannot possibly be unaware that your father was..."

"The Pirate King, Gol D. Roger!"

As his voice fell, it was as if a heavy hammer had struck the hearts of everyone in the world.

The Marines on the scene, the Shichibukai, the people in the Sabaody Archipelago watching the broadcast, those in the four seas, and those across the Grand Line... everyone who heard this news fell into a deathly silence.

At that moment, it felt as if nothing in the world could move, save for the sea breeze sweeping across the water.

You could almost hear the sound of sweat dripping from people's foreheads onto the ground.

"Pfft—"

It wasn't until a suppressed chuckle rang out from a corner that the silence was finally shattered.

Sengoku, the three Admirals, Tsuru, Garp, the Shichibukai, and the nearby Marines all turned their gazes toward Zhu Mang, who was struggling to contain his laughter.

"Sorry, I just thought of something funny. Please, continue, haha," Zhu Mang waved his hands repeatedly.

Veins bulged on Sengoku's forehead.

Thought of something funny?

At a time like this?

And you laughed out loud!

Are you kidding me?!

The hot-tempered Akainu stood up abruptly, half of his body transforming into magma. Scalding lava dripped onto the marble floor beneath his feet, burning holes into the tiles.

He could no longer tolerate it!

This guy had challenged the authority of the Marines time and time again!

"Hellhound..."

His fist expanded rapidly, turning into a massive limb of molten magma that shot forward like a volcanic eruption.

Boom!

"Sakazuki!"

Sengoku leaped down from the execution platform, having entered his Daibutsu form at some point.

His stature grew several times larger, his entire body radiating a golden light. With one hand holding the Den Den Mushi and the other pushing forward, a golden barrier manifested in his palm, blocking Akainu's attack.

"Mr. Zhu Mang is a guest and ally we specifically invited; you are not to lay a hand on him!" Sengoku gritted his teeth, enunciating every word.

His words were quite tactical.

He clarified Zhu Mang's status while providing a way out for those involved, ensuring they wouldn't have a falling out with him.

However, his dissatisfaction with Zhu Mang was obvious.

One look at the veins throbbing on his forehead—which even his divine golden glow couldn't suppress—was enough to tell that if he weren't the Fleet Admiral, or if Whitebeard weren't likely to appear at any moment, he would probably have done the exact same thing as Akainu.

Akainu fell silent for a moment, then turned around and stood solemnly in place without a word, hiding his eyes in the shadow cast by his military cap.

"Tch, you got me all fired up. I actually thought I'd be able to sink Marine Headquarters just for the fun of it," Zhu Mang sneered.

He had already raised his hand.

If Akainu's magma had even singed him with a bit of heat just now, he would have flown into the sky without hesitation to show them what a "Saiyan" was truly capable of.

It was just a pity that Sengoku had stepped in to block it.

Since that was the case, he didn't mind continuing to watch the show.

After all, his soul was still that of an Earthling.

Even with the bloodline of a pure-blooded Saiyan, he would never become a bloodthirsty person.

His philosophy was simple: if people don't offend me, I won't offend them; if they do, I'll scatter their ashes to the wind.

What a lunatic! Hawkeye thought to himself, already deciding to stay far away from Zhu Mang in the future.

Regardless of whether the man was speaking the truth or just running his mouth, he didn't want to get entangled with such a madman.

Doflamingo, on the other hand, grew increasingly excited.

Sink Marineford?

That was something only the [Uranus] among the three Ancient Weapons could accomplish!

As a former Celestial Dragon, he knew that [Uranus] was indeed in the hands of the Celestial Dragons.

It was just that he had been cast out since he was young, and his parents had died when he was very small, so he wasn't clear on the deeper secrets.

Having already formed the preconceived notion that Zhu Mang was a Celestial Dragon, he assumed Zhu Mang's strength stemmed from his control over [Uranus].

"Why are you laughing?" By comparison, the Empress was much bolder.

Perhaps it was intense curiosity driving her.

She felt that this man held many secrets, and... he was unimaginably powerful!

Even the Fleet Admiral of the Navy was incredibly wary of him, even going so far as to willingly block an attack for him.

"I laugh at the World Government for shifting the sins of the fathers onto an unborn infant. If you want to cut the weeds and dig up the roots, then just do it—why look for such high-sounding excuses?"

"I laugh at the Navy, willing to act as dogs for the World Government, causing so many innocent pregnant women and unborn infants to suffer for a meaningless reason. The Great Pirate Era that Gol D. Roger started is indeed sinful, but compared to the evil of the Celestial Dragons, it's merely a drop in the ocean."

"And all that talk about the 'most evil bloodline,' acting so righteous—it's just too ridiculous!"

Zhu Mang's voice was not loud.

He was a rather lazy person; he preferred not to act if he didn't have to, and if he did, it was likely to be a one-hit kill.

To use the internet slang of his past life, he had a bit of a "keyboard warrior" vibe.

It was just that this particular "keyboard warrior" might crawl through the internet cable to personally terminate you.

Since Sengoku didn't want to provoke him now, he couldn't be bothered to jump out and look for trouble himself.

Watching the show and finding amusement was his goal.

Fortunately, after the previous incident, Sengoku had secretly ordered that the Visual Den Den Mushi should no longer be turned toward the Shichibukai waiting area.

Therefore, the scene that had just occurred was not actually broadcast to the outside world, save for the Navy soldiers present on the scene.

At this moment, the people outside were already shocked by the information revealed by Sengoku.

"That scoundrel actually had a child!"

"The legend of Gol D. Roger continues!"

"It's a good thing he was caught; the Pirate King's child must be incredibly brutal!"

"Does that mean he's looking for ONE PIECE too? ONE PIECE is real!!!"

"Regardless, Fire Fist is finished!"