"VIP seats?"
Noah was at a loss for words. "I don't need something like that. What I need you to do is simple—just expand the invitation list for this grand celebration by the tiniest bit."
He pressed his thumb and index finger together.
"The tiniest bit?"
Buggy looked somewhat bewildered.
"Yes, the tiniest bit."
Noah smiled warmly. "Originally, you only planned to invite your business partners and the notable figures from the surrounding kingdoms, right?"
"Now, include all the well-known pirates in the East Blue as well. I want your Buggy Delivery Company to turn this anniversary celebration into a carnival feast for pirates."
"A carnival feast..."
Buggy's expression froze. He stared blankly at the smiling Noah as snot instantly began running from his red nose again.
A carnival feast my ass!
He wasn't an idiot! Since Noah had put it that way, how could he not understand Noah's true intentions?
Just thinking about what the other man had done over the past two years... it was obvious that this lord couldn't be bothered to repeat the process throughout the East Blue, so he was using Buggy's hands to harvest them all in one go!
"M-Mr. White Dragon..."
Buggy swallowed, his voice trembling. "Th-this is just too difficult. I'm afraid I'll delay your important business... Do you really have to ask me? Couldn't you find someone else..."
"The most influential cross-regional organization in the East Blue right now, aside from the Marines, is your Buggy Delivery Company."
Noah noncommittally took a sip of tea. "If I don't ask you, should I have the Marines do it?"
"B-But..."
Buggy pulled a miserable face. "If I do as you say, how will Buggy Delivery Company keep doing business after the celebration..."
In the transportation and mercenary business, reputation was the most important