"Your finest son, Giorno, has lost."
Father Pucci's expression darkened. "I never expected Lin Qing to defeat even 'Requiem.'"
"Heh—"
Dio said softly, "Requiem was destined to lose."
"The one who will not lose... is me."
Father Pucci said, "But you still need to be careful. The opponent... is Lin Qing, after all. Like you, he is a 'king' who controls an entire world."
Dio controlled the JoJo World.
Lin Qing controlled the Naruto World.
"There are differences even between kings."
Dio wrapped an arm around Father Pucci's shoulders and gave him a firm pat, signaling for him to relax.
"I know what you're worried about. The Saint's Corpse is indeed an uncertainty, but it is so insignificant that it does not even deserve a glance from me."
"Look."
Dio pointed toward the Calamity God Tree at the edge of their vision.
"I will not keep this glory to myself."
"Pucci, there is only one thing you need to worry about, and that is—"
Dio smiled, his expression brimming with ambition.
"Once we possess countless worlds, how will you enjoy your life? And how will you realize your ideals across world after world?"
"While you have the time, you can start thinking about it now."
As he spoke, he clasped his hands in the air, and two glasses of champagne appeared.
He handed one to Father Pucci.
The two brothers lightly clinked their glasses and drained them in one gulp.
Clack.
Lin Qing set down his empty glass and leaned back in his chair, enjoying a brief rest.
He had just finished communicating with the Katsuyu Sage.
They were in a family restaurant in Morioh, seated around a long table.
Besides the members of the original team, the rescued Giorno, and old Joseph, there were also two familiar faces.