As Doflamingo was forced to eat grilled meat, a Marine warship suddenly approached his flagship.
The Marines aboard stood ready for battle, their cannons aimed at the pirate ship, prepared to fire at any moment.
"Doflamingo!" Corazon's voice rang out from the warship. "Hand over the Op-Op Fruit!"
Diamante tightened his grip on his weapon and cursed inwardly. That traitor actually dared to show up at a time like this!
But when he thought of the untouchable presence in the cabin, he did not dare act rashly.
A cold gleam flashed through Doflamingo's eyes.
He had finally waited for this opportunity, yet his current circumstances left him unable to make a careless move.
The grease from the grilled meat at the corner of his mouth reminded him of the humiliation he had just suffered, making his mood even darker.
"Fuffuffuffu..." Doflamingo walked onto the deck and said with feigned composure, "My dear brother, have you finally decided to take off that hypocritical mask?"
Pica's eyes widened. He had never imagined that the mute who was always clumsy and constantly falling down could actually speak.
No wonder the Marines had always discovered their movements over the past two years.
Trebol licked his lips coldly, calculating how he should deal with this traitor.
But he quickly realized that this was not the time to consider such matters.
"Marine Ensign Corazon, codename 'Red Heart.'" Corazon stood aboard the warship, his Marine justice coat snapping loudly in the sea breeze.
"Doflamingo, in the name of the Marines, I demand that you hand over the Op-Op Fruit!"
"Young Master! That traitor..." Trebol shouted furiously.
"Shut up." Doflamingo raised a hand to stop him, that strange smile still on his face. "Fuffuffuffu... My dear brother, you really did become a lapdog of the Marines."
Corazon looked