Who I Am Isn't Important

"Who I am isn't important. What matters is... this Devil Fruit is mine now. Thanks!" A smug smile curled across his lips as he casually waved the Devil Fruit in his hand, as if showing off his spoils to everyone.

Bartolomeo's eyes widened as he stared at everything unfolding before him in disbelief. He had thought he had struck it lucky and found this Devil Fruit, only for it to be snatched away in the blink of an eye. His mood sank straight to the bottom as he muttered, "..."

Colonel Wild Dog was gritting his teeth in fury. This Devil Fruit had been the key to currying favor with his superiors! He cursed inwardly. If he had not been wary of Moke's abilities, he would have rushed in and attacked long ago. But now that things had come to this, since the other party already knew it was a Devil Fruit, there was no way he would return it.

"Shave!" Colonel Wild Dog made his decision at once, without a shred of hesitation. His body flashed, vanishing from before everyone like a ghost. The next moment, when he reappeared, he was already standing before Moke like lightning.

"Finger Pistol~!" Colonel Wild Dog's index finger shot straight at Moke's brow like a spear, swift as lightning and incomparably fierce.

"Clang..." With a crisp collision, Moke did not attempt to dodge at all. Instead, relying on his formidable abilities, he prepared to deliver Colonel Wild Dog a fatal blow.

The instant Colonel Wild Dog's finger struck Moke's brow like lightning, the Sandai Kitetsu in Moke's hand suddenly flew from its sheath like a bolt of lightning, cutting a chilling streak through the air.

Yet at that heart-stopping moment, Colonel Wild Dog displayed astonishing reaction speed and combat skill. His body flashed