A Trade of Life for the Devil Fruit

Marineford, Marine Headquarters.

"Admiral Sengoku! A major incident has occurred on Minion Island!" The Den Den Mushi mimicked Vice Admiral Tsuru's voice.

Sengoku, who had been handling documents, looked up. A trace of gravity flashed beneath his golden lenses. He knew his old partner's temperament all too well. For Tsuru to lose her composure like this, the situation had to be extremely serious.

"Give me the details." Sengoku set down his fountain pen, his expression stern.

"Lin Ye appeared on Minion Island, and the entire island has completely sunk." Tsuru paused. "According to eyewitness reports, the Op-Op Fruit likely fell into his hands. Worse still, Donquixote Doflamingo's ship has also appeared in the nearby waters."

Sengoku's brow furrowed deeply. The Op-Op Fruit, Shichibukai Donquixote Doflamingo, and the unfathomable Lin Ye—such a combination was enough to give any Marine higher-up a headache.

"How is Corazon doing?" Sengoku suddenly asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

Tsuru was slightly taken aback. "There is no news from him yet."

"Here, this is his Den Den Mushi contact. Make sure he stays safe. That child has sacrificed far too much for Marine justice. We cannot let anything happen to him."

"Understood." Tsuru accepted the slip of paper passed over by the Den Den Mushi, unable to keep herself from sighing inwardly. Corazon had already sacrificed two whole years infiltrating Donquixote Doflamingo's pirate crew.

Meanwhile, in the waters not far from Minion Island, Donquixote Doflamingo's luxurious vessel cut through the waves.

"Young Master, Lin Ye has been spotted ahead!" Trebol shouted from the lookout platform, obvious terror in his voice.

Before his words had even faded, a figure had already appeared inside the cabin. Everyone's gaze was involuntarily drawn to this uninvited guest.

"Fuffuffuffu..." Donquixote Doflamingo gave a strange laugh, but the veins bulging