Werther decided to head for Dressrosa, but he did not tell Doffy. He planned to take a look around the island after he arrived.
Doffy had already taken complete control of Dressrosa. With Sugar and her Hobby-Hobby Fruit powers, controlling the island was not difficult.
He only had to turn everyone who refused to obey into toys and reassure the remaining civilians.
When their survival was not at stake, ordinary people were at their weakest. But once it was threatened, they could become the strongest of all.
Weakness and strength were not always easy to tell apart. Werther, for instance, was clearly powerful, yet he could not handle a little girl like Anita.
Not that the two were fighting. They were playing Gomoku.
Werther had taught Anita the game. He had enjoyed it in his previous life, so he had commissioned a craftsman in Sabaody to make him a set of Gomoku stones and a board.
Anita learned the rules in about ten minutes. She lost their first game quickly because she was still getting used to it.
After that, Werther was the one in trouble. They had played thirty games, and the score stood at twenty-nine to one.
Yes, Werther was the one.
Click. Anita placed her stone, making it thirty to one.
"Ah, there's no fixing a lack of brains. Honestly, being invincible is so lonely."
Werther looked at the smug little girl across from him and felt rather embarrassed. Anita's talent for the game was off the charts. He was certain he was no slouch at Gomoku himself, but now...
"Forget it. I'm done. It's almost lunchtime."
Werther used lunch as an excuse to head for the kitchen. Running away because he could not beat her was embarrassing, even if that was exactly what he was doing.