"Kizaru, if I'm not mistaken, the Antonio Family sent you to assassinate me, didn't they?
"First they sent that woman to warn me, and now they've sent a Marine Admiral. I'm flattered."
The Antonio Family was descended from the other of the Dragon People's two Leaders, alongside Anita's Family.
They had sent Kashi Nai last time, but the result had been absurd. They had practically delivered Werther a gift.
The Clan Leader of the Antonio Family was a crafty old schemer. After holding back for so long, he had sent Kizaru himself.
"Sorry, sorry. My aim was a little off. You don't mind, do you, Thunder Swordsman Werther?"
Kizaru's wrinkled old face broke into a smile, but it looked sleazy and unmistakably provocative.
"Of course not. But Kizaru, did you know I used to be an Assassin? I'd say I'm one of the world's top Assassins now. You'd better make sure I don't leave here today. What happened to Zephyr is a tragic example. His whole family was killed. Awful, wasn't it?"
The smirk vanished from Kizaru's face. Beneath his Sunglasses, his gaze turned icy.
"Are you threatening me, Thunder Swordsman Werther?" Kizaru's voice was no longer affected and mocking. It had dropped to a low growl.
"Do I need to threaten you, Borsalino?"
Werther had no intention of going after Kizaru's family. Families were off-limits. But that smug grin had irritated him, and Kizaru's face looked much better now that it had gone dark as thunder.
Werther had never considered himself generous. If someone provoked him for no reason, he would make them regret being alive. But he would never go looking for trouble with strangers for no reason either, whether they were civilians or merchants.
"Kizaru, my trademark when I worked as an assassin was killing every member