"Werther, I got the sword. The color's pretty nice, but it isn't very sharp."
Anita's bright voice came through.
"Looks like Buggy was efficient. That sword is special. Didn't I tell you before?"
"Tell me what?" Anita sounded puzzled.
"The sword gets sharper the more you heat it. Didn't I tell you that over the Den Den Mushi?"
Werther reclined on the sofa and set the Den Den Mushi beside him, ready to talk to Anita while he rested.
"I forgot. But Werther, I didn't call just about the sword. There's something else I need to ask you. Um..."
Anita began to falter, losing her usual frankness.
"Just say it. You don't need to be polite with me."
A laugh like tinkling bells came through.
"I need a batch of weapons. A lot of them. Do you have any? I heard you're the arms boss of the New World now, so I called."
Werther smiled wryly. Arms boss? What kind of ridiculous title was that?
"What, you little brat, are you going to war with someone? Forget the weapons. I'll bring people over and wipe out the enemy kingdom for you."
"No! I just need the weapons to win over a Family. Werther, please? Pretty please?"
Anita switched to acting cute.
"Quit acting cute. It's making me sick. I never said I wouldn't give you weapons. Hold on. I'll check how many Dressrosa has in reserve. If there aren't enough, I'll get more for you."
Werther didn't hang up the Den Den Mushi. He set it aside and headed out.
As he left the Villa, Werther saw Sugar approaching. But he had something to do, so he merely greeted her and walked on.
"Doffy, how many weapons does Dressrosa have right now?"
Doffy was still sunbathing in the courtyard. No