"Crocodile, you were damn hard to find. But never mind. I have something to discuss with you, and if you refuse, I'll just kill you," Werther said with a smile.
"Heh. Arrogant little bastard. You think a bounty means you can do whatever you want? I've seen plenty of rookies like you. Most die young." Crocodile sneered at Werther.
But inside, Crocodile was terrified. Werther's speed just now had been more than he could react to. All he could do was pray Werther didn't know his weakness and couldn't use Armament Haki.
"Enough of that. I came because I've got my eye on a Shichibukai title. You have a Den Den Mushi for contacting the Marines, don't you? Preferably one that reaches Sengoku. Give it to me, and I'll spare you." Truthfully, Werther didn't think much of Crocodile. The man was simply too weak.
Crocodile relied entirely on his Devil Fruit ability. His hand-to-hand combat was rubbish, and he hadn't developed his fruit particularly well, either.
"A Shichibukai title? Hahaha! You think just anyone can become one?" Without waiting for Werther to answer, Crocodile attacked.
"Erosion Cycle!"
Crocodile pressed his right hand to the floor. The floor of Rain Dinners rapidly dried out and turned to sand, followed by the walls.
It seemed Crocodile intended to turn Rain Dinners into sand, creating terrain that favored him.
Werther used Flash to appear before Crocodile. Before Crocodile could finish Erosion Cycle, Werther coated his right hand in Armament Haki and sent him flying with a punch.
"I wasn't even planning to get rough, but you attacked first. Don't blame me for what happens next." That manic smile Werther always wore in battle spread across his face.
Crossing his hands, he drew Intent Blood, coated the blades in Armament Haki and lightning, and