Charlotte Cracker's heart jolted when he heard Werther demand the Road Poneglyph. How did this guy know Mom had it?
While Cracker was still trying to work that out, Werther spoke again.
"Heh, relax. I'm kidding. I'm not interested in Laugh Tale. As for Launi's ransom, let me think.
"Hmm. Don't you all like calling Big Mom 'Mom'? Call me Dad. Do that, and I'll let Launi go. How about it?" Werther had started tormenting one of the New World's most powerful figures again: Charlotte Cracker, the Biscuit Minister and one of the Sweet Commanders.
"You bastard. Do you want to die?" Cracker was furious. If any other member of Big Mom's crew had been in his place, they would have hung up and headed straight for the first half of the Grand Line to find the bastard.
But he was Charlotte Cracker. He hated pain and could be cruel, yet he treasured his family above all else.
"Forget it. Teasing a big lug like you isn't much fun. Decide what your sister's worth to you, then come trade for her." Werther hung up the Den Den Mushi, then hurled it into the sea with all his strength.
Werther had never intended to gain anything by kidnapping Launi. Getting mixed up with Big Mom's crew now was practically asking to die. He liked taking reckless risks, but unlike Kaido, he had no desire to get himself killed.
After throwing the Den Den Mushi into the sea, Werther turned a cold gaze on Launi, as though considering what to do with her.
Launi had never imagined a person's gaze could be so terrifying. In Werther's eyes, she was no longer a person but an object in his possession, to dispose of however he pleased.
Then Erin, who had been untied, stepped