On the King's Plateau, in the Villa District.
Viola walked through the Villa District, her nerves on edge. The coming war filled her with dread.
Yet amid that dread, she had glimpsed a little hope.
A day earlier, a mysterious man had approached her, claiming to be from the Revolutionary Army.
He wore a dark green cloak, and much of the face beneath his hood was covered in tattoos.
Viola did not entirely trust him, but she had no other choice. The situation in Dressrosa had grown too dire.
The Riku Royal Family had almost no hope of reclaiming power, so Viola chose to believe him.
Hurrying down a corridor, Viola slipped into a room. She had already tricked the guards outside into leaving.
The room held documents belonging to the Donquixote Family, along with detailed maps of the Underground Harbor.
Five minutes later, Viola walked lightly out the villa's front door. She looked perfectly normal.
But a close look at her eyes would have revealed her nerves.
"Viola, wait."
Sugar's voice came from behind her.
Viola stiffened, then immediately forced herself to appear calm.
"What is it, Lady Sugar?"
Sugar held a special position in the Donquixote Family, so Viola had to address her with respect.
"Nothing much. Pica wants you to come over. He said there was a problem with a shipment you handled. Apparently, some of the fruit has expired."
Viola had no access to the Donquixote Family's Arms business. She only purchased everyday supplies, and even then, someone watched her.
Viola breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that.
"All right. I'll go take a look."
With that, Viola tried to leave. Guilt made her uneasy.
"The order. How are you going to check the goods without it? How do you even do your job?"