Sanji sounded puzzled by Nami's tone over the Den Den Mushi, but he put it down to her being frightened.
"Really? That's good. Franky and I destroyed the Artificial Devil Fruit factory. The plan went perfectly. Nothing went wrong."
A smile appeared on Werther's face when he heard that.
Destroy the Artificial Devil Fruit Factory? They were dreaming.
There were nine Artificial Devil Fruit factories in Dressrosa. Sanji and the others had most likely destroyed the original one.
The other eight were hidden deep underground.
Apart from Werther and Doffy, only an Extreme few Donquixote Family officers knew about them.
"Sanji... sob..."
Nami suddenly began to cry, but with Intent Blood pressed against her throat, she dared not say anything more.
Sanji immediately noticed something was wrong.
"Help me, we—"
Bang! Werther struck Nami with the back of his fist, knocking her aside, and caught the Den Den Mushi as it flew from her hand.
"Nami? Nami, are you all right? Chopper? Brook? Are you there?"
Click. Werther hung up the Den Den Mushi.
"You'll never make me betray my friends," Nami said through her tears. "I Absolute won't do it, even if you kill me."
Her sudden defiance surprised Werther.
"Is that so? If your friends mean so much to you, let's see how loyal you really are."
Werther sheathed Intent Blood and slowly approached her.
"What are you doing? Stay away!"
Nami's struggle was useless. Werther seized her shoulders and pinned her to the ground.
After straddling her, he rummaged through his Pocket Watch.
Some of the Drug he had injected into Rebecca remained. There was not much, but it should still work.
Nami's eyes widened in terror at the sight of the Syringe in his hand.
"What is that? What are you going to do to me?"