Werther grabbed King Riku by the hair and hauled him over to the window.
"Look. How is Dressrosa now?"
King Riku gazed at the brilliantly lit city and said nothing.
"Being weak is the original sin. You were too weak, and so was your country."
Werther tossed King Riku aside and turned to Nami.
"Kill him."
Nami shuddered at Werther's command.
"Can't I spare him?"
"No!"
There was already a hint of killing intent in Werther's eyes as he looked at Nami.
Even if she was a tool, he had no use for one that couldn't bring herself to kill.
Doffy moved his fingers, and Nami's body began moving against her will.
"What's happening?" Nami cried in panic.
"Werther, save me! I can't control my body!"
Werther ignored her and nodded to Doffy.
As Doffy worked his fingers, Nami stepped toward King Riku.
"No! I don't want to kill anyone!"
Slash. The long blade fell, spraying blood across Nami's face.
Doffy released his control over her.
Clang.
The blade fell to the floor, and Nami sank to her knees.
Werther gripped her chin with one hand and studied her eyes.
Fear. Inner turmoil. But amid those emotions, Werther also saw a trace of wildness.
No problem. The Drug was stable. He could keep using Nami.
Even if Nami came to her senses, she could never return to the Straw Hat Pirates. She had wounded Sanji and killed King Riku. Whatever the circumstances, she had done those things with her own hands.
The moment the Straw Hat Pirates set foot on the Island, there was no turning back.
This time, their opponent was neither an arrogant Shichibukai nor the so-called god of Sky Island. It was a Monster of the New World, one capable of taking a Four Emperor's head.
Unless