Heading for the Island, a Pitch-Black Phantom

As for how Sengoku would deal with Doflamingo afterward, Roya did not care in the slightest.

In any case, if Doflamingo wanted to get out, he would definitely have to pay a hefty price.

At this moment, the matter involving Roya was gradually spreading.

Everyone's impression of Roya had become that he was fiercely protective of his own, immensely powerful, and not someone to provoke!

Dark King Rayleigh and Shakky, in particular, gained a clearer understanding of White Dove's strength.

Rayleigh was extremely sensitive when it came to sensing auras.

Although Roya had focused his spiritual pressure on Doflamingo, Rayleigh still sensed that heart-palpitating Conqueror's Haki.

"Admiral White Dove truly has astounding talent. At the same age, even Roger probably had not reached his current level."

At that thought, Rayleigh shook his head.

He stopped dwelling on it and began his coating work.

After all, he was now merely an ordinary coating craftsman, and he had promised to finish the coating within a day. Time was truly tight!

Roya woke the slaves one by one and brought them to the base on the Sabaody Archipelago, where he began investigating their circumstances one at a time.

He planned to send every one of them back to their hometowns.

The slaves began registering one by one, and soon it was Stella's turn.

Ain looked at the woman before her, who possessed a head of beautiful golden hair, and remembered her clearly.

It was because Stella had escaped from one of those cloth-covered cages.

That Ain had discovered the slaves at all. Otherwise, let alone saving them—

Ain did not even dare imagine what kind of future awaited them.

"Stella, where is your hometown?"

Holding a pen, Ain asked Stella with concern.

Stella's expression darkened. Tears welled faintly in her eyes as she