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"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him!"

If not for Shanks reminding him, Mislanda would have almost forgotten about Blackbeard Teach.

Both Dark-Dark Fruits were in Mislanda's hands, so Blackbeard Teach was nothing!

Without the Dark-Dark Fruit, Teach probably wouldn't even have been able to recruit any useful subordinates, to say the least.

Would he dare to go to Impel Down? Would he dare to fight Whitebeard?

"Just be careful. Big Mom has already gathered over a thousand pirates, waiting for the war at your end to start. I'll hold them off for you!"

"Hmph, thanks. When this is all over, I'll treat you to a drink, the best wine in the world!"

With that, Mislanda hung up the phone.

He casually took down the box containing the Dark-Dark Fruit and the Ice-Ice Fruit, looking at these two Devil Fruits with interest.

"Hmph, if you want what's mine, it depends on whether you have the life to take it!"

Teach's goal was simple: he wanted to use the Marines to deal with the Dark Night Pirates so that he could possibly get his hands on the Dark-Dark Fruit.

But was that really possible?

Mislanda put the fruits away, poured a glass of red wine, and drank it in one gulp.

"Gion, how much longer do you plan to stand outside!"

Mislanda had already sensed it just a moment ago—Gion was standing right outside the door.

Sure enough, not long after, Gion pushed open the door and walked in.

At that moment, Gion's mental state was somewhat poor.

Her man was about to go to war with the Marines. As a former Marine, Gion really didn't want to see such a situation because she didn't know who to support.

Seeing Gion's appearance, Mislanda didn't say anything. He poured her a