Your Purity Is Too Low

They had both received plenty of guidance from Rosinante back then. The three were the same age, too, so they had gotten along well.

To them, Rosinante had joined Xia Le's command before they had, making him a senior figure they respected.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort came from ahead. Both men flinched and exchanged puzzled looks.

They could tell their superior officer was angry, but neither knew why, and neither dared ask.

Time passed slowly as the warship sailed onward, drawing ever closer to Minion Island.

When Xia Le saw that the Marine Luo had found was Vergo, the Donquixote Family's mole in the Navy, his expression darkened further.

He stood with his arms crossed, the index finger of his right hand tapping against his left arm.

"Superior Officer Xia Le is furious!"

Smoker and Buggy exchanged a glance, and both grew cautious.

When the warship finally reached Minion Island, a mass of white threads suddenly rose ahead, rapidly taking the shape of a birdcage.

"What's that?"

"A Devil Fruit user?"

Smoker and Buggy stared in surprise.

Xia Le's face had turned icy. Blue arcs flashed around him without his noticing, warning everyone to keep their distance.

Then, without warning, he vanished.

A bitter wind swept across the island, cold enough to cut to the bone.

Rosinante leaned against a wooden crate. Blood soaked his clothes, and bruises mottled his face.

"Hah..."

Panting, he looked at the figure before him.

"Where's the Op-Op Fruit?"

Doflamingo's voice was low.

He stared at the only person in the world who still shared his blood, his heart cold.

"Luo ate it!"

"I cured his Amber Lead Disease!"

"He escaped just now!"

Rosinante grinned.

Doflamingo fell silent. His hands slowly clenched, then loosened a little.

"You betrayed me!"

Leaning against the crate, Rosinante