In the World of Pirates, Starting by Watching Roger's Execution

Kizaru rubbed his chin lightly, putting on a convincing show of deep thought.

Atlas really had not been lying to Kizaru about that. Who did not know the two great beauties of Marine Headquarters—Tokikake and Kizaru?

Atlas slowly landed on the deck and casually tossed Sakura Ten and Kogarashi to Smoker.

"Keep those safe. They're my spoils."

"These are...?"

"Ah, Golden Lion's swords."

Float-float

Buru~ Buru~ Buru~

Suddenly, a Den Den Mushi began ringing on Kizaru's person.

"That should be Sengoku calling to ask how things went..."

As he spoke, Kizaru raised the miniature Den Den Mushi on his left wrist. "Hello... huh? Hello... this is Borsalino."

Kizaru scratched his head in confusion, examining the Den Den Mushi from every angle as he muttered, "How strange. Is it broken?"

Looking a little awkward, Smoker interrupted and pointed at Kizaru's suit pocket. "Vice Admiral Kizaru, have you considered the possibility that the Den Den Mushi ringing isn't the one on your wrist...?"

"Oh~" Realization dawned on Kizaru. He reached into his pocket and answered the call, then turned to thank Smoker. "Thank you, young man~"

"Hello! Borsalino, how is the operation to support Atlas going?"

As Kizaru had expected, Sengoku's voice came through the Den Den Mushi. He sounded calm, but his concern was unmistakable.

"By the time I arrived, the fight was already over, Sengoku~"

Kizaru slacked off without the slightest guilt.

"Hmm? How did it go? Did Golden Lion escape?"

Sengoku clearly knew little about Golden Lion's current condition. The man had covered his tracks so well that they had no intelligence on him from the past eight years.

"No~ Young Atlas is terrifying. She's already killed Golden Lion."

Kizaru glanced at the perfectly composed Atlas and spoke casually.

"What?!"

On the other end of the call, Sengoku