Brûlée did not want to go, and Perospero had not intended to send her anyway.
"If it's an assassination, let's leave it to a professional."
Perospero looked as though he had everything under control.
"Kill her outright? Why not keep her in our hands? We could use her as leverage."
An idea stirred in Katakuri's mind.
"True, but that falls under the same line of work. We can't go wrong hiring a professional."
In a secret base in the West Blue.
A man wearing a mask over the upper half of his face answered a persistently ringing Den Den Mushi.
"Hello, Peclo speaking."
"What? You want me to kidnap a little girl?
You may be the Charlotte Family, but that doesn't mean you can insult me however you please!"
"Oh? The little girl's with that Marine who captured Golden Lion? Interesting.
And you want me to kill a few of his soldiers while I'm there?
Sure, no problem! I'll take the job!
But as for the payment...
I'll be taking quite a risk here.
And to tell you the truth, I've always considered that Marine my idol.
Asking me to go after my idol? That's out of the question...
Unless you pay extra!"
In the waters near the G-1 Branch, Randall had just wiped out a band of pirates.
He sat in a chair, gazing at the scenery outside with nothing to do.
Brru, brru, brru.
Randall answered the call. It was Sengoku.
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, how have you been?"
"Heh, you brat. All right, enough small talk.
We held a little meeting earlier to discuss candidates for the Shichibukai.
I'll fax you the list. Give me your opinion too."
Sengoku got straight to the point.
Hearing that, Randall realized that those three pirates had already made names for themselves,