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In one corner of the sea lay a pink island.
This was a place that could only be called a graveyard for men.
And Dragon was there at that moment.
Someone else sat across from him.
That person's head alone was almost bigger than Dragon's entire body.
He had long, thick eyelashes and wore pale blue eyeshadow and purple lipstick.
His outfit was downright painful to look at.
"Was that the person you told me about just now?"
His voice was rather shrill, as though he were speaking with his throat pinched shut.
"Yes. Ivankov, if you ever meet him, don't deliberately provoke him.
"He doesn't have the best temper."
Dragon put away the Den Den Mushi and gazed into the distance.
He wasn't deliberately trying to look cool. He simply wanted to spare his eyes.
"Really? I hear he's a legendary Marine who defeated Golden Lion."
Ivankov put on a frightened expression, but then abruptly changed his tune.
"That young man is so handsome! If I could help him understand the true meaning of life too, that would be wonderful!
"Hee-haw!"
Hearing that, Dragon involuntarily pictured Randall becoming a Newkama.
He had to admit that the Newkama on this island were extremely hard on the eyes.
But if it were Randall, Dragon actually found the idea somewhat appealing.
Dragon's face darkened. Dragon, what are you thinking? Have you lost your mind?!
"Ivankov, don't think I'm just being alarmist.
"If you dare say something like that to his face, you'll definitely anger him.
"When that happens, even I won't be able to save you!"
Seeing Dragon's serious expression, Ivankov grew solemn too.
"Are you saying even you aren't a match for him?"
Ivankov knew Golden Lion was strong, but he had no concrete sense of just how strong.
Dragon's