The groundwork Uchiha Hikaru had planted and promoted for months began the moment he appeared in the New World. He publicly claimed to possess a Devil Fruit capable of countering Admiral Kizaru, drawing the attention of quite a few sharp-minded people in the New World.
Some Devil Fruits in this world were exceptionally eye-catching. Though people said there were no weak fruits, only weak users, Admiral Kizaru's strength had invisibly added even more allure to Devil Fruits. So when Uchiha Hikaru announced that he possessed such an extraordinary Devil Fruit, many people could not resist the temptation. They flocked to Dressrosa, all hoping to obtain it.
Doval frowned, a trace of confusion squeezed onto his fat face. "The Slow-Slow Fruit can counter Kizaru?"
Hikaru nodded. "Kizaru's fruit is said to grant the fastest speed, but if he gets hit by the Slow-Slow Beam, his time will be delayed for thirty seconds. During that time, even some nobody from the New World who knows a little Armament Haki could kill Kizaru in minutes. With so many CP0 agents under your command, surely you have someone suitable?"
"Hmph!" Doval was displeased by Uchiha Hikaru's seemingly casual doubt. "I have plenty of capable fighters under me. It's just that this fruit doesn't satisfy me!"
Hikaru shrugged. "They say there are no strongest fruits, only the strongest people. If you truly have someone worthwhile under you, then with this Devil Fruit, their strength would rise severalfold in an instant. They wouldn't be inferior even against a Marine admiral, let alone those trash pirate crews in the New World. But whether you have the strength is one matter. Whether you can recognize this fruit's value is another."
As he spoke, Hikaru looked at Doval with a faintly teasing expression.
Seeing Uchiha Hikaru's utterly detestable gaze,