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Having finished all this, Rossi turned around, his gaze settling on the figure on the other side of the room.
Charlotte Smoothie stood there, her expression frozen and her pupils slightly dilated, as though she still had not digested everything she had just heard.
She lowered her eyes, her voice very soft. "Do you need to make me disappear? After all, I heard something I shouldn't have."
"Your ideas are always so interesting."
Rather than explain, Rossi simply held the white Den Den Mushi out to her.
"Call your mother."
His tone was calm, but carried an unquestionable weight.
"The storm is about to take shape. No one can hide in the harbor.
Unless you'd like me to invite those two legends to join me on a lengthy visit to Totto Land's territory."
On the vast sea, a colossal ship cut through the waves.
It resembled a palace from a fairy tale, decorated with cloyingly sweet reliefs of pastries and candy.
Aboard this ship named the "Queen Mama Chanter,"
the atmosphere on deck had nothing to do with sweetness.
Charlotte Linlin, now over fifty, let out a deafening roar, her enormous body trembling with rage like an enraged beast.
On deck, her children held their breath, not daring to make a sound.
Even the crowned clown figurehead seemed to wear a human expression of terror, as though beads of water might seep through its wood grain.
"Mama, please calm down."
Amid the deathly silence, only Perospero and Katakuri remained composed, standing at the center of the storm.
The eldest son licked his dry lips, trying to soothe her with words.
"Our planted informants have confirmed the news.
Whitebeard's men-their fleet really has changed course. They're heading toward Dressrosa."
"If Whitebeard's men really side with the Donquixote Family, we