"Captain, is our next mission to rest and recuperate?"
"Rest for three days," Bellamy replied. "After three days, we set sail immediately."
Bellamy had already decided on their destination; the crew just needed to follow orders. His plan was too complex to be easily explained with words. He intended to wait until everything was settled before slowly explaining it all to his comrades.
"Set sail? Where are we going this time?" Drake and the others were long accustomed to their captain's decisions. Although each one was baffling, the captain's objective always seemed to be crystal clear. As his followers, all they could do was stick close behind him.
Bellamy looked into Drake's eyes and softly spoke a single word.
"Totto Land."
"Totto Land?!" Drake sucked in a sharp breath. "Hiss! Could it be that your next target is... Big Mom?" He had never doubted Bellamy's ambition to challenge an Emperor. But to attack Totto Land now... wasn't it a bit too soon?
"Don't overthink it. It's not time to challenge an Emperor yet."
What Bellamy was currently looking forward to most was not dethroning an Emperor, but the Summit War. Every part of his plan, including the upcoming trip to Totto Land, was in preparation for it. Only after the Summit War was over would Bellamy begin to slowly consider which Emperor to pull down from their throne.
"Go get some rest," Bellamy said, patting Drake's shoulder to signal that he shouldn't be so tense. He then walked briskly back to his room and took out a special Den Den Mushi from the counter.
"Purururu... Purururu..."
"Morgans, it's me."
"Help me contact Charlotte Brûlée. I need to speak with her."
"Yes, the sooner the better."
Hanging up the call, Bellamy couldn't help but let out a cold smirk. His original idea had been to sneak into Totto Land during one of Big Mom's tea parties. However, his plans had progressed with unexpected smoothness, and Big Mom had no intention of hosting a tea party anytime soon. So, Bellamy had to find a way to lure Charlotte Brûlée out first. As for what to do after he lured her out, he would have to take it one step at a time.
Three days later.
"Yeehehehe, Mad Dog Bellamy, what do you want with me?" a shrill voice came from the other end of the Den Den Mushi. Before Bellamy could answer, the woman on the other side continued on her own. "You killed Doflamingo. I hear Kaido is very unhappy about that. Are you scared of him, so you want to join Mama's crew? Yeehehehe, you've got a good eye."
Bellamy waited patiently for her to finish before slowly taking over the conversation. "Charlotte Brûlée, I know you have a huge scar on your face."
The scar was from being bullied by thugs when she was young. As a woman, regardless of whether she was beautiful or ugly, it was difficult to accept such a hideous mark on her face.
"AAAAAHHH!!" Charlotte Brûlée let out a terrifying shriek. "Do you have any idea what you're saying?!"
The scar was Charlotte Brûlée's absolute taboo. If anyone dared to mention it to her face or secretly mock it behind her back, she would immediately fly into a rage. Now that Bellamy had brought it up over the Den Den Mushi, she predictably went berserk. "I'll kill you! I'll kill you! Bellamy!"
Bellamy moved the receiver away from his ear and waited patiently. After a long while, the voice on the other end began to quiet down.
"Calm down and let me finish," he said. "I have a way to get rid of that scar."
"What! Did! You! Say!" Charlotte Brûlée couldn't believe what she was hearing from Bellamy. She and Katakuri had tried countless methods to remove the scar from her face. As the absolute ruling class of Totto Land, a dominant power in the New World, the resources Brûlée and Katakuri had at their disposal were unimaginable to ordinary people. But even so, they had searched for famous doctors all over the world and found no solution. The scar ran from her forehead all the way down to her chin, covering almost her entire face.
Apart from the Op-Op Fruit and the Heal-Heal Fruit, the only other thing that could heal such a wound was Lineage Factor manipulation. However, the Vinsmoke Family had already been destroyed by Bellamy, and the technology Caesar Clown possessed was inferior to Judge's. Vegapunk, meanwhile, was kept under tight lock and key by the World Government. With their abilities, Brûlée and Katakuri really had no way to heal such an injury.
But Bellamy could.
Not only could he do it, but if he wanted, he could even give the witch-like Brûlée a completely new face. Plastic surgery was still a very rare thing in this world. But with the scientific and medical levels of this world, it wasn't actually that difficult to achieve. It was just that no one had thought in that direction; in a world this chaotic, no one would divert medical resources to cosmetic surgery.
"I said, I have a way to remove the scar from your face." Bellamy leisurely lit a cigar for himself. He knew the target had taken the bait. "I'm in Kaido's territory right now, heading toward Totto Land. I'll arrive at Nuts Island in a month."
"A month?!" Brûlée blurted out. "That's too slow!" The moment the words left her mouth, she immediately covered it. She knew she had shown too much eagerness. For him to offer to heal her, he must want something in return. But she didn't even know what he wanted yet, and she had already revealed her hand completely.
Damn it, whatever, she thought. As Big Mom's eighth daughter and Katakuri's most beloved sister, Charlotte Brûlée asked herself, what in this world could she not obtain? If he wanted money, she'd give him money. If he wanted treasure, she'd give him treasure. As long as he could heal the scar on her face, Bellamy could have anything he wanted!
"Bellamy, what do you want from me?"
"Money. I want two billion Berries," Bellamy said, making an exorbitant demand right off the bat.
"Fine! I'll go prepare it now!" Two billion was indeed a huge sum, but Charlotte Brûlée could definitely get it if she borrowed from here and there. "You'd better not be lying to me."
"We're meeting on Nuts Island. Why would you worry about me lying to you?"
That's true, Brûlée thought. If Bellamy dared to trick her in Totto Land's territory, he'd be asking for death.
"Then hurry up and get here! I can't wait!"
"Got it. Keep in touch."
Bellamy casually hung up the phone, his fingers tapping lightly on the desk. I've lured her out, but what's my next move?