"Purururu... Pururu!"
At Marineford's Marshal's office, the den den mushi had rung several times, but Sengoku still hadn't answered.
This encrypted contact method… After a long while, he still tremblingly picked up the den den mushi, but his voice, like his wrist, was trembling.
"moshi moshi, is… is it Little Milkgrain?"
Sengoku could easily feel the passage of time. In the second it took for the other party to respond, his mind raced through a thousand thoughts, too long yet too short.
He suddenly wanted to hang up the phone, fearing that the voice on the other end wouldn't be the one he was familiar with.
However, fortunately, a familiar voice came from the other side.
"Big Senbei! This is Little Milkgrain. Everything is fine at the moment, and the young man with lead poisoning sickness has been successfully saved."
"…"
Then came silence. Both parties at this moment didn't know what to say, their hearts surging with emotion yet remaining unspoken.
Finally, Rosinante spoke first: "I'm sorry, Big Senbei… I made you worry, and the undercover operation completely failed."
"Idiot! It's great that you're safe and sound!"
After these two sentences, both of their emotions calmed down considerably, and their conversation became smoother.
"Oh, by the way, there's one more thing. Do you have any impression of a Marine named Vergo in this operation?"
"Vergo?" Sengoku recalled the Marine whose face always had strange things stuck to it, and he had a rather deep impression: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with him?"
"He is an undercover agent sent by the Donquixote Family to the Marine!"
"Nani?" Sengoku slammed his fist on the table, not expecting Doflamingo to have even planted an undercover agent in the Marine.
"This guy disappeared after the Minion Island incident. It seems he must have known he was exposed."
Frowning, Sengoku's expression was grim: "As for Doflamingo, he should now be completely tied to Nero's line."
"What about Dressrosa?" Rosinante clenched his fist, crumpling the newspaper in his hand.
The most conspicuous part on it was: The Donquixote Family occupies Dressrosa, and Doflamingo becomes the new King.
"I don't know what method Doflamingo used, but the World Government intends to recruit him as a member of the Seven Warlords of the Sea."
Sengoku seemed to find it difficult to speak, his words tinged with a sense of difficulty.
"Seven Warlords of the Sea? What's that?" Rosinante asked, puzzled.
"They are seven legitimate pirates with notoriety and strength, introduced by the World Government to restrain other pirates…"
Sengoku's tone became increasingly low. The existence of the Seven Warlords of the Sea could be said to be a major blow to the morale of the Marine.
Sure enough, Rosinante instantly exploded after hearing this: "What do you mean by legitimate right to plunder? How can this restrain pirates? Doesn't this just further fuel the arrogance of those pirates?"
Sengoku listened quietly to his outburst, and Rosinante slowly calmed down: "I'm sorry, Big Senbei, you must have worked hard for this too, right?"
"It's fine. When the Marine becomes stronger, these pirates will eventually be brought to justice."
The matter was a foregone conclusion. Sengoku's words, he didn't know if they were to comfort Rosinante or himself.
"But you are currently in the territory of the Four Emperors Nero, can you still come back?"
"Ah, this is not a problem? I was exposed here long ago!" Rosinante scratched his head and looked at Loerke in the distance.
"Nani? Then isn't your current situation very dangerous?"
"It's not dangerous! Rather, the treatment here is better than I imagined. Besides not being allowed to leave, regular contact is not an issue."
"Aren't they afraid… sigh~" Sengoku sighed halfway through his sentence. The security and exclusivity of Nicuss's capital, Gold City, were unimaginable.
Except for nobles, even agents sent to gather intelligence could only purchase internally circulated newspapers.
A copy cost 20,000 Berries, and most of them were outdated. To buy the latest ones, one could only enter the city, but it cost 10 million Berries for an outsider to enter once, and the Marine couldn't afford such expenses!
These were just some basic movements. Sengoku couldn't help but rub his temples in annoyance at the thought.
Rosinante and the young man with lead poisoning sickness should be the first outsiders who could settle in Nicuss's capital.
"In that case, you can stay in Nicuss. You only need to report some basic local movements."
"No problem, but are basic movements enough? Since I've come here, it's also a rare opportunity, shouldn't I…"
"No need. Nero Claudius's identity is about to change, and these actions are not very suitable."
"Identity?" Rosinante was a bit confused. How else could Nero's identity change?
"Ah, this matter is currently in a state of complete secrecy. Only a very small number of high-ranking officials know the news. You just need to know that Nero will soon leave the ranks of pirates."
Since it had come to this, Rosinante had no intention of continuing to inquire. Law was also still young, and growing up here could be a good choice.
After ending the call, he returned the den den mushi to Loerke. Rosinante suddenly felt that borrowing his den den mushi directly, even with the Silence-Silence Fruit, was a bit… "How was it, have you reported your safety to your family?" Loerke patted his shoulder.
His Observation Haki, which could foresee the future, couldn't hear what this kid was saying, so His Majesty's concert would really have to rely on this kid a lot.
"You really don't care about my Marine identity? Your Emperor, no matter what, is still a pirate, right?"
"Gah ha ha ha ha! It's okay! It's okay! There's nothing to hide!"
Loerke laughed and patted his back again, recalling the time he saw Nero in Minion.
Nero, who fell from the sky to the ground, was completely different from before. That demonic nature, as if devouring the world, made him, from a distance, feel a chill.
Doflamingo and the others weren't strong enough, so they didn't feel it deeply, but he was different. If they really fought, Loerke wasn't sure if he could last three moves under Nero.
One must know that he was a master who could fight on par with Pluton Rayleigh. Even the combined pressure from Whitebeard, Big Mom, and Kaido probably wouldn't be as great as Nero at that time.
He could confirm that Nero had reached a realm he could hardly imagine, coupled with this Celestial Dragons incident.
It wasn't about giving the Celestial Dragons this identity, but rather the World Government taking a step back.
Loerke vaguely had a judgment that the Nicuss Empire, with Nero, might already be no weaker than the World Government.
Rosinante looked at the indifferent Loerke and suddenly became interested in Nero again, the most mysterious Emperor among the Four Emperors.
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