Marineford War: I Will Stand in the Sky

With this thought in mind, Yann let out a soft breath, his gaze gradually hardening.

"Then the first thing we need to do is strengthen the 'Hueco Mundo' organization. At the very least... an evil organization that's going to destroy the world should look like it's going to destroy the world!"

"The way they're trying to intimidate the World Government with the power of the 'Broken Blade' is really beneath them."

Immediately, Yann began to take stock of the current members of the "Hueco Mundo" organization.

"Devourer of Hollows" Baby-5, "Cursed Eye Monk" Robin, "Holy Cry Mantis" Corazon, "Evil Queen" Law, "Black Winged Demon" Hancock, "Wolf Pack" Perona, "Royal Shark Queen" Tiger, plus Enel, who is the only unofficial member and relies entirely on his "god-like" thinking without the "Hollow Soul Slayer Sword".

With the initially weaker Baby-5, Law, and the extremely young Perona growing up, the Hueco Mundo organization is now a powerful organization comparable to the Seven Warlords of the Sea, even without Yann.

Of course, in fact, Hueco Mundo also occupies three seats among the Seven Warlords of the Sea.

Even with my own addition, this level of strength is still far from enough. It seems necessary to increase the number of Hueco Mundo members again.

Yaen's eyes flickered, and then he quickly calculated the progress of awakening the eighth "Void Soul-Slaying Blade".

"Soon, once the next batch of artificial Devil Fruits arrives, it should be enough," Yann murmured.

Although the artificial Devil Fruit's effect on Yann's awakening of the "Hollow Soul Slayer" is only about one percent compared to a normal Devil Fruit, the fact that artificial Devil Fruits can be continuously artificially cultivated using the "SAD" substance created by Caesar as raw material and the abilities of the Tontatta race makes it possible.

Therefore, in recent years, Yann has gradually given up on the extravagant consumption of precious and rare Devil Fruits, and instead relied on artificial Devil Fruits to drive the awakening of the "Hollow Soul Slayer".

"The ninth 'Hollow Soul-Slaying Blade' would require approximately 512 normal Devil Fruits, while the tenth would require 1024. Converted to artificial Devil Fruits, that would require over 100,000..."

After doing a quick calculation of this astronomical figure, Yann's expression became somewhat unsettled.

Perhaps the number of "SAD" created by Caesar could be increased, but the number of dwarves who can cultivate "artificial Devil Fruits" is limited, which means that the production of artificial Devil Fruits is almost at a stable level.

"I wonder if it's too late to boost the birth rate of the little people?"

Ya'en smacked his lips, pondering the feasibility of the idea.

[Chapter 586. Did I interrupt your business?]

"The issue of the Lilliputian birth rate and the production of artificial fruits still needs to be discussed with Corazon in person..."

With this in mind, Aon decided to personally head towards the Hakumai region of Wano Country.

Meanwhile, in a family residence established by the Don Quixote family in the White Dance region, Corazon was busy processing a large number of documents.

Besides being one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Corazon, who also serves as the King of Dressrosa and the commander of the Revolutionary Army's "New World" fleet, is extremely busy. The number of matters he needs to handle every day is definitely no less than that of Fleet Admiral Sengoku.

Just then, a cup of fragrant coffee was placed next to Corazon.

"Young Master, please rest for a while."

A gentle voice then rang out.

Corazon glanced up at the cup of coffee, then continued working, saying, "Monet, if you've finished your work, you can go and rest now."

Seeing Corazon's completely oblivious gaze at his meticulously groomed appearance, Monet, dressed in a near-perfect secretary's suit and sporting green hair, couldn't help but sigh.

However, unlike most of the family's executives who were afraid of Corazon, Monet, as Corazon's secretary, understood very well after getting to know him better that this seemingly terrifying and cruel man with clown makeup possessed the most beautiful gentleness in the world.

and so……

Monet watched as Corazon once again immersed himself in the documents, pursed his lips tightly, and then, as if about to turn and leave, his high heels wobbled, his ankle twisted, and his figure, perfectly wrapped in his secretary's business attire, fell straight toward Corazon beside him with a soft groan.

"Hmm~"

With a soft thud, Monet fell into Corazon's arms.

Corazon instinctively caught Monet, his gaze drifting towards Monet's ankles, which were covered in black stockings.

Well, with his vision blocked by the black stockings, Corazon couldn't see anything.

"Are you alright?" Corazon asked, frowning.

"I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry, young master, but my ankle is probably completely sprained."

Monet seemed to realize that his behavior was extremely inappropriate, and his face, which was flushed red by his light green hair, buried itself in Corazon's arms, who was wearing a black feather coat.

"Even if your main task is to assist me in handling official business, you should at least exercise your physique and develop your abilities in your spare time."

Corazon lectured in a stern tone.

"Yes, yes, young master, I know I was wrong, I will definitely be more careful next time..."

Monet responded softly, then asked cautiously, "Young Master, could you please escort me back to my room this time?"

Corazon hesitated for a moment, glancing at the pile of documents in front of him, then down at his usually exceptionally capable secretary in his arms, before saying helplessly, "Alright..."

Immediately, just as Corazon was about to lift Monet up, Monet felt Corazon pause and look ahead with a serious expression.

Following Corazon's gaze, Monet suddenly noticed a mysterious figure draped in a black cloak in the heavily guarded family office.

"Who?!"

Monet suddenly leaped up from Corazon's arms, warily eyeing the cloaked figure before him. While half of his body remained in the "Snow-Snow Fruit" elemental form, his other hand was already gripping a Den Den Mushi, ready to press the button.

However, before Monet could press the Den Den Mushi button to notify the entire camp, Corazon grabbed Monet's wrist with one hand.

"Young Master?!" Monet asked in confusion.

“They’re not the enemy, you can leave now,” Corazon said sternly.

"Yes……"

Monet nodded and then walked out of the office.

Immediately, Corazon raised his hand and used the power of the "Silence-Silence Fruit" to create a soundproof barrier in the office.

Only then did Yann reach out and pull down the hood of his black cloak, revealing his true face, a playful smile on his lips.

"Corazon, have I been interrupting your business?"

Serious business?

Corazon was slightly taken aback, completely unaware of what Yann was implying. He then looked at Yann's appearance, which still looked somewhat haggard, but whose eyes were unusually bright, and said.

"Ya'en, why did you come all the way here to see me? That's quite rare."

"If I hadn't come in person, I really wouldn't have realized that you, Corazon, lead a rather sophisticated life," Yann teased.

"What kind of mood? I find life quite boring these days."

Corazon said with some dissatisfaction.

"I was already busy enough with managing both the Kingdom of Dressrosa and the organization's affairs in the New World Seas, and now with the White Dance region on top of that, do you know how many civilians from the 'Flower Capital' have flooded into the White Dance region? How many things do I have to personally handle and arrange every day?"

Once the topic came up, Corazon's words rained down on Yern like a barrage of bullets...

A moment later, Yann picked up the coffee that Monet had just placed on the desk and handed it to Corazon, who was still working, saying...

"Here, have some coffee to soothe your throat."

"Tsk, thanks..."

Corazon, whose throat was starting to feel parched from talking, instinctively took the coffee from Yann and thanked him.

Then, Corazon, having taken a sip of his coffee, turned to Yan and asked, "Yan, what do you want?"

"If I said I just came to visit my older brother, would you try to believe me?" Yann asked.

Corazon replied with considerable certainty, “If you didn’t believe it, and it wasn’t something very important, you certainly wouldn’t have come all this way yourself.”

Y'en chuckled awkwardly, then said, "No, actually I just wanted to discuss with you how to increase the birth rate of the dwarf race."

"Lilliputians?"

Corazon quickly realized what was going on and asked, "You want to continue increasing the production of artificial Devil Fruits?"

“That’s right!” Yann nodded.

"Is the current production of 500 artificial Devil Fruits per month not enough? How many do you need?" Corazon asked.

Without batting an eye, Yann said, "It's simple, how about doubling it within six months?"

Corazon's lips twitched slightly, and he handed the coffee he was holding back to Yann, saying...

"I'm not drinking coffee anymore. Double the production? Do you think the dwarves are all sows? Even if I drugged each and every one of them, it's impossible to increase their numbers to the point where the production of artificial Devil Fruits can double so quickly."

[Chapter 587. The Truth That Was Guessed]

Faced with Corazon's continuous complaints, Yann remained silent, instead maintaining a gentle smile towards Corazon.

After a moment, Corazon said somewhat weakly.

"I can't guarantee it within six months, but I can try my best to use some special methods within a year."

"Then I'll have to trouble you," Yann nodded.

"Tsk~"

Corazon curled his lip dismissively, then lowered his head to take a sip of coffee before asking.

"Speaking of which, what do you need so many artificial Devil Fruits for, Yann? Besides having to endure strong side effects and having a very high probability of not gaining the ability, even if the user of an artificial Devil Fruit successfully gains the ability, it is usually a flawed Zoan-type ability."

After a pause, Corazon continued, "Even in terms of mass production of combat power, artificial Devil Fruits are far less effective than the research projects that Law is currently developing."

After a moment of contemplation, Yann stared at Corazon for a while before speaking.

"Perhaps there are some things I should explain to you. Take me to the artificial Devil Fruits that will be shipped to Wano Country this month."

Corazon paused for a moment, then opened a secret passage in the office and led Yann into it.

Soon, boxes of neatly arranged, uniformly shaped artificial Devil Fruits appeared in front of Yann.

Corazon began, “This batch consists of artificial Devil Fruits that were recently transported to Wano Country. It represents the production from the last three months, totaling over two thousand.”

"Um……"

As he responded, Yann slowly drew his Soul-Slaying Blade from his waist, and then the brilliant blade light continuously illuminated the hidden chamber.

To Corazon's astonishment, the artificial Devil Fruits, sliced ​​open by Yann's Zanpakuto, turned into wisps of black smoke and vanished into the air.

No... it seems to have been absorbed by Yaen...

In no time at all, the artificial Devil Fruits that had filled the secret room had completely disappeared.

Instead, a white orb of light appeared in Yann's hand that was strangely familiar to Corazon—the same white orb that had guided him to the Lord of Hueco Mundo and granted him the power of the Crying Mantis.

"This...could it be?!" Corazon exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock.

"That's right..."

Yann nodded, already prepared to confess some of the things to Corazon.