I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

Dooyuna frowned slightly. The man was a Lunaria king who had lit five lamps. He was one of the highest-ranking humans below the Skeleton Emperor, and ranked among the top. He was no ordinary person.

"I understand. Wait a moment, and be mindful of your behavior." Surprisingly, she didn't refuse.

"Thank you, sister."

After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Doogi quickly put on her Rear Admiral uniform, stepped out the door, and her curly blonde hair swayed in the sunlight.

She actually knew Doflamingo's thoughts, and she could also see that the people here had a hidden aversion and fear towards the Blue Sea. On the surface, they respected the King of Blue Sea, helped her establish a naval branch in the capital, and even invited her to top-level meetings, but in reality, they just treated her and the naval officers and soldiers as mascots.

It's just a superficial project; she's only lit three lamps and has no real say.

But you have to be a good mascot!

She represents Qinghai and the Qinghai Navy. She must stand as a benchmark in this capital city, showcasing the splendor of the Qinghai Navy!

She cannot be looked down upon, disgrace Qinghai, or disgrace Figo. She cannot run away; instead, she must make her voice heard appropriately!

However, she did not object to Doflamingo's choice to integrate into the Starry Sky, after all, her younger brother had only recently become a full-fledged Marine before getting lost in the starry sky and ending up here.

Different experiences lead to different thoughts, which is normal. She only hopes that Doflamingo will not go down the path of evil.

The naval branch is located in the center of the capital, not far from the Ipolito residence, and because of her special status and symbolic significance, it was not too difficult for her to meet this top human.

Ipolito was a charismatic middle-aged man, about six meters tall. Upon hearing Doohuna's purpose, he chuckled softly: "Your brother? I've heard of him. I remember he established a trading company in the Hilo Sea, and it's doing quite well. Why are you suddenly contacting me?"

“I don’t know.” Duowuna said calmly, “I’m just relaying his request to you. If you don’t want to talk to him, I will go back and refuse him.”

“No, we can’t refuse the King of the Stars’ request.” Ipolito laughed. “Give me the Den Den Mushi. I’m curious about what he’s up to.”

“This has nothing to do with Lord Figo.” Doo-wu-na shook her head. “Doflamingo has left the Navy. You don’t need to worry about Lord Figo’s existence. I’m here to see you on his behalf, but only as his older sister.”

Ipolito glanced at the dashing female navy officer with interest, then reached out for a Den Den Mushi and quickly established contact with Doflamingo.

At this moment, Duowuna took the initiative to step back and made a move to ignore the two's conversation.

They outwardly showed respect, but their attitude was almost one of equality.

Ipolito still prefers Doona's younger brother; his very first sentence on the Den Den Mushi clearly places him in a lower position.

"Lord Ipolito, I apologize for disturbing you, but I have a gift here that I think is most suitable for you, so I had to ask my sister to contact you."

"Oh? A gift?"

"Have you heard about what happened in the southwestern part of the Hilo Sea? The Serau merchant group that was destroyed by the angelic warrior Michael?"

“I know,” Ipolito said.

“Something has happened there recently. A Lynch merchant group suddenly appeared and brought some unusual things.”

Next, Doflamingo gave Ippolito a brief introduction to the Lantern Lighting Assistance Program and the Lantern Fishing Partner System, and talked about their impact, which made Ippolito's expression become slightly serious.

At his level, he could naturally see what Doflamingo saw.

We can see even further.

Such a 'new thing' should have been reported in the newspaper long ago and known to him, but he only heard about it now, which is unreasonable.

Some people have already noticed the trouble and decided to suppress the matter to avoid creating chaotic competition.

"It seems you have some ideas?" Ipolito asked with some interest.

"Fufufu, the Lynch Merchant Guild was unfortunately destroyed by seven merchant guilds, including the Hall Merchant Guild and the Red Merchant Guild, in collusion with pirates. By chance, I discovered evidence of their collusion with pirates and reported it to Capri. I believe the Emperor will give them a fair trial!" Doflamingo laughed.

Ipolito's eyes flashed.

This would create a total of eight sea areas that were occupied by small and medium-sized merchant groups and difficult to intervene in, which would become vacant all at once. Although those sea areas were relatively barren and sparsely lit, they were still of some value to him.

More importantly... this Doflamingo is quite interesting!

"How much do you want?" Since he was a smart man, Ipolito didn't beat around the bush.

"My abilities are limited, and I dare not accept it. I am merely taking over a small territory on behalf of Lord Ipolito."

The subtext is that the benefits will be plentiful.

Ipolito thought about it and wasn't worried about Doflamingo playing any tricks, since Doflamingo's strength was nothing compared to his.

He doesn't intend to bypass Doflamingo or include him in the conversation.

Doflamingo... is from Qinghai!

……

“I’m from Qinghai. A person from Qinghai is offering himself up for him to control, especially since this person is Dowuna’s brother. How could he not be tempted?” After a moment, Ming, who had just hung up the Den Den Mushi, explained with a low laugh.

Lucilia's eyes were filled with worry: "Domyouji, what you're doing... is too dangerous."

"There's no such thing as a gain without taking risks," Doflamingo chuckled. "Now that the opportunity has come, we must seize it! If we succeed this time, the sea area we control will expand at least three times, we will obtain more lamp wicks and have greater strength to face the upcoming turmoil!"

Besides... I'm not entirely without leverage over him; I'll have a chance to get rid of him.

"His weakness?"

"Fufufu, Ipolito won't just wait for Hall and the others to make a move. If those pirates can't handle the Lynch Merchant Guild and things get complicated, the largest merchant guild in this area will be his. He has plenty of manpower and strong men, and he can also keep an eye on my movements..."

Lucilia asked in surprise, "You mean he'll personally send people to attack the Lynch Merchant Guild?"

"Highly likely."

Doflamingo said, "No one can predict everything. I can only try to guide things in the most advantageous direction. If there are any oversights... well, we can just start over."

Lucilia's expression changed slightly: "But the Lynch Merchant Guild... is innocent."

Doflamingo shook his head, walked to the window and looked down, saying, "Since they chose to join this competition among merchant groups, they are not innocent. Their partners in lighting and fishing lanterns, even if they survive the attacks of Hall and the others, will eventually attract the rejection and suppression of top powers. I just brought this forward a step."

Lucilia had nothing to say.

She looked at Doflamingo's imposing figure with a mixture of admiration and worry.

That kind of mindset is truly worthy of Doflamingo.

But... that's really too risky.

Hopefully, nothing too unforeseen will happen.

……

"Huh, not again?"

Figo, who was still recruiting partners for fishing lamps, suddenly had another premonition in his mind, and he narrowed his eyes in surprise.

This time, it seems like they have some strength?

Never mind him, it's all the same.

Chapter 302 In a Single Day

As time went on, more and more people came to the Serau Sea to help light the lamps, and the number of lamp wicks donated gradually increased. Even on the smallest islands and in the most remote villages, few people did not know the name of the 'Linchi Merchant Guild'.

The recruitment of Lynch's business group is becoming increasingly popular.

Over the course of three days, the Lynch Merchant Guild added 109 new partners for fishing lamps. Among them, 65 were masters of lighting the lamps, while the other 44 each had their own specialties, possessing skills in less common lamp wicks or multiple levels of lamp wicks. They were not as useful as the masters, but they were indispensable to each merchant guild.

Of the kings who lit the lamps, more than half were willing to take on the role of escort and transport. They had less freedom than the others, but they could earn more money. After the first batch of speedboats from Hepsey arrived, some of them quickly got to work.

Even aboard the speedboat traveling at high speed, Adrinho, the Lion-headed King, still harbored doubts.

In his eyes, this Lynch business group was quite strange. Putting aside these 'novel' activities, the composition of its members was also mysterious.

They sent out so many different kinds of lamp wicks at once, which should have made them a strong team, but as the first employee to apply to join the business group, he only met two of them.

One is the guild leader whose name is still unknown, the other is Lin Qi, the originator of the guild's name, and a... child with good network bug manipulation skills but little power.

What about the rest?

These lamp wicks were originally intended to help deliver the lights. Instead of using our own people to transport them, these newly recruited employees have to bear an additional transportation cost. Even if it's a benefit for new employees, it's just too wasteful of money.

Forget it, they don't care about money anyway, why should I worry about them?

His body bobbed up and down in the fast-moving boat. Adlino touched the lamp coins in his pocket, feeling utterly satisfied. The Lynch Merchant Guild hadn't changed its transportation fee rules, paying only 10% of the value of the lamp wicks being transported. And he was transporting a high-value body lamp wick. Just half a month ago, he was still fishing for lamp slaves with the Serau Merchant Guild. He hadn't seen so much money in a long time.

Just as he was lamenting the unpredictability of life and feeling grateful to Michael and the Lynch Merchant Guild, an anomaly suddenly appeared in his mind's eye.

His expression instantly cleared as he gazed at the distant sea, reduced the speedboat's speed, and a few seconds later, the lion's eyes widened rapidly.

"Pirates?"

"It's the Pompeio Pirates!"

This is a notorious pirate crew in the nearby waters. Their captain, Ponpo, is a physical king who can ignite three lamps. How could he have the misfortune of encountering them in the vast ocean?!

Without a moment's hesitation, Adlino turned sharply, but it was clear that when he saw the other man, the other man also saw him.

Several speedboats quickly landed on the huge pirate ship, rapidly accelerating to maximum speed and surrounding Adlino from all sides.

Sword energy, bullets, and various attacks simultaneously struck Adlino from a distance. After a brief resistance, he raised his hands and stopped the speedboat with some helplessness.

"Ha, you know what's good for you."

Amidst the laughter of several pirates, the pirate speedboats drew closer. One of them jumped onto his speedboat, retrieved the Body Lamp wick, and held it high towards the distant large ship: "Captain! I got the Body Lamp wick you wanted!"

Adlino felt somewhat guilty that a problem had arisen during the first transport of lamp wicks, but upon hearing the pirate's shout, he suddenly looked up.

The wick you want?

Was it not a chance encounter? Was there a mole among them?

This was a premeditated act!

Is this targeting the Lynch business group? Why?

Damn it, there must be pirate spies among the people I recruited these past two days. They know my delivery target and are waiting for me on the route!

Who is the mole?

The images of his 'new colleagues' he had met over the past two days flashed through his mind, eventually settling on Figo.

The mole... is it the president?!

He stared blankly at the familiar figure behind Pompeo, who was laughing contentedly on the approaching ship, his mind in turmoil.

The guild leader came along with the pirate ship.

So the president is the mole.

So... what do I do?

The next second, Pompeo's laughter stopped abruptly. The dazzling shockwave blinded Adlino. He looked horrified and lost all five senses: hearing, smell, touch, and perception.