One Piece: Buggy the Clown Who Fell From Grace

Even Vergo betrayed the clown under his instigation, so what about Torrebol?

"Have you been investigating this matter, Torre?"

"Sorry, Dover."

Trebol blew his nose. The four top executives had supported Doflamingo since he was a child.

So their attitude wasn't particularly humble.

“I know you don’t want us to investigate, but I’m telling you, that’s Vergo, our heart.”

Doflamingo is the Joker of the family, while the four top executives are Clubs, Spades, Diamonds, and Hearts, respectively.

Torrepol is the plum blossom, while Vergo is the heart.

"I mean, you've been investigating, haven't you?"

Ming's tone became increasingly indifferent.

Loyal family members are true family, but those who betray you must be personally removed.

He was always tolerant of his family and could forgive their mistakes, but betrayal was something Ming could not accept.

In his view, Torrepol's act of disobeying his orders to investigate Vergo's death was itself a form of... betrayal.

Because he killed Vergo with his own hands.

Furthermore...

Let Torrepol continue the investigation, and if he eventually finds that the clues point to himself.

Are you suggesting he should really commit seppuku?

Therefore, Vergo must be in the wrong.

Trebol paused for a moment, finding Doflamingo's tone somewhat strange.

"Yes, I am investigating, but it's definitely not because I don't trust you, Dover. I just want to know—"

"Uh!"

Torrepol's body was suddenly hoisted up by several thin threads, his limbs were out of control, and he could not even breathe properly.

"You want to know..."

“I can tell you, Fufufu.”

Through his pink cat-eye sunglasses, Trebol saw that Doflamingo's eyes had become extremely cruel.

"Dover, what are you doing?!"

"We're family!"

The ship sailing on the vast ocean was all alone, with only the two of them on the deck.

Trebol tried to struggle by using the title that Doflamingo cherished most.

"Those who betray me are not."

A thin, gleaming line trailed from Ming's fingertips.

Five-colored lines appeared in the air.

He whispered in Torrepol's ear.

"I killed Vergo..."

Then they covered his eyes.

This is the last act of tenderness from family.

In some old-fashioned pastry shops, you can still see master craftsmen using a taut, thin thread to cut rice cakes. When the sharp thread cuts through the rice cakes, there is only a soft gurgling sound.

The same is true now.

The white clouds continued to drift leisurely through the blue sky.

Seagulls occasionally flew by.

The ships on the sea were quiet.

“A demon… I can definitely sense its presence.”

A thin red line appeared in front of Ming's eyes.

The theory of the awakening of demons is good news for all Devil Fruit users.

Ming himself was no exception.

Moreover, he has an extremely high compatibility with the String-String Fruit, and has long since reached the level of awakening.

Therefore, this theory was helpful to him.

This allows him to sense the presence of the demon more clearly.

At the same time, find a way to make yourself stronger.

What is the next stage?

"To replace the demon?"

To truly possess the power, even to be like a demon, unbound by death.

That's so tempting.

Ming felt as if he had smelled a broad road ahead.

Glug glug—

The ringing of the Den Den Mushi interrupted his thoughts.

It wasn't Caesar, but rather his mole planted beside Caesar—Monet's phone call.

He crossed his legs and took the call.

“…Young…Young Master.”

"There's been a problem with the plan."

That's annoying news.

Ming frowned. "Speak."

"The Joker did not land on the island as planned."

"He didn't take the bait? Woods shouldn't dare to lie to me."

The news of the Joker's appearance earned Doflamingo an advance of 600 million.

He didn't think that shipping king would dare to deceive him.

"No, I mean, he didn't follow the usual practice of bringing the ship ashore first and then going ashore to explore the island."

Most storybooks are like this.

When faced with an unfamiliar island, shouldn't we proceed cautiously, gradually unveiling its mysteries?

Putting everything else aside, the warning wire mesh covering the perimeter should have made the other side more cautious.

The giant ship has not yet approached the island.

But Bucky's thought process is clearly different from that of ordinary people.

"He flew right over."

For some reason, Monet felt that the speechlessness and helplessness he felt when he said those words were completely relatable to him.

She turned her head and glanced at the clown in front of her.

He is studying how effective lower body movement would be, using the two legs of a horse and a monkey.

It was as strange as a mythical beast from ancient texts.

She went on to say:

"Caesar is hiding in the research institute now, and the Joker has followed him there."

"Given that guy's character, he's very likely to betray us."

Upon hearing this, Ming's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

I thought it was a clown who wouldn't take the bait...

Once they've taken the bait, things will be easier.

"Have you gotten your hands on the research data yet?"

Although Caesar is a talented individual, Doflamingo only needs to secure the artificial Devil Fruit as a result to make a fortune.

As long as Monet can master the raw materials for SMILE artificial Devil Fruits and the manufacturing method of SAD, it doesn't matter whether Caesar lives or dies.

It's better to be dead.

The possibility of Caesar's betrayal, as mentioned by Monet, is extremely high.

That guy was a coward who was afraid of death.

“I’ve already written it down.”

Monet felt that his answer was fluent, and even that it should have been given that way.

“I’ll have Buffalo pick you up, and when the time is right, we’ll smooth things over.”

"Yes, young master, I will never let your secret be revealed."

The Den Den Mushi closes its eyes and enters a resting state.

"Well done."

Bucky patted her head as a reward.

"It's what I should do."

Monet gave a charming smile and nuzzled her head into Bucky's palm.

Everything I did was for Mr. Clown's game.

It turns out that my purpose is to drive the person on the other end of the phone crazy.