One Piece: Rayquaza of the Beasts Pirates

Or rather, it would be illogical if the battle couldn't be ended in one strike.

Is Doflamingo weak?

Of course not. Although he obtained his Shichibukai position through a bug, his ability to develop his Devil Fruit to the point of awakening has already proven his talent.

With his current strength, he could hold a place in the Beasts Pirates, probably at the level of the upper echelons of the Flying Six.

But Kane didn't even take that much of his strength seriously.

Despite not mastering advanced Haki techniques, the powerful stats granted by Rayquaza were enough to make him stand among the world's strongest.

In terms of physical strength alone, he is no less capable than Jhin, who is blessed with the bloodline of the Lunaria.

However, lacking mastery of Armament Haki's internal destructive power, he could only rely on his skills to slowly whittle down the enemy's health in battle.

Having the ability to fight against King, dealing with a mere Doflamingo would be a piece of cake for him.

Kane slowly released his grip, extended two index fingers, and, using Doflamingo's blood, lifted the corners of his mouth upwards.

A clown's signature smiling face is complete!

"Hmm, that feels better. A clown should act like a clown."

Kane admired his own art for a while, then looked at Doflamingo's broken sunglasses and suddenly remembered the topic that everyone had been arguing about in his previous life—what exactly did Doflamingo's eyes look like!

Just do it!

Kane immediately took off his red sunglasses.

"Pfft—Pfft, hahahahaha!!!"

Runti burst into laughter, almost bursting into tears.

Pagevan turned his head away, his shoulders shrugging as he tried to keep quiet.

Jack, who had been stern and menacing, was now experiencing a violent twitch in his facial muscles.

"What a...surprise..."

Kane's expression was somewhat subtle.

Doflamingo's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, are unusually small, only half the size of a normal person's.

If it were just simple and small, that would be fine.

But when paired with his arrogant and sinister face, the contrast was instantly maximized.

At this moment, Kane could completely understand why Doflamingo always wore sunglasses.

With that face and those eyes, how could he possibly establish authority in front of his subordinates?

Click!

Kane pulled out a camera Den Den Mushi and took a picture of Doflamingo.

"Perfect!" Kane happily put away the Den Den Mushi.

Hehehe, Doflamingo, you don't want this photo to get out, do you?

"You bastard! What are you doing! Hand over the photos!"

The incompetent husband, Torrepol, shouted, but dared not take a step closer.

The domineering boss, Kane, shook his index finger: "Hand it over? No, no, no, I'll keep this secret for the rest of my life."

"Kane's smile is so evil, it makes us look like the villains."

Runti snorted.

Peggy spoke up weakly, "Sis, it seems like we're the villains."

Jack, however, quite agreed with Kane's approach.

The strong should have absolute power to deal with the weak, even if it means abuse, the weak must obediently accept it!

"That damned guy!"

Pica clenched his fists, ready to unleash his power and fight Kane and the others.

Jack's gaze sharpened, and he pulled a curved sword from his cloak, coldly saying, "Still not convinced?"

Jack, who was over eight meters tall, looked down at Pica with an arrogant attitude as if he regarded her as a little chick that he could crush and mold at will.

Diamanti quickly stopped Pica, urging him to calm down.

Kane's casual strike shattered the dreams of the Don Quixote family's executives.

Even the young master was no match for Kane. Their presence would only result in Kane making a few more moves, and they couldn't even let him have his fill.

With Doflamingo unconscious, Trebol, who was temporarily the pillar of support, had no choice but to step forward and fawn over him, saying, "Lord Kane, why don't we move to another room and let us properly entertain you gentlemen?"

He knew in his heart that if the other party really wanted to kill the young master, they wouldn't have done those unnecessary things.

Since they still have some use, let's continue the discussion.

It's simply a matter of how much flesh to cut.

As long as you're alive, there's still hope.

Chapter 24 Violet

Kane granted Torrebol's request, and the five of them, led by the latter, arrived at another intact banquet hall.

After arranging for Kane and the other four to sit down, Torrebol tapped the floor with his scepter.

Upon hearing the signal, the palace maids pushed food carts into the banquet hall, bringing various delicacies and fine wines to the tables.

This is not over yet.

Torrepol tapped the floor with his scepter again.

A line of dancers with a Dressrosa flair walked in, followed by a band.

Seemingly to cater to Runti's preferences, several male dancers were also mixed in with the female dancers.

"Lord Kane, please enjoy our Dressrosa's signature dance." Torrebol chuckled lewdly, "You gentlemen can do whatever you want to them."

Kane swirled the wine in his glass and said casually, "I heard you captured the Riku royal family. I haven't even had a princess dance for me yet."

"Understood, understood. I'll go prepare right away."

Torrepol gave a knowing smile that any man would understand, then turned and left.

Diamanti had been waiting for a long time outside the banquet hall.

"Pica led the others to protect the young master and go for treatment," Diamanti reported in a low voice.

They have just seized the country, and their foundation is not yet secure. They must guard against a counterattack from the remnants of the royal family.

Torrepol nodded, satisfied with the officers' thoughtful consideration, and then instructed, "You stay here and guard this place. I'll go to the prison and bring Violet out. That bastard Kane wants to see her dance."

"That guy really knows how to enjoy himself."

Diamanti gritted his teeth at the thought of Violet, that beauty, being wantonly played with by Kane.

Seeing that no one was around, he said in a sinister tone, "Why don't we let Sugar..."

"Shut up!" Torrepol glared and snapped, "The Don Quixote family can't afford any more risks."

Sugar's ability to deal with ordinary people and average strong individuals is to use it on them without them making a sound.

But whether or not one's abilities will be effective against a powerful and domineering opponent like Kane is another matter entirely.

The risks and rewards are not proportional at all.

"What we need to do now is stall until the young master wakes up, and keep all other schemes to yourself," Torrebol solemnly warned.

Diamanti stopped arguing and nodded in agreement.

Torrepol left with peace of mind.

Putting aside everything else, the Don Quixote family members are extremely united, especially the older ones.

Torrepol is not afraid that Diamanti is two-faced.

Royal Palace Prison

Torrepol arrived at a cell where a black-haired girl wearing a violet dress was imprisoned.

"Violet, what have you thought about it?"

Torrepol sneered: "Trading your loyalty for your father's life, isn't that a very worthwhile deal?"

Violet lowered her eyes, her voice trembling: "I am willing to join the Don Quixote family."

“Excellent.” Torrepol instantly put on a gentle smile: “Don’t worry, as long as you join the Don Quixote family, we will take care of you like family.”

As he spoke, he took out his key and unlocked Violet's seastone handcuffs.

Before Violet could even enjoy a breath of fresh air after regaining her freedom, she was assigned her first task as a family executive.

"You want me to dance for a big shot?"

Violet glanced at Torrepol, her eyes full of mockery.

Is this what you mean by being cared for like family?

Your family members are really worthless.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Torrepol's face, but it was quickly overshadowed by the shadow of his family's destruction. He said coldly, "This man is related to the future of the Don Quixote family. You must serve him well, by any means necessary, even at the cost of everything."

"As a member of the family, you must be prepared to dedicate yourself entirely to the family. If that lord wanted me, Torrebol, I wouldn't even flinch!"

Violet scrutinized Torrepol's face and scoffed.

A stubble-covered upper lip, sparse teeth, and a constant runny nose.

Who would be so blind as to fall for you?

Torrepol's eye twitched violently as he forcibly suppressed his anger and warned, "Don't have any other thoughts. Just focus on your job as a dancer and think about your family."

"Don't expect that person to help you. He's the top officer of the Beasts Pirates, and he's ruthless."

"I think you know the reputation of the Beasts Pirates better than I do."

"Clap clap~"