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New World, Dressrosa.
Within the spacious, bright, and utterly luxurious royal palace.
"Massive amounts of materials, enormous quantities of pharmaceuticals, large numbers of machinery... innumerable, it all adds up to an astronomical sum. The price alone exceeds the tax revenue of many wealthy kingdoms over a dozen years..."
Leaning against a huge landscape window, Doflamingo, his right hand supporting his forehead, chuckled in a low, somewhat gloomy voice, which gradually turned into a hearty laugh: "Fuffuffuffuffuffu~~~ What on earth is Germa planning?"
In his left hand, there was a list.
It looked like just a piece of paper, but the figures listed on that paper were simply staggering, making one's jaw drop.
Doflamingo was certain that if this list were to get out, it would definitely attract the high attention and vigilance of the World Government. It might even mobilize the most mysterious CP0 among the Cipher Pol intelligence agencies to investigate.
But, this was exactly what he wanted!
Setting aside past grudges, wasn't cooperating with an evil organization like Germa for the sake of better causing trouble for the World Government? It was just that he truly hadn't expected Germa's move to be so grand this time!
"Fuffu, Doffy~~~" "Based on expert assessment, those machines alone are enough to build two or three large-scale arsenals~~~"
Trebol, clutching his staff, approached Doflamingo, those two streams of disgusting mucus constantly dripping, "Is it really no problem?"
Such a large quantity of goods could not be resolved easily.
"Trebol, you're getting too close..."
Doflamingo's brow twitched. He let out a reprimand; sometimes he really had enough of this guy.
Changing the subject, he said with a cold smile, "Of course, it's no problem. What I'm more interested in is, how will they silently receive such a massive amount of supplies then!"
He was merely acting as an intermediary in the underworld, not directly responsible for shipping. This transaction wouldn't incur any losses for him no matter what.
To place such a huge order at once, the supplies were almost enough to fill the entirety of Dressrosa. Although it was impossible to complete such a large transaction volume in one go, how would Germa transport so many supplies?
"Doffy, remember to help us get our hearts back then..."
Diamante, his face covered in paint, looking somewhat ugly and frightening, spoke up: "Every time I think about my life being in someone else's hands, I can't even sleep comfortably! That bastard brat is truly infuriating!"
"Fuffuffuffu, fuffu, Doffy~~~ Doffy~~~"
Trebol adjusted his sunglasses, revealing somewhat sinister eyes, and smiled grimly: "If we report them to the World Government, Germa might be directly kicked out of the ranks of World Government affiliated nations, right...?"
"I think it's best not to think about such foolish things. Not to mention that it would affect our family's reputation in the underworld..." Gladius, wearing a mask and steel helmet, his expression unreadable, pushed up his glasses and said sternly, "The very fact that Germa dares to entrust such an order to our Donquixote Family to handle proves that they are not afraid of this at all..."
"Moreover, an evil organization like Germa, once they retaliate without any scruples, if it's really as the Young Master said, and they drop a couple of poison gas bombs on Dressrosa or something, then all these years of our family's operations and efforts will be almost entirely wasted!"
"Gladius is right. Trebol, Diamante, this matter is of great importance. You two better not make any small moves behind my back..." Doflamingo deeply agreed and warned Trebol and Diamante.
Kicked out of the ranks of affiliated nations by the World Government, a Germa with no restraints or scruples would be a truly terrifying evil war machine.
Unless the World Government could completely annihilate them in the first instance, otherwise, if such a scientific combat force went around causing destruction, anyone would be somewhat apprehensive.
Doflamingo couldn't stay in Dressrosa guarding it all day either, not to mention with that monster Vinsmoke Judge around. If the two sides truly became mortal enemies, even if he, Ten Yasha, was personally present, Dressrosa might not be safe.
To put it bluntly, even setting aside Vinsmoke Judge, this "Germa's Strongest Spear," the Germa Kingdom, a maritime power that had once controlled the North Blue by force three hundred years ago, still possessed an army size that most countries today would dread, and wielded a deterrent force on the scale of a "Buster Call,"² even exceeding that of Marine Headquarters.
"Don't think I'm joking. Even if Marine Headquarters wanted to crusade Germa 66, this evil organization, right now, they would at least have to mobilize an Admiral representing the Marines' highest combat power and a considerable naval fleet, and even then, they might not necessarily be able to destroy this demonic group that has no fixed territory!"
"Although I'm not afraid of Germa, we have no reason to provoke such an enemy..."
War isn't about comparing the combat strength of both sides on a sand table and then directly determining the winner.
Otherwise, Marine Headquarters, the undisputed hegemon of this great sea, whose true combat strength might not even be matched by two "Yonko" and their crews combined, hasn't been seen to annihilate any "Yonko" over so many years. It's precisely because there are too many scruples and uncertain factors on all sides that they dare not easily initiate hostilities.
"Fuffuffuffu~~~ I was just saying, don't mind it~~~"
Faced with Doflamingo's stern words, Trebol chuckled incessantly.
First half of the Grand Line.
"Whoosh..."
The huge War House no longer continued to fly in the sky at 673, but instead directly sped across the sea surface, stirring up large amounts of spray.
On the sea surface ahead, some blurry black dots were faintly visible in the distance.
"One of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, 'Sir Crocodile' Crocodile, right?"
Luo and the others gathered at the bow of the War House, listening to Judge briefly describe their next target and plan.
"There's no need to control all of the Seven Warlords. The probability of success for that is not high, and it might even attract unnecessary enemies. The World's Strongest Swordsman, 'Hawk Eyes' Mihawk, is not simple. There's no need to provoke such a fellow at present, not to mention that if the actions are too large, there's also the risk of being noticed by the World Government..."
"But just Crocodile alone is far from enough. I'm thinking of giving Marine Headquarters a big 'surprise' then!"
Compared to Gecko Moria, whose subordinates were all useless, Judge valued "Knight of the Sea" Jinbe more.
Jinbe's huge influence in Fish-Man Island and among the Sun Pirates could completely allow Germa to recruit a considerable force of Fish-Men.
These Fish-Men, whose strength was naturally several times greater than ordinary humans, would become outstanding warriors with rigorous training.
However, to truly achieve this goal, patience and scheming were still needed. After all, the Fish-Men's hatred for humans was not insignificant.
But, he wasn't without bargaining chips to move these Fish-Men either.