Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

Just as Bellemere was about to hang up on the Den Den Mushi.

The flying squirrel's voice came over:

"Excuse me, I was thinking about something. Private First Class Bellemere, report your location to me."

"We are on our way back to Branch 133 and will be heading in your direction soon."

Upon hearing these words, Bellemere felt a sudden pang of bitterness well up within him.

The navy will never abandon its comrades.

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On the warship of Branch 133, after hearing Bellemere's location, Momonga immediately gave the order.

"All of you, proceed to the forest on Abbeville Island."

At the flying squirrel's command, the soldiers quickly prepared their equipment and got ready for battle.

This is a habit they've developed over a long period of time.

As long as the superior gives the order, we will be prepared for battle no matter what we are doing.

Zephyr came out of the lounge after hearing the commotion and went to the flying squirrel's side after seeing the soldiers' actions.

"What happened, flying squirrel?"

The flying squirrel turned around and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Professor Zephyr, but it's nothing."

"Come on, you're always so calm and collected. Something must have happened."

Having been a veteran naval officer for many years and having trained the flying squirrel, he could tell what the flying squirrel was thinking at a glance.

The flying squirrel felt helpless. Its teacher had such a sharp eye that any idea it had was child's play. So it simply spoke its mind.

"Professor Zephyr, do you remember why you came to the East Blue?"

"Haha, of course I haven't forgotten. Did you give the order because of this?"

The flying squirrel nodded affirmatively:

"Before the Kingdom Guard was wiped out, they massacred a village. Raleigh once passed through there and saw a female navy officer."

Zephyr interrupted the flying squirrel and then said:

"You mean, this has something to do with Raleigh or that female navy woman?"

"Yes, Professor Zephyr. Raleigh once told me that he also taught that female Marine the Simplified Six Styles of the Navy, and also told her to come to Branch 133 to find me if she had any trouble."

Zefa nodded slightly.

"Okay, let's take her to Branch 133 first, since she's a member of the Navy after all."

"That's exactly the plan."

The flying squirrel silently added a sentence after Zefa's words.

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North Sea, Rarotonga Island.

The weather is beautiful today, with golden sunlight shining on this land.

If you ignored the gunshots and screams coming from the air, it would be a beautiful day.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Gunfire erupted like a symphony in this bustling town.

Hundreds of mafia members, dressed in identical uniforms yet clearly distinct, are fighting each other.

The common people, like frightened ants, could only huddle in their own little houses and pray to the gods that their houses would not become the object of contention between the warring parties.

Screams echoed continuously outside the window, and the civilians dared not raise their heads, afraid of making eye contact with some bloodthirsty mafia member.

Tall buildings were damaged and destroyed in the battle.

The wooden buildings quickly caught fire under the fierce barrage of artillery fire.

"How outrageous! The Don Quixote family has gone too far!"

"Men, Rarotonga is our family's territory. Hold them off and drive the Don Quixote family back to their home."

The head of the Mafia family was loudly rallying his own troops, trying to drive out the pack of wolves that had come to fight for his territory.

He was a burly, one-eyed middle-aged man who had once been a pirate.

Later, due to his lack of strength, he lost an eye on the Grand Line and returned home to inherit his father's position as the head of the family.

After several years of development, they have absorbed all the mafia gangs that originally lived on Rarotonga Island.

They had thought that with the ruthless Admiral Sakazuki gone, it was time for them to show their true colors.

However, after Sakazuki left, a very powerful new force emerged in the Mafia – the Don Quixote family.

They completely disregard the rules of the underworld; killing and looting is their guiding principle.

The one-eyed man killed a member of the Don Quixote family with a single blow, and blood splattered onto his clothes.

The mafia boss, who usually paid great attention to his appearance, didn't even bother to straighten his clothes at this moment.

Instead, he stared intently at the blond teenager in the crowd in the distance.

He had short, golden hair, brown sunglasses, and wore a well-fitting suit.

If it were anywhere else, he would be dressed like a young master.

But his appearance on this battlefield was very strange, especially the cruel smile on his lips, which made the mafia boss feel a sense of fear.

Don Quixote Doflamingo!

The mafia boss was terrified; at first, he didn't take Doflamingo seriously.

But this young boy is incredibly strong.

With his strength and methods, he quickly established himself in the North Sea Mafia like a dragon crossing the river, without anyone noticing.

He sent out invitations to mafia groups on several nearby islands, trying to recruit them.

The arrogant mafia members naturally looked down on this kid who came from who-knows-where, and none of them agreed.

From that day on, the mafia in this area began their nightmare.

The Don Quixote family began to sweep away four Mafia families one after another with overwhelming force, and took over two islands.

Moreover, their immense popularity attracted a steady stream of young people from the surrounding area who wanted to join the Mafia to report to the Don Quixote Family.

From having nothing to having a strong army, this eleven or twelve-year-old blond kid only took a short month.

"Furffurffur, rebel as you please, you trash!"

Looking at the carnage before him, Doflamingo's eyes showed no fear, but rather increased excitement.

The smile on his face was twisted, crazed, and cruel.

The officers beside him also laughed heartily along with Doflamingo.

The members of the Don Quixote family were far stronger than the people on the other side, not to mention that those charging at the forefront were not actually members of the Don Quixote family.

They were almost all young people who dreamed of joining the Don Quixote family.

Doflamingo gave them a chance: they only needed to kill two members of the opposing family to join the Donquixote Family.

The young mafia members, who had long been conquered by the Don Quixote family, were at the forefront of the charge in order to fulfill this promise.

"Are there any promising talents we can recruit?"

Doflamingo no longer focused on the battlefield where victory was already assured, but instead scanned the crowd, searching for elites suitable to be recruited into his family.