Chapter 57: Weevil Looks for Mama
"Momma? Momma?"
"Momma!!!"
"Where are you? Where did you go?!"
"..."
What greeted Weevil was not the imagined sight of a happy and approving Buckin. He couldn't even find Buckin, nor their pirate ship... After the fire died down, only scattered charred wooden planks floated on the harbor's surface.
Standing foolishly on the empty shore, his continuous calls went unanswered. Weevil transitioned from initial bewilderment and hesitation to anger and frenzy, snorting white breath like a raging bull.
"Momma! Where are you!!!"
"Come out now!"
Rumble, rumble, rumble!!!
His intellectual deficiency made Weevil both extreme and simplistic. Especially without the "shackles" that Buckin, in a sense, imposed on him, his innate, powerful destructive urge took over, driving him to a mad, brutal rampage, destroying everything in his sight without any reason whatsoever.
Aaaahhhhh!!!
"It's that pirate! This guy..."
"Everyone, run!"
"..."
Rumble, rumble, rumble!!!
"..."
It was a true disaster. Weevil rampaged through Whiskey Peak.
People, houses, rocks... nothing could stop Weevil. They either ran or, unable to escape, suffered his destruction.
"Momma! Where are you!"
"Come out now!"
"I'm so scared, please come out! I promise I'll listen to you!"
"..."
Like a poor, homeless child unable to find his mother, Weevil, though still driven by an innate, powerful destructive urge to rage madly and brutally, was no longer pure in his destruction. His actions were now mixed with grievance and fear, and tears streamed down his foolish face.
"Fufufufu~ Weevil-chan is looking for Momma," Doflamingo, who had been planning this for a long time, emerged from a pile of rubble, mockingly chuckling.
Weevil gripped his naginata tightly. His instincts told him that the person before him was very dangerous, unlike anyone he had encountered before. "Who are you? You know my Momma..."
"I know! I know!" Doflamingo interrupted Weevil, pretending to be heartbroken. "I witnessed it with my own eyes. She died! A terrible death, by a Sea King... It was horrific. She was bitten clean off at the head, then swallowed by the Sea King..."
"You're lying! You're deceiving me!"
"Liar!!!!"
Weevil interrupted Doflamingo as well, roaring with extreme emotion. Even though his instincts told him the person before him was very dangerous, he couldn't help but want to attack.
"Remember, Edward Weevil, my words, you must never, ever, ever question!" Doflamingo moved his fingers, enunciating each word carefully, as if intending to brand this statement onto Weevil's soul.
"You're spouting nonsense!"
"Ahhh ahhh ahhh!!!"
Losing control again, Weevil roared as he sprinted and swung his naginata.
Clang!!!
Metal clanged, deafening.
Whoosh~~~
Doflamingo recoiled several steps.
"..."
His hand gripped Weevil's naginata. It wasn't an ordinary hand; it was a hand hardened with Armament Haki.
For these seven years—no, six years, Doflamingo had relentlessly and rigorously tempered his physical strength, never pausing, never being lazy, never slacking off. More fortunately, his talent was exceptional. So, a year ago, he had already managed to channel his innate internal energy into visible Armament Haki, and he had recently become proficient in its use, something many people couldn't achieve in a lifetime.
However, when it came to exceptional talent, at least in terms of pure physical strength, Weevil truly was a darling favored by the gods. Even with Armament Haki for defense and the abundant results accumulated from years of training, Doflamingo still felt he had been reckless. He shouldn't have clashed head-on with Weevil; his arm was numb from the shock.
But Doflamingo never regretted a decision he had made. He tightly clutched Weevil's naginata. His free left hand, also hardened with Armament Haki, delivered a punch straight to Weevil's chest.
Thump!!!
A dull thud, like a drum.
"It hurts~ You bastard!"
The unprecedented pain caused Weevil to scream frantically, savagely trying with all his might to reclaim his naginata.
Swish, swish, swish~~~Thud, thud, thud!!!
Strings blossomed and unfurled, encasing Weevil's body, piercing deep into the ground.
"You have a monster's strength, yet you don't know how to use it! What a waste!"
"Fufufufufu~"
"Your Momma is dead. You're all alone now. What will you do?"
"..."
Doflamingo pulled down his sunglasses, pocketing them, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes that stared intently at Weevil.
"You're lying! You're deceiving me!"
"Liar!!!!"
Boom, boom~~~
Weevil struggled fiercely, the strings groaning under the strain, and the ground around them continuously cracked.
With two hands hardened by Armament Haki, opening and closing, clenching repeatedly, Doflamingo moved.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
"..."
From a gentle breeze to a raging storm in an instant, Doflamingo's fists pounded Weevil's head, nose, cheeks, chest, and neck like a flurry of blows on a sandbag.
"Ahhh ahhh ahhh!!!"
"It hurts! Hurts, hurts, hurts!!!"
"Bastard!"
Weevil grew increasingly enraged and frantic, but all he could do was endure; he couldn't break free from Doflamingo's strings.
"Your Momma is dead. You're all alone now. What will you do?"
Thump, thump, thump!!!
"..."
"Your Momma is dead. You're all alone now. What will you do?"
Thump, thump, thump!!!
"..."
Doflamingo's fists didn't stop, and his repeated words didn't stop either.
"What! Will! You! Do!"
"Beg me! Kneel and beg me!"
"Fufufufu~"
"I'll tell you."
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