One Piece: Crown of Darkness

"D-Doffy..."

While the town residents fled in fear of Weevil, the Donquixote Family freely plundered food supplies. They also happened to witness...

Thump, thump, thump!!!

"..."

Like a tireless machine, Doflamingo's fists continued to rain down upon Weevil. It had been nearly ten minutes. Even with his exceptionally gifted physical toughness, Weevil couldn't endure such concentrated blows, not to mention the cutting effect of the strings. He was already a bloody, pulpy mess, almost unrecognizable.

"Momma, boo hoo hoo~~~"

"I'm so hurt, I think I'm going to die. He keeps hitting me..."

"Save me, Momma..."

"..."

His innate, powerful destructive urge had long vanished with Doflamingo's fists. Anger? Frenzy? Non-existent. All Weevil felt was the intense pain, a pain he'd remember, and endless fear, crying out in desperate murmurs.

This horrific and brutal scene sent a chill through the family members, especially when Doflamingo's blood-red eyes, usually hidden behind his sunglasses, glinted.

"Stop hitting me, it hurts so much, please, I beg you, boo hoo hoo~~~"

Perhaps he finally understood something. Weevil stopped struggling. Tears and snot streamed down his face as he racked his brains, only managing to come up with the words "please" and "I beg you" as pleas for mercy.

Doflamingo exhaled slowly, calmly put on his sunglasses, and shook his numb arm. He then pulled the restraining strings, making Weevil kneel.

Weevil glanced at the naginata in his hand...

"If you don't kneel, I'll beat you to death."

Ooom...

An intimidating burst of Conqueror's Haki erupted. Doflamingo made to take off his sunglasses again...

This was the impression he deliberately wanted to leave on Weevil: once he took off his sunglasses, it meant he was particularly angry, and terrible things would happen, much like how Buckin used to tap Weevil's leg with her small cane, achieving a similar effect.

Thump!

The oppressive aura from a superior made Weevil's knees buckle, and he knelt decisively.

"Your Momma is dead. I said she's dead, and she's dead, understand?" Doflamingo reached out and grasped Weevil's head, saying seriously, "As for your Momma being dead, and you being all alone, what will you do? Of course, you'll get a new Momma! Giolla!"

Doflamingo gestured.

"Oh~ hohoho~~~" Giolla forced a smile, putting down the ingredients in her hand and stepping forward. "What are your orders, Young Master?"

Doflamingo patted Weevil's cheek. "This is your son, right? Fufufufu~"

"If you say so, then he is, oh~ hohoho!" Even if she disliked ugly people from the bottom of her heart, Giolla agreed because it was Doflamingo's order, and she had no reason not to carry it out.

Doflamingo lit a cigar he didn't usually smoke, helped Weevil up, and chuckled, "Giolla is your new Momma. She's prettier than your Buckin Momma, and her cooking is definitely better than your Buckin Momma's. You should be happy. She knows how to take care of people. Even I was raised by her, fufufufu~"

"Don't praise me so much, you're annoying! You're so annoying~ Oh~ hohoho!" Giolla waved her hand with feigned modesty.

"You deserve all praise, Giolla, believe me! I respect you," Doflamingo affirmed Giolla's hard work over the years, then said to Weevil, "Starting today, we are family! Don't worry about food; you can eat whatever you want. And don't worry about anyone bullying you; if anyone dares to bully you, I'll be the first to kill them! Whatever you want, I'll grant it... My only demand of you: 'Remember! Edward Weevil, my words, you must never, ever, ever question!'"

Weevil remained foolishly bewildered.

"Let him feel the warmth of family. Help him stitch and bandage his wounds," Doflamingo gestured.

Giolla, with a smiling face, pulled Weevil aside, rummaged through her portable first-aid kit, and coaxed him, "Oh~ hohoho~~ Poor little guy, Young Master was too harsh, hoho. Don't cry, don't cry~~~ Later, Momma Giolla will make you delicious food. What do you want to eat? Meat? Good! Bear with it, be a good boy, almost done."

"Behehehe~ Truly Doffy," Trebol said, seeing Doflamingo calm again, finally daring to approach and flatter him. "You can even subdue a monster like this."

Doflamingo, puffing smoke, raised an eyebrow and said blandly, "He's not a true monster yet. At best, he's in his infancy, far from reaching his full potential. He must be well-trained in the future."

"I feel like the family's overall appearance level has been seriously lowered, hoho," Giolla murmured quietly, seemingly out of nowhere.

Doflamingo was probably amused, laughing loudly, "Fufufufu~ Hahahaha... Hey! Momma Giolla, with Trebol, the family's appearance level has already been infinitely lowered! It doesn't matter! As long as they're strong enough!"

"That's true, oh~ hohoho," Giolla smiled.

Trebol, innocently caught in the crossfire, let out an awkward dry laugh. "..."

After a long while.

"Are you done?" Doflamingo asked, tossing his cigar.

Giolla carefully examined the three large wounds she had stitched on Weevil, which spanned his entire right face, encircled his neck, and covered his left arm. She couldn't help but say again, "Poor little guy, Young Master was too harsh, hoho."

"Set sail!"

"I don't have time to linger in a small place like this!"

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