Chapter 153 Swords Drawn
"So that unlucky bastard Doflamingo has been completely abandoned by the World Government?"
On a small boat heading toward Totto Land waters, Tesoro was discussing matters related to Doflamingo with Brett.
"Not yet, but if they can't rescue him, the government won't allow him to continue living."
Brett gave his good friend a detailed explanation of Doflamingo's current predicament.
"Hahahaha, excellent!!"
Tesoro couldn't contain his joy.
The personal grudge against Doflamingo, combined with hatred for the Celestial Dragon group—two hatreds merged together made this a dreamlike wonderful time.
"Then this time we absolutely cannot disappoint the Five Elders, Brett!"
Tesoro looked like a loyal dog of the Five Elders as he spoke solemnly.
"In any case, let's wait and see what happens first."
Brett said.
He had a feeling that CP wouldn't be the only ones causing trouble at this wedding. No matter what, that guy Doflamingo was also Kaido's partner, and it had been over a year now.
In the original story, to save Doflamingo, Jack could attack a prison ship escorted by the former Fleet Admiral and current Admiral.
Although they didn't have such deep ties yet, Brett didn't believe Kaido would really stay put and act like nothing happened.
That man was a monster who found pleasure in suicide attempts.
This wedding should become very interesting.
Just adapt as needed.
That was Brett's strategy.
The small boat leisurely moved forward.
Finally, on the morning of the wedding day, Brett's group once again arrived in Totto Land waters.
They hadn't gone far when their reception party arrived.
A large ship came from the far side of the sea and quickly positioned itself in front of them.
"Welcome back, Brett, and Tesoro!"
On the ship, the Charlotte family's official spokesperson, Perospero, spoke with a cheerful smile.
"You've arrived quite late this time. The wedding is at noon today, so if you head over now, you'll be just in time to enter the venue directly."
"Sorry, sorry."
Tesoro said seriously, "We encountered some matters on the way, so we were slightly delayed."
"In any case, let's head to Cake Island first."
Perospero remained all smiles, seeming unconcerned about the matter.
So Brett's group transferred to the Charlotte family's large ship and headed straight to Cake Island at high speed.
Coming here again, there wasn't much worth marveling at.
Like last time, they boarded the carriage that came to greet them and began heading toward Charlotte Linlin's palace.
Perospero didn't accompany them, saying he still had to greet other guests.
But beneath his cheerful expression, Brett heard some different sounds.
Brett slowly exhaled. What would come, would come.
It wouldn't disappear just because he arrived a bit late this time.
The carriage gradually left the town and entered the forest leading to the castle.
Then, the carriage that should have gone straight toward the castle suddenly turned at a fork in the road and headed directly toward the deeper part of the forest.
"What the hell?"
Tesoro immediately noticed something was wrong and frowned.
"Apologies, honored guests,"
The chess soldier driving the carriage answered respectfully, "Mama is making final preparations for the wedding and has no time to see you, so another lord will meet with you instead."
"Tch."
Tesoro clicked his tongue in displeasure. He lowered his voice, "Choosing a location in the forest is probably to avoid causing a commotion near the castle if a conflict breaks out, right?"
Brett nodded slightly.
They didn't want to disturb Her Majesty's wedding, but were eager to have a talk with him.
That was probably it.
"So, Brett, are you ready?" Tesoro asked. Although he was speaking to Brett, his eyes glanced toward Tanaka.
Tanaka nodded solemnly.
A year had passed, and he was different from his past self.
Now he dared to calmly use his ability even in front of an Emperor.
Brett's lips curved up, "Of course."
He could hear clearly—the sounds coming from deep in the forest. He already knew who would appear before them next.
The carriage stopped.
"What are you standing around for? Get down, Brett!"
Arrogant and excited.
Brett stepped down from the carriage and immediately saw a biscuit soldier sitting cross-legged under a large tree.
Cracker.
However, this man wasn't the main point. The main point was the man standing quietly beside Cracker.
Tall and robust, with a strong yet lean physique, just standing there like a mountain, giving off wordless pressure.
"Katakuri,"
Brett said, "So, what does Big Mom mean by this?"
These two guys were just appearing before him in place of Charlotte Linlin. Without that woman's authorization, they would never dare act on their own.
"Mama's meaning is that your actions have been too slow."
Katakuri's gaze was very calm, yet exceptionally sharp, locked firmly on Brett as if trying to stare him to death completely.
"She hopes to see you take action—for example, immediately take action to seize power on Fish-Man Island."
Brett remained unmoved, saying calmly, "I already said a year ago that I can't take overly aggressive actions on Fish-Man Island. I can only seize political power through peaceful means."
"Isn't it going quite well now? You only need to send someone to check what level my reputation on Fish-Man Island has reached."
Brett felt no panic whatsoever.
What was there to panic about?
His reputation on Fish-Man Island had indeed reached incredible heights.
It was to the degree where if he showed even slight intention, he could easily incite a war to overthrow the government.
"But now Mama is dissatisfied with your progress."
Katakuri remained calm, "We understand your difficulties, but Mama's will allows no defiance."
"So you're saying you want to violate the agreement from a year ago?"
Brett showed no fear, directly questioning Katakuri.
"Mama's will is absolute."
Katakuri's tone remained unperturbed, "Don't worry about other matters, Brett. You only need to follow Mama's commands."
"Agree or refuse—you only need to answer this question."
How domineering.
Brett slowly exhaled.
But now was different from a year ago.
He said, "I don't want to answer that question."
Katakuri's eyes sharpened, "That's equivalent to refusing."
"I thought partners needed to respect each other."
Brett said, "Right now Big Mom's attitude makes me feel no respect."
"I think after the wedding ends, I can talk with her."
"So basically you're choosing to refuse, right, brat?"
Cracker, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, stood up. Holding his biscuit greatsword, he sneered,
"Mama said if you choose to refuse, then we should find a way to make you agree!"