Meanwhile.
Kizaru wore a helpless expression as he spoke through the Den Den Mushi to Sengoku.
"I've been searching for this guy for ten days now, and there's not a trace of him anywhere!"
Sengoku's face darkened.
He had just received intelligence: "This guy has already appeared in the New World."
"What?" Kizaru was completely dumbfounded.
After collecting himself, he showed an incredulous expression.
"Does this guy even know he's been targeted by the underworld rulers? Does he know even Kaido is planning to take action personally?"
Under normal circumstances, anyone facing this situation would find a suitable place, then notify the World Government and Marines to set up an inescapable net together.
Waiting for the prey to deliver themselves.
Then, whether it was the forces sent by the underworld rulers or Kaido, one of the Emperors, they could all be captured in one sweep...
But this guy simply refused to play by the rules.
He actually went charging into the New World alone... Does this kid even understand what that means??
He would have to face the pursuit of the underworld rulers alone, along with Kaido, the strongest creature.
Even as one of the Marine's top combatants, if Kizaru had to face that situation alone, it would give him a massive headache.
It was then that Vice Admiral Tsuru, standing beside Sengoku, seemed to realize something.
"Dressrosa Kingdom. Have Kizaru head to Dressrosa Kingdom at maximum speed."
"Dressrosa Kingdom?" Sengoku showed a surprised expression.
Not just him, Kizaru on the other end of the Den Den Mushi heard it too.
He similarly revealed a startled expression...
But both quickly understood.
Their faces immediately darkened simultaneously.
They had already gained some understanding of Lancelot's personality.
Although Lancelot's Four Seas Exchange had cut off many people's revenue streams, including Doflamingo's, in Lancelot's eyes, it was Doflamingo who had provoked him first.
Then, he placed a bounty in the underworld.
He even sent the Big Mom Pirates and Beasts Pirates to deal with him... Presumably, Lancelot had already learned about this.
Therefore, it was highly possible he would directly take the fight to their doorstep. After all, this guy wasn't the type to take a beating without fighting back.
But if that were truly the case, things would become extremely complicated.
Who was Doflamingo?
One of the Shichibukai...
He had already killed Crocodile and Moria in succession.
If he were to take down Doflamingo as well, the remaining Shichibukai would likely become completely disloyal.
It would become impossible to command them anymore.
Although only Mihawk, Jinbei, Hancock, and Kuma remained among the Shichibukai, with Kuma still under their control... Mihawk, Jinbei, and Hancock were each stronger than the last.
If these three were to leave the Shichibukai, it would mean the Navy would gain three troublesome opponents.
Especially Mihawk, the world's greatest Great Swordsman, possessing undeniable Emperor-level strength.
The key issue was that this guy was a Navy Hunter... countless Navy soldiers had died by his hand in the past.
If he were to turn against the Navy, who knew how many more Navy soldiers would fall beneath his black blade.
Sengoku immediately issued the order: "Kizaru, head directly to the Dressrosa Kingdom. You must protect Doflamingo at all costs."
Although this guy was targeting Lancelot, at least not openly.
The involvement of the underground world and the two Emperor-level pirate crews were merely their speculation.
There was no concrete evidence...
Everyone knew it was him, but they couldn't say it outright...
Under these circumstances, Lancelot could only swallow this silent injustice. The greater good had to take priority!
Kizaru: "Yes, Fleet Admiral Sengoku."
Vice Admiral Tsuru's expression turned extremely grave.
"I hope we can make it in time!"
...
Clearly, even with Kizaru's speed, it would already be too late.
Back in the Dressrosa Kingdom, the commotion from Lancelot's earlier strike had been enormous.
Since Dressrosa was Doflamingo's stronghold, his spies were everywhere.
How could they not have noticed?
"What did you say?"
In the royal palace, Doflamingo leaped up from his seat, his face filled with shock and terror.
How long had it been since he finished his call with Kaido? This guy had actually come directly to his Dressrosa Kingdom.
It truly made him restless!
...
Meanwhile, Lancelot arrived openly before the royal palace gates with Viola.
Caesar Clown followed closely behind, carrying Senor Pink in his hand.
"Pink!"
The Donquixote Family had already reacted. Three members blocked Lancelot, Viola, and Caesar Clown's path.
Lancelot glanced at the three before him.
The leader wore a mask with circular lenses, scars resembling stitches beside his eyes, and a dark blue long coat adorned with metal decorations like gears.
The person on the left had horns resembling those of Dressrosa's fighting fish, wore a flat cap, a long-sleeved shirt with giraffe-like patterns, hot pants exposing his legs, and dark red high heels.
His attire could only be described as perverted.
The person on the right was a muscular man.
However, his outfit was also somewhat perverted.
Not only did he have long curly hair, but he also wore a revealing ribbed bodysuit that exposed his chest, a pirate crew tattoo on his right arm, and chest hair...
"Gyahahahaha..."
These three individuals were utterly distinctive in both appearance and attire. Lancelot recognized them at a glance—they were all executives of the Doflamingo Family.
They were Gladius, the Paramecia-type Pop-Pop Fruit Ability User; Dellinger, the half-fishman with fighting fish bloodline; and Machvise, the Paramecia-type Ton-Ton Fruit Ability User.
The Paramecia-type Pop-Pop Fruit was somewhat similar to Mr. 5's Paramecia-type Bomb-Bomb Fruit.
The Paramecia-type Ton-Ton Fruit resembled Miss Valentine's Kilo-Kilo Fruit.
However, the difference in their strength was like heaven and earth—but that was only when compared to Mr. 5 and Miss Valentine.
In front of Lancelot, they were nothing.
"Eeeeya..."
Dellinger let out an extremely perverted sound.
Yet, this wasn't something he did deliberately—it was his innate nature.
This guy was just unbearably perverted.
Hearing this strange noise, Lancelot couldn't help but furrow his brows tightly, his face full of disgust.
'You can be evil, you can be a murderous pervert.'
'But you can't be this kind of disgusting, effeminate freak.'
In the next instant, his figure flickered and vanished from his original position like a ghost.
In the blink of an eye, when he reappeared, he was already standing firmly in front of Dellinger.
Especially Lancelot's tall and imposing figure, which stood like an insurmountable mountain, completely blocking the sunlight from above.
Instantly, Dellinger was enveloped in a thick shadow, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss of darkness.
"Eeeeya... damn you!"