Pirates: Begin as the god who destroys the sky island

As the mayor of Lanesia, Witton shouldn't have seemed so gloomy, but this plan was so important to him that he couldn't calm down at all.

For this plan, he spent a lot of energy and money, and even cooperated with the notorious Donal Modilat.

Now that things have come to a head, Modirat actually said that things have changed. How could he not be anxious?

Lafitte raised his hand, stopped Witton's question, and continued to say in a slow tone: "Don't be too nervous. No matter how perfect the plan is, it will inevitably face various variables. As long as it is within the controllable range, , it’s not too much trouble.”

Hearing Lafitte's explanation, Witton did not show an optimistic expression. He understood the energy of Donal Modilat and the difficulty of the man in front of him better than anyone on the island.

How can the trouble that can make both of them think it is a variable, can be a small trouble.

Witton asked solemnly: "What is the trouble?"

Lafitte pondered for two seconds before speaking: "Two groups of people came to the island. They are not weak. Modilat is afraid that it will affect our plan this time."

"Oh?" Witton was really surprised this time. He didn't expect that there was someone on the island that even Lafitte and Modirat were afraid of.

"Who is it? I remember that there should be no power that can threaten us in this sea area?"

Lafitte shook his head: "The sea is vast, never underestimate anyone, Mayor Witton."

"According to Modirat's information, one of the pirates is called the Spade Pirates, and there are only two of them, the captain Portcas D. Ace. They are suspected of having eaten the natural Shashao fruit not long ago. .”

It has to be said that as a famous recycler in the underground world, Donal Modilat's intelligence work has been done to the extreme.

Ace, a newbie pirate who had just arrived at the Grand Line from the East China Sea, had quite a thorough understanding of the information.

"Nature is burning fruit!"

When Weedon heard the name, he subconsciously sat up straight.

No matter where they are, natural devil fruits represent overwhelming combat power in most people's minds.

"Are they coming for us?" Weedon asked warily.

"Probably not," Lafitte thought for a moment and shook his head to deny Witton's guess. "It's just a coincidence. He probably stole someone else's treasure map and came here."

Lafitte had vaguely heard of Ace's name, and knew that he was a rookie pirate who challenged pirates everywhere, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Where's the other group of people?" Witton's face turned ugly when he heard that Ace turned out to be a natural ability user, but he still suppressed his inner fear and asked Lafitte.

"The other group of people, I just sent the invitations to the auction. To be honest, I can't see through them."

Lafitte seemed a little confused as he thought of Enel's inscrutable eyes.

"Even you can't figure it out. What's the origin?"

"It has no origin. The first time it appeared, it was in Demon Valley Town."

Lafitte then told Witton the information he learned, including what Enello did when he appeared in Magic Valley Town and how he killed Feld's T-Guard.

"Listen to what you said, this group of people is more difficult to deal with than the Spade Pirates just now."

Witton keenly discovered the difference between the two. The former may be a small adventure group composed of two people, wandering around based on their interests.

Generally speaking, for this kind of person, as long as you don't provoke him, he will not take the initiative to provoke you.

But Enelu is different. From Lafitte's description just now, the origin of this group of people is a mystery.However, the members on the ship are all under military management and have strong individual combat capabilities, which is completely different from ordinary pirates.

If such a person inadvertently intervenes in this plan, the originally foolproof plan may really create variables.

"If you think he is difficult to deal with, why did you give him an invitation to the auction?"

Witton said he didn't understand Modirat's thinking.

"Now that they have come to this island, they have already been involved. Unless they leave now, they will have to deal with it sooner or later."

"Rather than being caught off guard, it's better to contact them openly from the beginning, and you can also take the opportunity to get to know the bottom of this group of people."

Lafitte spoke slowly, revealing the true meaning of his contact with Enel and his entourage.

"Now that the arrow is ready, please tell Mr. Downer that we should proceed as planned."

After thinking for a while, Weedon gritted his teeth and said solemnly to Lafitte: "I will send people to pay close attention to those two groups. If possible, maybe we can create some conflicts between them. In short, no They will affect our plans."

"That's best, then I'll take my leave first."

Lafitte nodded, picked up the cane at hand, saluted gracefully, and left again.

Staring at Lafitte's leaving back, Witton's expression changed unpredictably, his eyes constantly switching between fierce and indifferent, as if he was thinking about the aftermath.

Then he picked up the phone bug in front of his desk and dialed a number: "Hey, ask Osgu to come see me."

......

After Lafitte left the city hall, he did not go anywhere else but returned directly to Donal Modilat's base camp on the island, where tonight's auction will be held.

Donal Modilat is a short, unattractive middle-aged fat man with a height of only about 1.5 meters.

An old pirate hat and a pink tuxedo looked particularly nondescript on his fat body.

What's even more striking is that this middle-aged fat man is still disabled. His left hand and right calf have disappeared, replaced by mechanical prostheses.

When Lafitte came in, he was sitting at the gorgeous desk. He lit up a thick cigar with his right hand full of jewelry rings and smoked it with a look of enjoyment.

"Hahaha, Lafitte, you're here. How about it? Did things go smoothly?"

When he saw Lafitte, Donald Modilat instantly had a smile on his face.

"The invitation has been sent and the other party accepted it, but they didn't say whether they would come or not."

Lafitte first stared at a big man over five meters tall next to Donald Modilat, and then answered his question.

The big man's name is Mandev. He is Donal Modilat's most powerful subordinate and his personal bodyguard.

And Lafitte, strictly speaking, can only be regarded as a cooperative relationship with Modilat, not his subordinate.

"How about it, Lafitte, do you think Enero will hinder our plan?"

Enjoying the top-quality cigars from Ucalanchi, Modilat knew that Lafitte did not smoke, so he did not recommend it. Instead, he asked the most critical question.

"It's a bit tricky, but Mandev's strength is enough to handle it. Witton also plans to continue."

Lafitte replied without thinking, the expression on his face looked extremely sincere, as if he really felt that Modilat could deal with that terrible man.

"Great, in that case, let's go with the original plan. We can take action after tonight's auction."

Modirat nodded, without the slightest suspicion that Lafitte was lying.

"Portcas D. Ace, have you sent anyone to contact him?"

After talking about the situation here, Lafitte asked about Ace's situation.

He was responsible for delivering the invitations to Anilu, while Modilat sent someone else to contact Ace.

Speaking of Ace, Modilat's face became a little weird, "I sent Barron there, but Barron didn't find him in the tavern. It is said that he ran away after eating the Overlord meal."

"Eat the King's meal and run away!" Even though Lafitte had always kept his mood and anger secretive, he was also stunned by Ace's unconventional approach.