Betrayal

Crack. Violet pressed down hard, leaving a small handprint in the table.

"What’s wrong, Violet? Did you see something?" Beside her were Sugar, who was eating grapes, and Monet, who was currently guarding Sugar.

"No, nothing! Young Master has already captured that pirate from the Whitebeard Pirates." Violet answered without hesitation, though her gaze subtly flicked toward Sugar.

Calm down. This isn’t the best opportunity. If Monet takes Sugar away, no one will be able to save those toys in Dressrosa.

Taking a deep breath, Violet suppressed the urge to attack Sugar directly. A complex look flickered through her eyes.

Finally, I’ve finally found an opportunity! The Donquixote Family is finished this time!

Violet had been born into Dressrosa’s original Riku Royal Family. Back when Doflamingo had first become a Shichibukai, he had used his Devil Fruit abilities to stage a tragedy in which King Riku slaughtered innocent residents, seizing the entire kingdom of Dressrosa.

Violet had already been the user of the Glint-Glint Fruit at the time. For the sake of her family, she had sought out Doflamingo and used herself as a bargaining chip in exchange for him sparing the Riku Royal Family.

The Glint-Glint Fruit was also a Devil Fruit with exceptionally powerful support abilities. It not only possessed an almost absurd viewing range of four thousand kilometers, but could also see into people’s hearts. It was no wonder that such an important Devil Fruit user had moved Doflamingo enough to keep him from wiping them out completely.

Besides, she was also Doflamingo’s lover… It was hard to say whether she had been feeding herself to the tiger or had developed Stockholm syndrome.

But regardless, it was one thing when there had been no opportunity. Now that she had seen hope for the Donquixote Family’s downfall, the flames of revenge in Violet’s heart blazed fiercely.

Even so, she did not act rashly—Violet did not merely want revenge against the Donquixote Family. She also wanted to clear the Riku Royal Family’s name. To do that, Sugar, the user of the Hobby-Hobby Fruit, was an obstacle she could not avoid.

Sugar’s own combat strength was nothing special. To Violet, who already knew about the Hobby-Hobby Fruit’s abilities, she was naturally no threat at all. But Sugar’s older sister, Monet, was not so easy to deal with.

Although Monet’s strength was mediocre and, in terms of physical combat power, she could compete with Violet for second- or third-weakest in the Donquixote Family, she had eaten the Logia-type Snow-Snow Fruit.

Even the weakest Logia-type was stronger than Violet, a user of a support-type Devil Fruit. If she exposed any weakness, let alone snatching Sugar away and knocking her out, she would probably be killed by Monet within a few exchanges.

Violet tidied her hair slightly, then turned to Monet. "Dof will be back soon. I’m going to the restroom."

With that, she hurried away.

Monet gave Violet a slightly puzzled look, but did not react much. Mainly because she had complete confidence in Doflamingo. With the entire Donquixote Family taking action, even if they had failed to capture Yota, she had never considered the possibility that they might be defeated instead.

A "pururururu" sound rang out. Monet turned her head and saw that it was the Donquixote Family’s intelligence Den Den Mushi.

Just as some leaders had operators, Monet now served as something like a secretary in the Donquixote Family. Nearly all intelligence was first collected and organized by her before being handed to Doflamingo.

Violet entered the restroom and pulled a Den Den Mushi from inside her clothes.

As long as I tell him Sugar’s information and location, Dressrosa can be saved!

Violet activated the power of the Glint-Glint Fruit and looked toward Yota, hoping to see whether there were any Den Den Mushi belonging to Donquixote Family members nearby.

After all, Yota had defeated and captured all those people. If there were any Den Den Mushi nearby, he would surely have noticed them.

However, Yota had long since used the Dark-Dark Fruit to draw all the Donquixote Family members into Dark Space, Den Den Mushi included. In the end, Violet saw nothing at all.

"Damn it, there’s no other way. I can only notify him myself!" Violet gritted her teeth and made her decision.

She turned and pulled open the restroom door. A burst of frigid snow and ice rushed in, instantly freezing her limbs stiff.

"Who are you trying to notify?"

The cold wind gathered together and formed a humanoid shape, revealing Monet’s figure. She looked coldly at Violet and asked.

"How…? How did you find out?" Violet gritted her teeth and asked in surprise.

Monet clenched her teeth, unwilling to answer. Instead, she questioned Violet, "What exactly is Young Master’s situation now?"

Violet sneered and said nothing. Monet angrily raised a hand, and a thread of ice slowly rose from beneath Violet’s feet, quickly climbing to her chest.

The intense cold gradually seeped into Violet’s body, like icy steel needles piercing flesh. As Violet’s body temperature dropped, the initial cold sensation faded, replaced by a pain as though scalding hot water had been poured over her.

"People who freeze to death suffer terribly," Monet said cruelly. "At first, you feel cold. But once the body loses enough heat, it instead feels like you’ve been burned."

Violet’s lips had turned purple from the cold, and her face was deathly pale. She simply closed her eyes.

"Big Sister, you won’t get an answer with that method!"

Sugar finally came over on her little short legs. After panting twice, she smiled and said, "Just hand her over to me."

Violet trembled slightly, not merely from the cold, but because she understood that among the entire Donquixote Family, Monet might have been the most loyal, but she was by no means especially vicious.

Sugar, who looked so young, was the true villain without any concept of good or evil.

Just as children might tear off an insect’s wings out of curiosity or pour boiling water into an anthill, children without a clear understanding of good and evil or a moral compass were the ones truly capable of committing horrifying acts without blinking, guilt, or remorse.

Hearing Sugar’s words, Monet immediately stepped back twice and let her move to the front.

Sugar smiled faintly, revealing a sinister expression. On her childish little face, it even seemed somewhat cute.

Yet Violet looked as though she had seen a demon. She pressed her lips tightly together. If her lower body had not already been frozen solid, she might have collapsed to the ground in fright.