Chapter 101: Pirates: The Double Agent

Marineford, Admiral’s Office.

After Akainu and the others left, Kizaru specially instructed Rosinante again.

“Barzab Seven is not like ordinary pirates; there are almost no reports of him burning, killing, or looting, and since setting sail, he has never targeted civilians.”

Rosinante asked in return.

“Father, is he a good man?”

“Heh.” Kizaru shook his head.

“Kid, you must understand this world isn’t black or white. Once you join the Morning Star Pirates, just watch what Barzab Seven does.”

“Don’t contact me unless absolutely necessary. Your own safety comes first.”

Over the years, Kizaru had raised Rosinante as his own son; at seventeen, he had already become a Colonel in the Marine Headquarters.

Had he not known Barzab Seven’s true nature, Kizaru would never have sent his son to infiltrate pirates.

Pirates are a ruthless bunch, always starving, going three days without a proper meal.

Precisely because he knew Barzab Seven’s nature, Kizaru sent his son there to gain experience.

Whether the Morning Star Pirates succeed or fail, as long as Kizaru remains in the Marines, Rosinante will never lose.

And he’ll win twice—on both sides.

“Child, I’ve prepared several plans for you. See which suits you best.”

Rosinante took the plan documents.

“Father, I’d like to return to the North Blue first.”

Rosinante’s full name is Donquixote Rosinante; after his father abandoned his Celestial Dragon status, the family moved to the Grand Line to live.

Unfortunately, when civilians learned they were Celestial Dragons, they retaliated, and Rosinante was protected by Kizaru and joined the Marines amid danger.

After his parents died, only his older brother Doflamingo remained, establishing the Donquixote Family and operating in the North Blue.

As his adoptive father, Kizaru naturally knew all this.

“It wouldn’t hurt to meet him.”

Originally, Kizaru planned to send his precious son to infiltrate his brother’s side, but since Barzab Seven rose powerfully and offered greater safety, he happily changed his plan.

In the pirate world, infiltration is commonplace.

If Kizaru could think of sending an infiltrator into the Morning Star Pirates to gather intelligence, other factions could think of it too.

Mary Geoise, Palaces of the World Government.

Inside the spacious, bright palace, the Five Elders arranged themselves in position; Wochuli and Satan sat on the sofa, the other three standing at different corners.

Satan placed several intelligence reports on the table.

“Barzab Seven is worth courting, but we must grasp the general movements of the Morning Star Pirates. Had we known earlier that Golden Lion had joined, the Holy Land’s purge might not have failed.”

In Satan’s view, manipulating the shipwrights to tamper with the Emperor of the East Sea was his greatest operation since becoming an Elder.

But because he didn’t know Golden Lion had joined the Morning Star Pirates, it all fell apart.

How regrettable.

“For better cooperation in the future.”

Satan narrowed his eyes and suggested.

“We must dispatch a capable agent to infiltrate the Morning Star Pirates and gather intelligence.”

Wochuli nodded in agreement.

“Satan is absolutely right. If Barzab Seven sincerely cooperates with us, granting him Celestial Dragon status wouldn’t matter.”

“Moreover—

We can’t focus all our energy on pirates. The Revolutionary Army has been extremely active, inciting rebellion in non-member nations, seizing land from the rich and redistributing it.”

“We cannot let the Revolutionary Army continue to act with impunity.”

The other three Elders all nodded.

“Agreed.” x3

Seeing this, Satan took control.

“CP9 spy Fuzi Fu, sixteen, swordsman, extreme racist, utterly loyal to the World Government—perfect for infiltration.”

“However.” Satan paused.

“Fuzi Fu’s current strength is limited; he likely won’t catch Barzab Seven’s eye. I recommend granting him a Devil Fruit of moderate power.”

“One that won’t arouse suspicion but will boost his strength quickly.”

“Compared to gaining insight into the Morning Star Pirates’ movements, a Devil Fruit is a small investment.”

“Agreed.” x4

Satan nodded, satisfied. When Imu doesn’t appear, the Five Elders are the supreme rulers of the World Government—and among them, he leads.

The feeling of controlling the World Government was truly intoxicating.

“This matter will be a top secret, managed solely by our five.”

After the small meeting, Satan personally went to the Mary Geoise Vault to select a moderate-power Devil Fruit for Fuzi Fu.

Since Logia types were rare and Paramecia types too difficult to develop into immediate combat power,

Satan deliberately chose one from many Zoan types—the Animal-Type, Ancient Species, Saber-Toothed Tiger form.

He then personally summoned Fuzi Fu in the Palaces.

CP9 Headquarters.

Spandam hung up the Den Den Mushi, his smile replaced entirely by madness.

Merely to assign Fuzi Fu a secret mission, Satan ordered all CP9 members who knew of Fuzi Fu’s existence to be executed.

“Hehehe, leave none alive.”

“That kid Fuzi Fu is going to make it big!”

His remaining sanity kept Spandam from approaching him; instead, he used the Den Den Mushi to notify Fuzi Fu to go to a certain place quickly—someone was waiting.

Soon after, Fuzi Fu was brought before Satan by several mysterious figures.

“I have a mission for you.”

Learning the man before him was one of the Five Elders, the supreme ruler of the World Government, Fuzi Fu’s face flushed with an unusual red from excitement.

“Eat this Devil Fruit, then head to the New World and find a way to infiltrate the Morning Star Pirates.”

“Do well. When the Morning Star Pirates are destroyed, Spandam’s position will be yours.”

Hearing this, Fuzi Fu swallowed hard: Infiltrate the Morning Star Pirates? My god, Elder, you really overestimate me.

“My lord, I’ve heard… Barzab Seven has extremely high standards. Previously, the Emperor of the East Sea sailed the entire East Blue and didn’t recruit a single trainee.”

Fuzi Fu knew his own limits. The Elder’s promises were grand and tempting, but only if he could actually get them.

“I… I fear I’m not qualified.”

Hearing this, Satan narrowed his eyes.

“You have a point.”

Listing Barzab Seven’s recruits—

Grand Swordsmen Mihawk, Tenghu, and Golden Lion; the meaty fruit user, Basso Romu the Bear, a hybrid of the Baccania tribe.

Even Roger managed to recruit many crewmen in the East Blue, yet Barzab Seven rejected them all—his standards were truly extraordinary.

An Ancient Species ability might not be enough.

After brief thought, Satan devised a plan.

“Eat this Devil Fruit, and bring news of a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit. That token of loyalty will be enough to make you a probationary crewman.”

As the saying goes: you can’t catch a wolf without sacrificing a child.

As long as Fuzi Fu reaches Barzab Seven’s side, giving away a Mythical Zoan is nothing—compared to the return, this investment—

One word: worth it.

“I’ll assign personnel to assist you.”

Fuzi Fu quickly nodded in agreement.

“Yes, Elder.”

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Regarding Rosinante’s age.

It is known that two years after the Marineford War, Law is twenty-six and consumed the Surgical Fruit at thirteen.

That means thirteen years before the Marineford War, Law consumed the Surgical Fruit, and Rosinante died at age twenty-six.

Seven is currently in the year twenty-two years before the Marineford War, so Rosinante is seventeen, and Doflamingo is nineteen.

Who would’ve thought, Doflamingo is two years older than Red-Haired Shanks.