I'm in Dressrosa, Become Doflamingo at the Start

Chapter 2 King, absolute authority!

Chapter 2 King, absolute authority!

“Sister, I haven’t seen the young master for a month, so let me go!”

“No, the young master has orders, no one can disturb him!”

“Hmph, last time I came here and you said you would have to wait for a month, but now one month has passed!”

“This…Anyway, I just can’t go in for the time being!”

A hint of worry flashed in Monet’s eyes, but thinking of the solemn tone of the young master’s order a month ago, Monet still blocked it firmly.

Talking to Monet is her younger sister, Sugar, who has the ability to eat the fruit of childishness, and has kept her appearance at ten years old.

“Huh~”

The sugar in the pink bear coat pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction, and his little finger slammed into the purple grapes in the basket, and then swallowed the grapes on the little fingertips in one bite, as if dissatisfied with my sister Vent on the grape body.

Huh~

After finally settling the childish sugar, Monet did not breathe a sigh of relief when a cold voice sounded next to him:

“Hey, Monet, know who you are! I am the highest cadre of the family!”

Monet turned to the speaker, and his expression became respectful: “Master Torrepol, Monet definitely does not mean to disrespect you. It’s just that the young master is doing very important things and must not be disturbed!”

It seems that even in the face of Torrepol, Monet is ready to stick to the end.

“You!” Torrepol stomped his stick to the ground angrily, causing two noses to sway in the air. “What is important to Dover, why don’t I, the top cadre, know?”

Torrepol was one of the first four people to follow Dover. Compared with the arrogant Diamanti, Pika with well-developed limbs and simple mind, and Vergo, who left the family early to work as an undercover agent in Marine, Torrepol I think I have the closest relationship with Dover among all people.

Now, a junior who was only adopted by Dover a few years ago, behaved more than he knew, and even dared to defy himself. How to keep Torrepol from getting angry?

Just as Torrepol was about to teach Monet, the door opened swiftly, and a slightly lazy voice that made everyone outside the door dare not have the slightest negligence came out:

“What’s the matter? I just took a nap, and it’s so lively outside?”

The sunlight coming in from the windows of the house shone on the man who walked out slowly, as if he had covered the man with a golden coat. It is difficult to look directly, like a god descending from the sky.

“This is…our king! King!!!”

Torrepol shuddered suddenly, as if going back to many years ago, when he first saw Dover as a child release Conqueror’s. At that time, the four of them all bowed down to Dover, who possessed the overlord temperament.

“The king! Our king!”

Torrepol cried out seemingly unconsciously, and couldn’t help kneeling to Dover as he did many years ago.

“King!”

Following Torrepol’s kneeling, the surrounding soldiers, maid, Monet, and Sugar all knelt down together.

Dover looked at the people crawling under his feet, paused when he saw Monet, and finally his eyes fell on Torrepol.

In fact, Dover had already finished his training yesterday. The reason he didn’t rush out was because he was thinking about the current situation and the next action plan.

After all, as a traverser, he has both system tasks to complete and the vision of a prophet. In addition, his strength is even more different than before. Many originally planned deployments, plans and even rules naturally need to be made a lot. Change.

With Dover’s uncompromising prestige in Dressrosa, these changes can naturally be implemented without any discount at the lower level, but at the higher level, especially the highest cadre level, I am afraid that there will be no small resistance.

Dover didn’t want the decree to go on, but there were heavyweight cadres who violated the rules, and things were difficult to handle at that time. If you don’t kill it, it will damage your prestige, and you are even more afraid that other cadres will follow suit; if you kill it, it will chill other family members and cause you to lose your power.

Therefore, Dover spent a considerable amount of his brain power on how to rectify the internal affairs.

Coincidentally, when Dover heard the dispute between Monet and Torrepol outside the door, Dover’s heart moved, and this was the scene he deliberately created before him.

Seeing Torrepol, who was kneeling on the ground, shaking with excitement, Dover knew the effect was much better than he had imagined.

Although Torrepol has always regarded himself as an old predecessor, and even has a psychological advantage when facing him, there is no doubt about his loyalty.

“What do you do on your knees?” Dover walked forward with a smile and helped Torrepol. “We are family, and the family’s future business will depend on you, Torrepol.”

“Young… the young master is serious.” Torrepol stood up, and his name changed from the previous “Dover” to the same “Young Master” as Monet and others.

Dover smiled more brilliantly, let go of Torrepol, and let the rest of the people get up, seemingly casually pointed at Monet, who bowed his head and stood with his hands, and called out: “Monet.”

“Yes! What is the Young Master’s command?” Monet looked up in surprise, and his golden pupils flashed with respect and admiration almost sacred.

It’s just that compared to a month ago, Monet was visibly haggard. After all, staying here this month, she hardly rested.

“Monet, except for special circumstances in the future, you won’t have to go out to perform tasks. Come and be my full-time secretary!”

“Yes?”

After Monet subconsciously agreed, he realized that something was wrong, and he was instantly stunned on the spot.

“Why, not willing?”

“Yes!” Monet nodded hurriedly, but after Yu Guang glanced at Torrepol, Qiao’s face couldn’t help but hesitate.

She just offended Master Torrepol. According to the usual practice, in this situation, no matter who is right or wrong, the inferior will have to make sacrifices and be punished. Monet has long been prepared to accept the punishment, but now…

Dover seemed to know why Monet hesitated, and said indifferently: “So, is there anyone who disagrees with this decision?”

As soon as the voice fell, Torrepol, as a figure who has been in the ocean for decades, could not know that Dover was deliberately suppressing his prestige.

But Torrepol was not only not angry, but ecstatic.

“Dover, no, it’s the young master…Finally, he is going to establish his absolute authority at the highest cadre level!”

In Torrepol’s cognition, Wang is the existence of everything, even the benefactor and family members can’t disobey or question him at all!

Torrepol only felt that although Dover did not have the usual arrogant posture at this time, there was a more ordinary Haki in the ordinary!

He almost couldn’t breathe because of Haki’s depression, and it made him feel fascinated!

“The king’s decision is absolute, no one can oppose it!”

Torrepol bowed to the ground again, kowtow loudly.

Dover’s expression was calm, but his heart was loose. Torrepol, who was the oldest and the most difficult to deal with, was settled, and the other three top cadres were easy to handle.

Of course, with Torrepol so acquainted, Dover naturally couldn’t help but express it.

He punished Monet appropriately, which was considered to be all the face of Torrepol.

Torrepol’s heart was even more moved. The stick and sweet jujube has always been the only way for the superior. *