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"Kaido? How do I do that?"
"With this."
Crocodile pulls out a den den mushi from his cloak and presents it to you.
"And just why do you have that?"
"Please. Even Big Mom had a line that directly connected her to Kaido. Of course she never used it, but she had it. It's more surprising that you don't. Now are you willing to take it or not?"
Without paying Crocodile too much attention you snatch the snail from him and start the call. The henchman that picked up doesn't hesitate bringing the snail to his master but by the sound of it Kaido is not in the best condition right now.
"Whassat? Who told you you can bother me?!"
"Kaido."
"Hmmm? W-Who?"
"It's me. Silver."
"SILVER?! YOU PISSANT! I'LL KILL YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID TO LINLIN! YOU HEAR ME?! YOU'RE A DEAD MAN! DEAD!"
"Shut up and listen. I got an offer to make."
"HUUUUH? Who the blazes do you think you are?! You think you can just kill Linlin and act like you're my equal is that it? I won't have it! When I get my hands on your throat I'll show the whole world just who you really are!"
"Eliza was captured by the marines. And I'm going to war. Are you in or not?"
Looking down at the transponder snail you see its grimace turn into a grin and its clouded eyes becoming sharp as a razors edge.
"Heheeee. Well why didn't you start with that? War you say? When?"
"She's scheduled for execution in a week. So before that."
"Uuuuh. Sounds great. One small issue though. That BASTARD Red Hair. I'm 90% sure that son of a cheap whore will try to cuck me out of fun again."
"Then come now before he could stop you."
"Ooooh. That's smart. Uh. But what about my territories? Hic. Can't leave 'em alone."
"I don't care. If you wanna come then handle it somehow. Otherwise I'll do it myself!"
"No! No. I'll handle it. QUEEN! I want a plague released now! No I don't care about the festival! I want Wano nice and docile while I'm out you hear me?!"
Loudly burping Kaido returns to you.
"Alright. It's done. I-I'm heading out now. But now that you got me interested you best deliver you son of a bitch!"
"We will. Now come."
CLICK.
"It's done."
A bead of sweat rolls down Crocodiles forehead.
"How the hell did that work?"
"If you were not a pansy you'd know. Now Clown. Is that enough of a distraction for you?"
"E-Erm... yes. I believe that is sufficient."
"Good. I give you four days before we set out. Figure out a plan and handle it. Until then nobody can disturb me. That includes you Nutmeg!"
