Chapter 585 Are you disturbed to do business?

   "The fertility rate of the little human race and the production of artificial fruits must be discussed with Corazon in person..."

   At this point, Ion simply hurried to the White Dance area in Wano Country.

   At the same time, in a family residence established by the Don Quixote family in the White Dance area, Corazon was busy processing a large number of documents with his head down.

In addition to being one of the seven seas under the king, Corazon, who also bears the responsibilities of King Dressrosa and the commander of the "New World" sea area of ​​the revolutionary army, can be said to be quite busy. under.

   At this moment, a cup of coffee with a strong aroma was placed beside Corazon.

   "Young Master, rest for a while~"

   A gentle voice sounded immediately.

   Corazon raised his head and glanced at the cup of coffee, then continued busy talking. "Monet, if your business is over, then you can go down and rest first."

   Looking at Corazon's eyes that did not pay attention to his well-dressed appearance at all, Monet, who was wearing a perfect secretary's professional attire and had green hair, couldn't help sighing.

However, unlike most of the family cadres who are afraid of Corazon, as Corazon's secretary, Monet, after in-depth contact with Corazon, is very aware of the fact that he is wearing a clown makeup and looks terrible and cruel. The man has the most beautiful tenderness in this world.

so……

Monet looked at Corazon, who was putting his energy into the documents again, pursed his lips, and then when he moved his footsteps and seemed to want to turn away, the high heels twisted and his ankle twisted, and the secretary was caught by the secretary. With a light hum, the figure perfectly wrapped in business attire fell straight towards Corazon next to him.

   "Hmm~"

   Monet fell into Corazon's arms with a muffled sound from Monet.

   Cora Matsun caught Monet subconsciously and looked at Monet's ankle wrapped in black silk.

  Er, black silk blocked his vision, and Corazon couldn't see anything.

   "Are you okay?" Colason asked with a frown.

   "I'm so... I'm so rude, I'm so sorry... I'm sorry, young master, but my ankle may have been completely sprained."

   Monet seemed to feel that his behavior was extremely inappropriate, and his face flushed from the light green hair was buried directly in Corazon's black-feathered coat.

   "Even if your main task is to assist me with official duties, you should always exercise your physique and develop your abilities."

   Corazon taught in a serious tone.

   "Yes, yes, young master, I know I'm wrong, I'll definitely pay attention next time..."

   Monet responded softly, then asked cautiously. "Young Master, can you take me back to the room this time?"

   Corazon hesitantly turned his head and glanced at the documents piled up in front of him, then looked down at the usually very capable secretary in his arms, and said helplessly. "Fine……"

   Immediately, just when Corazon wanted to hold Monet and stand up, Monet felt the movement of Corazon paused, and looked forward solemnly.

   Following Corazon's gaze, Monet suddenly discovered that there was a mysterious man in a black cloak in this well-guarded family resident office.

"Who?!"

Monet suddenly jumped up from Corazon's arms and looked at the cloaked man in front of him vigilantly. While half of his body was elementalized with "Snow Fruit", he had already clasped a phone bug in one hand and was about to press it. go down.

   However, before Monet pressed the phone bug to notify the entire station, Corazon grabbed Monet's wrist with one hand.

   "Young Master?!" Monet asked suspiciously.

   "It's not an enemy, you go down." Corazon said in a serious tone.

"Yes……"

  Monet nodded, then stepped out of the office.

   Immediately, Corazon raised his palm and used the ability of "Silence Fruit" to create a sound barrier in the office.

   Until then, Ion reached out and pulled down the hood of the black cloak, revealing his true face, with a playful smile on his face.

   "Corazon, am I disturbing your business?"

   Business?

   Corazon was stunned for a moment, but he didn't realize what Yen was metaphorically speaking, and instead looked at Yen's appearance and still looked a little haggard, but his eyes were unusually divine, and said.

   "Ion, why did you come to me in person? It's rare."

   "If you didn't come in person, I really didn't expect that Corazon's life is quite romantic." Ian said sarcastically.

   "What's the mood? I think it's pretty boring these days."

   Corazon said with some dissatisfaction.

"Originally, I was already busy enough to be in charge of the Dressrosa Kingdom and the organization in the New World waters. As a result, with the addition of this White Dance area, do you know how many 'Flower Capitals' flooded into the White Dance area? Refugee civilians? How many things need to be handled and arranged in person every day?”

   When it comes to this topic, Corazon's words can be said to be like a barrage of cannonballs smashing towards Ion...

   After a while, Ion picked up the coffee that Monet had just put on the desk and handed it to Corazon, who still didn't stop, and said.

   "Come, drink some coffee to moisten your throat first."

   "Tsk, thanks..."

   Corazon, who was talking until his throat was smoking, subconsciously took the coffee from Ion's hand and thanked him.

   Immediately, Corazon, who took a sip of his coffee, asked Ion. "Yan, tell me, what's the matter with me?"

   "If I said I was just here to visit my elder brother, would you try to believe it?" Ion asked.

   Corazon replied in a rather affirmative tone. "I don't believe it, and it's not a very important matter. You definitely won't come here in person."

  Ian laughed shyly, and then said. "No, I'm actually asking you to discuss how to increase the fertility rate of the little people."

   "Little Human Race?"

   Corazon quickly responded and asked. "Do you want to continue to increase the production of artificial devil fruits?"

   "That's right!" Ion nodded.

   "Is the production of five hundred artificial devil fruits a month still not enough? How many do you need?" Corazon asked.

  Ion said without blushing. "It's simple, how about doubling it within half a year?"

  The corner of Corazon's mouth twitched slightly, and he directly handed the coffee in his hand back to Ion and said.

"I still don't drink coffee. Double the output? Do you think that the villains are all sows? Even if I drug the villains one by one, it is impossible to increase the number of villains so quickly that they can make artificial demons. The degree to which fruit yields have doubled.”

   (end of this chapter)