“Wow! So beautiful—”

  “Incredible, so many bubbles…”

  Oh grove of the Sabaody Archipego, a thundercloud desded from the sky. It was her than Hera, a high-ranking Homie. Riding atop her were Charlotte Linlin, Moss from the Mink Tribe, Rock from the Loribe, Jien from the Fish-men Tribe, and others.

  As they nded on the soft ground, many of them, visiting the Sabaody Archipego for the first time, couldn’t help but brighten with amazement.

  Of course, they were already familiar with the isnd from information gathered by the Hell Trading pany, including photos sent back from the area.

  This was the final stop before reag Fish-men Isnd, one of the seven verging routes on the Grand Line. Due to its proximity to the Holy Land of Mariejois on the Red Lihe isnd was always bustling with nobles and traders awaiting gover paperwork, making it a vibrant, lively pce.

  “Linlin, everyone, long time no see…”

  A tall, slender figure dressed in pin clothes approached them with a weling smile. Oddly enough, although the person appeared male, they spoke with a female voice.

  “Sally—”

  “That face, you ’t even tell it’s fake!”

  “Tsk, tsk, I’ve almost fotten what yinally looked like!”

  The group studied the ordinary-looking youth, astohis wasn’t Sally’s real face, but a disguise to ceal her identity. She was the intelligence chief of the Fallen Angel Pirates—known as the "Shapeshifting Witch," Sally.

  At 23 years old, Sally was a few years older than Rod Moss. She had been rescued from a sve market by the Hell Trading pa years ago and brought to Dreamnd. Back then, she had just turned 15.

  Duriraining, she dispyed exceptional talent, quickly being a key member under El’s mentorship.

  Having experiehe darkness and powerlessness of svery, Sally was determio grow stronger and trol her destiny. Her efforts paid off. In a short time, she mastered all six teiques and became profit in two forms of Haki. Her skills in intelligence work were even more remarkable.

  Two years ago, El assigned her to manage and expand the Fallen Angel Pirates' intelligework. With the power of the Paramecia-type Dough-Dough Fruit, Sally could alter her appearance like dough, reshaping her fad body. She could also create lifelike masks for others, allowio blend in seamlessly, and even those within the Hell Trading pany had no idea of her true identity.

  “Haha, I’m not as capable in bat as you all… I just try to tribute where I in intelligence work, repaying El-sama for saving me!” Sally smiled warmly. Like everyone from Dreamnd, she was deeply grateful to El, who had given them all a new life. They admired his strength and ambition, swearing their loyalty to him.

  Rock: “…”

  Though Sally was a woman, not of a special race, and not a natural-born monster like Linlin, she was known in Dreamnd as the “Lunatic.” Her effort far surpassed that of other members, aalent was parable to Moss, the lion Mink. At 18, she had already mastered all six teiques, earning El’s reition. Even now, Rock wasn’t fident he could force Sally, the Witch, to use her Devil Fruit abilities. Could she really cim to be bad at fighting?

  Her Dough-Dough Fruit might sound simple, but it allowed her to reshape her body and create objects, making it a superior Paramecia-type ability, rumored to be a higher form of the Mochi-Mochi Fruit.

  “Is this really the Sabaody Archipego? So beautiful!” Linlin gleefully pyed with the bubbles floating up from the ground.

  “This is amazing!” A tiny green figure, Little Oz, a Mini-Mini Fruit user, jumped from bubble to bubble, excitement written across his face. Over the past eight years, Little Oz had matured, his features more defined. Despite his tiny stature now, as an A Giant, his body had grown beyond 30 meters tall through interaining and abundant food. It was likely that when he fully matured, he might even surpass his father, the legendary Oars.

  “Mama-mama~ it’s great…” Linlin ughed as she popped a bubble with her finger, her childlike joy evident. Turning to Sally, she said, “Sally, help me collee Yarukiman Mangrove seeds. I want to take them back!”

  She envisioned using the seeds to build a bubble park in the air fortress that Gerd was strug, much like the Sabaody Archipego’s famous bubble isnds.

  “Sure, no problem!” Sally agreed with a smile. As a former member of Dreamnd, she knew how remarkable El’s powers were. He could cultivate rare, precious trees, and their quality rivaled that of the thousand-year-old Treasure Trees Adam, so growing Yarukiman Mangroves would be no issue.

  “Anyway, enough about that for now. The au hasn't finished yet, has it?” Rock remihe group of their primary objective.

  “By my estimate, it should be about halfway through,” Sally replied after cheg her watch, handing Linlin a Vivre Card to guide her to the au house. “But do you really have to cause such a big se? If the Celestial Dragons are attacked, the Navy Admirals will be deployed... We might face a full-on naval siege!”

  Sally uood why El had ordered this course of a. For anyone else, such a move would be reckless, with the risks far outweighing the bes. But for El, there was little . He had no fear of a naval siege.

  “It’s El’s orders. There’s no point in peting for the Devil Fruit or the Three-Eyed Tribe sve. The Celestial Dragons will definitely outbid us, so why waste money? Besides, if ture a Celestial Dragon, we extort a hefty ransom from the Wover. They have plenty of valuable treasures!” Moss said, uned.

  The group of former orphans, abandoned by the world, owed their lives to El. Whatever he anded, even if it meant st Marineford or the Holy Land of Mariejois, Moss would follow without hesitation.

  “Mama-mama, eveexture feels real! This fruit suits you perfectly, Sally!” Linlin, her curiosity piqued, reached out to pinch Sally’s male disguise, marveling at how lifelike it was.

  “Linlin, stop it…” Sally retreated a few steps, helpless against Linlin’s curiosity.

  “Mama-mama, sorry, I was curious…” Linlin giggled. “Since we’re going to cause trouble, we’ll make it big! You don’t o worry about that, Sally.”

  “You should leave to avoid being reized. After all, you're the intelligence chief.”

  “Of course. I’ll carry out El-sama’s orders to the letter. Who knows, I might even take on a new identity soon!” Sally joked as she pressed on her face, transf into a bulky figure with a rough, brutish appearance. Her clothes stretched tightly against her newly expanded form. She then pulled out a gray coat from her bag, slipping it on and zipping it up.

  “Alright, I’m off!” She waved without looking back, her voiow deep and mase. With the storm about to break on the Sabaody Archipego, Sally, the intelligence chief of the Fallen Angel Pirates, had to ehat her work of spies was withdrawn in time to avoid being promised by the Cipher Pol (CP) agents, who would no doubt iigate the chaos.