Chapter 80: Hancock’s Cum Bath (R-18)
Rosinante pointed to himself in surprise.
"Me?" he mouthed, his expression a mix of disbelief and hesitation.
"I'm mute" he signed, gesturing at his throat.
The other Donquixote Family members exchanged uneasy glances. A murmur of uncertainty passed through them.
"But, young master, Corazon... he can't speak," one of them finally voiced the concern everyone was thinking.
"It might be better to choose someone else," another suggested.
"Pica could be a good choice."
Rosinante, after all, couldn't handle the task of being a guide when it involved so much communication.
But Doflamingo shook his head, his decision unwavering.
"No, it has to be Rosinante. Only my own brother can truly convey how much I value Saint Lakeman. As for the speaking issue, we can arrange for others to handle the explanations."
Hearing this, the family members fell silent. They knew Doflamingo was right. It was necessary to show Saint Lakeman the utmost respect. That single, devastating strike at the dock had left an indelible impression on everyone. No matter how seriously they treated Lakeman, it wouldn't be too much.