Chapitre 135: Chapter 134
Exile Island can be considered a rather famous place in the first half of the Grand Line in the world of One Piece.
Originally, a huge prison was built at the center of this island. However, for unknown reasons, this prison was never put into use and was left unmanaged, gradually falling into ruin. Some speculate that it was a secret prison built by the Marines to detain special prisoners whose existence could not be revealed to the outside world. Others believe it was actually a large-scale human experimentation base, where prisoners were subjected to various taboo experiments.
There are also theories that the prison was unrelated to the Marines or the World Government, and might have been built by a powerful nation that ceased to exist before the prison could be used, leading to its continued abandonment.
The island began to bustle with activity after a long period of desolation. Rumors say it started with defeated captives being thrown onto the island to fend for themselves. Later, desperate individuals started hiding there. Gradually, more and more people, unable to face returning home after failing to conquer the Grand Line, exiled themselves to the island's prison, turning it into a graveyard for exiles. The name 'Exile Island' quickly spread from then on.
Some even mockingly suggested that it should be called 'The Little Island of Wasted Losers' instead of Exile Island. Normally, no sane person would seek out such a place of despair.
However, one day, two groups of people who clearly didn't belong there arrived on the island. Their well-maintained, undamaged ships, and their confident and upright demeanor set them apart from the defeated and despondent majority on the island. These people, full of vitality and confidence, were unlike the ninety-nine percent who lived in defeat on the island. In contrast, the island's residents were like defeated dogs, hiding and living each day as it came without courage to end their lives.
The arrival of these two groups was as conspicuous as fireflies in the night. Surprisingly, these people did not intend to explore the island, but quickly set up a makeshift resort with large umbrellas, comfortable chairs, an endless array of exquisite food, various drinks, and even steaming hot tea. It was more of a vacation setup than a battleground.
Even Doflamingo, who was usually fond of luxury, was somewhat envious of this display. The extravagance wasn't shocking but certainly highlighted the wealth of these newcomers. Abel even cursed in his mind, vowing to extort a hefty sum from them in the future.
Du Feld, a fat man with a plain appearance, wore a purple suit, a blue furry coat, and a pink flower on his chest, with a cigar in his mouth. His flamboyance rivaled that of Doflamingo, but due to his looks, he lacked the same flair.
Despite this, a comparison clearly showed who was superior. Doflamingo, unconcerned, knew that his subordinates were ready for the upcoming fight, despite the intimidating appearance of Du Feld's companions.
Abel, observing calmly, noticed a scruffy middle-aged man, a young man with a cock's comb hairstyle, and a proud, flat-topped young man among Du Feld's group. The scruffy man and the young man with the cock's comb hairstyle laughed most heartily, while the proud young man seemed disdainful even to mock them. Abel guessed that this young man was likely his opponent, probably a powerful Devil Fruit user brought by Du Feld.
As the tension escalated, Du Feld, puffing on his cigar, displayed a fierce demeanor, ready to confront Abel, who boldly stepped forward, radiating a murderous aura. The scruffy man and the young man instinctively protected Du Feld, but he dismissed them and faced Abel directly, asking for his name, especially since Abel had dared to kill a Navy colonel in his casino.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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