One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

In any case, ensuring the safety of the world's nobility is always the top priority.

Thinking this, he gritted his teeth, stood up, and was about to explain the situation to the black-clad CP guards who were protecting Roswald.

But as soon as he stood up, he saw a black-clad guard next to Roswald flash forward and block his way. The guard had a stern face and pulled out a black pistol from his waist, pressing it against Roswald's forehead.

The cold gun barrel exuded an aura of death, causing the fat official's legs to buckle, and he knelt down with a thud.

"Are you courting death? How dare you stand before the great Saint Roswald? What do you intend to do?"

The black-clad guard's voice was cold, his finger already on the trigger of his pistol.

With just a light press, the bullet in the flintlock pistol would easily pierce the fat man's skull.

"No...don't shoot! I...I just wanted to warn you that the island isn't safe. There are...there are pirates, and there might be some trouble. I'm afraid it might affect Lord Roswald's mood during the auction."

The fat official was terrified, sweating profusely, and stammered an explanation.

"Hmph! If a mere pirate dares to appear before Saint Roswald, then I'll just capture him and make him my slave."

“Remember, next time don’t offend the great Saint Roswald, Saint Charlos, and the Palace of Charlos over such trivial matters.”

The black-clad guard glanced indifferently at the trembling, fat official, sheathed his flintlock pistol, and with a flash, rejoined the ranks guarding the Roswald family.

There were more than a dozen black-clad guards like him.

In addition, there were hundreds of armored warriors wielding spears, surrounding the Roswald family.

These people are only a small part of the three Celestial Dragons' total bodyguards.

On ordinary days, the adults in the holy land also often come down to Sambunda for sightseeing.

Even though pirates occasionally appear on this island.

However, for decades, no nobleman from around the world has ever encountered any danger on Sabaody Archipelago.

Even in the event of an emergency, under the protection of these guards, they can hold out for a period of time until they receive strong support from the Holy Land and the Navy Headquarters.

The pirates weren't foolish enough to provoke the world's nobles.

Everyone in the world knows that provoking a world noble will invite an attack from a naval admiral.

As the highest fighting force of the Navy Headquarters, the Navy Admirals have a great deterrent effect on all pirates.

The fat official's colleagues behind him wanted to say something, but the fat man shook his head to stop them.

He feared that if he continued speaking, he would anger Roswald, and then he might not live to see tomorrow.

Since Roswald Saint's guards don't take pirates seriously, then inform Berkeley to hold an auction as soon as possible.

The best course of action for the Roswald family to ensure their safety was to return to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise as soon as they had bought the slaves.

Meanwhile, they had already sent people to Naval Base 66 to check the situation.

I imagine that if something really happens over there, we'll receive a Den Den Mushi message here immediately.

But since no Den Den Mushi has called yet, it means that nothing serious has happened over there.

Naval Base No. 66.

Several world government officials in suits stared coldly at the hundreds of desiccated corpses lying haphazardly on the ground before them, speechless with horror.

"Quickly notify the adults! Something's happened! Something's happened at the naval base!"

It took a long time for someone to recover from the shock and fear, and with trembling hands, they took out a Den Den Mushi and dialed their boss's number.

"Pulu pulu. Pulu pulu."

The Den Den Mushi kept ringing, but I couldn't get through.

"No signal! Damn it! How could there be no signal at such a crucial time! Go back and report! The pirates have wiped out everyone at the Sabaody Archipelago Marine branch!"

On the way to Auction House No. 1, Charlos sat cross-legged on the back of a strong slave, with long snot running down his face and a silly grin on his face.

"I heard the auction house got another mermaid. I'm going to buy her and race her against the shark in the tank to see who's faster. Hehehe, the last mermaid didn't win; she ended up with only half a tail. What a piece of trash. Aren't mermaids supposed to be the fastest in the sea?"

"I'd rather buy powerful pirates or giants as slaves than mermaids."

Roswald brandished his whip, relentlessly lashing the giant slave beneath him until the back of the burly man, who crawled numbly on all fours like an animal, was a bloody mess.

"Too slow! These slaves are too slow! I want a grown giant; that would be so impressive."

He looked at his daughter following behind him, "Charlulia, what about you? What kind of slave do you want to buy?"

The rather pretty Celestial Dragon, Charlos, said indifferently, "I also want that mermaid, but since Charlos wants it too, I'll let him have it. Anyway, I have a few more at home that I can use for a while."

“Thank you very much, Charlos.” ​​Charlos sniffed.

The large and imposing Celestial Dragons arrived at a residential street.

Upon seeing this grand procession, the residents on the street immediately realized that some world nobles had arrived.

Without anyone specifically reminding them, the people standing immediately knelt down in unison, like wheat being harvested, bowing their heads respectfully and not daring to look at the Roswald family.

Charlos sniffed and gave a disgusted look.

"Hurry up and go over there! The air here stinks. These lowly, filthy commoners have made the air in Chambord stink."

In the crowd, a six or seven-year-old girl with pigtails peeked out curiously and caught a glimpse of Charlotte Palace in her magnificent white robe and her exquisite and beautiful face.

The little girl stared blankly, and couldn't help but mutter something under her breath.

"That lady is so pretty."

However, this seemingly complimentary remark caused Charlotte's face to suddenly darken.

She pulled a golden flintlock pistol from her bosom and pointed it at the dazed little girl not far away.

"You lowly commoner, who are you calling 'sister'?"

Pointing a golden pistol at her, the little girl's brown pupils dilated, and she froze completely, standing there helplessly.

I forgot what my parents told me: when I see everyone around me kneeling down, I must kneel down too, otherwise I will never see my parents again.

"Nisha! Nisha!"

Not far from the little girl, two young men and women were terrified by the scene, their faces pale and their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

They instinctively rose from their kneeling position, wanting to rush towards their daughter.

"Don't get up! You'll die!"

The people kneeling beside them quickly reached out and pulled the two back, pressing them firmly to the ground to prevent them from rushing forward.

"My beauty has no need for praise from a lowly person like you. Go to hell."

As she spoke, her jade-like fingers were about to pull the trigger.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a muffled clap of thunder sounded from the sky above, startling Charlotte Palace, who had raised its pistol.

He lost his grip on the flintlock pistol, and it fell to the ground with a thud.

Chapter 130 Chaotic Space

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a fierce wind swept across the sky above the Sabaody Archipelago, bringing with it thick, inky clouds.

Thick, dark clouds gathered in one place, and streaks of white lightning flashed and darted through the inky clouds, accompanied by muffled thunder that shook the heavens and the earth.

A strong wind ripped open the canopy of the mangrove tree, and soon, torrential rain poured down from the opening, drenching the people below.

"Ugh, it's raining. I hate rain, it's so wet."

Charles sniffed and muttered something.

The CP guards behind him seemed to have been prepared for this situation.

Before the heavy rain started, he quickly took out the umbrellas he had prepared beforehand, opened them, and held them over the heads of Roswald and the other two.

The rain came suddenly and swiftly.

In just over ten seconds, the ground was washed into a muddy mess by the rain.

"Hurry up! Get out of here, and ignore those rude civilians, Charlia."

Roswald turned around and shouted.

"I'll talk about it after I kill that rude girl."

Charlotte's face was flushed with anger as she gripped the golden pistol, trying to find the little girl who had just complimented her on her looks in the crowded throng.

But the rain was so heavy that it hit the bubbles covering her head, further obstructing her vision.

After searching for a long time, the petite girl could not be found in Charlottenburg Palace.

"I'm furious!"

Enraged, Charlotte pulled the trigger and fired several shots at the crowd who dared not raise their heads or stand up even in the heavy rain.

"Bang! Boom!"

The piercing gunshots pierced through the rain and carried far away.

The dense crowd immediately panicked.

Several unlucky guys immediately let out a painful groan, were hit by bullets, and fell into the mud.

Charlotte emptied her pistol in one go before angrily smashing the gun against the body of the slave beneath her.

"Stay with my father and my brother Charlos, you useless idiot!"

A large group of people quickened their pace and headed towards the area where Auction House No. 1 was located.

No one noticed that, amidst the sudden downpour, two men and one woman had appeared out of nowhere.

The surgical space in Luo's hand flashed by in the rain, teleporting the little girl who was too terrified to move because of the guns pointed at her by the Charlotte Palace.

"Are you OK?"

Hibari rushed to the little girl who was standing there like a statue, carefully examined her body, and found that the little girl was only frightened and had not been hit by the bullets fired by Charlia. He breathed a sigh of relief, his face lit up with joy, and he hugged the little girl in front of him with some excitement.

"Thank goodness, she's alright!"

"Waaaaah."