I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

A muffled heartbeat could be faintly heard throughout the auction hall.

The venue, which had been bustling with bidding moments before, was now completely silent.

Almost everyone felt a heavy weight in their hearts and a sense of unease.

Chapter 174: Dry wood and fierce fire

Shortly after the engine of the Emperor was sounded.

With a loud bang.

The Celestial Dragon had just pulled out half a pistol when it fell to the ground.

Saint Charles stood there blankly, suddenly breaking out in a cold sweat.

Bang bang bang bang....

The strange sound wasn't actually very loud, but it made him freeze instantly, leaving him completely out of control.

It was like an echo from a nightmare, instantly bringing him back to the fear he had felt long ago when he was intimidated by Sig.

Charmaco opened his mouth, but no words came out; instead, a strange gurgling sound came from his throat.

His eyes lost their luster, his mouth was wide open, one hand was still clutching his chest, his legs gave way, and he slumped back down in his seat!

"Saint Charmaco?"

The man in the black suit next to him changed his expression slightly and quickly helped Charles Marco Saint up.

And Sig... he was also stunned.

Saint Charmaco had just stood up from his seat when he clutched his chest, his face pale, and sat back down...

Why does this scene feel strangely familiar?

Before Sieg could figure it out, a commotion broke out in the hall.

The commotion just now was clearly seen by the VIPs in the front row!

Especially those who have been paying close attention to Sig and Charmaco Saint's shipping empire!

"Has Higuma finally made a move against the Celestial Dragons?"

The shipping magnate Umit's expression suddenly turned extremely solemn, and he couldn't help but speak up.

His words finally made the other VIPs realize what was going on.

"Has Sigurd gone up against a Celestial Dragon?"

"I heard he has an invisible Infernal Inferno Wave Cannon that can instantly kill an admiral! Could it be that Sig has already made a move secretly just now?"

"Is this the pirate king of the sea with a bounty of 400 million? We didn't even notice..."

"No, it wasn't entirely without warning; that strange sound just now..."

"That can't be right. I clearly saw them just make eye contact."

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, the man in the black suit helped Charles Saint sit back down, then his expression turned cold as he took a step towards Sieg...

Then his steps suddenly stopped.

Saint Charles sat in his seat, one hand pressed to his chest, the other hand suddenly grabbing the man in the black suit standing in front of him with a strength he didn't know he had.

"Don't go! Don't do anything!"

Charmaco Saint recalled the fear he had felt back then.

One CP0 member once tried to stop Sieg's attack, and then... nothing happened.

“But…” the man in the black suit hesitated.

"No buts!"

The Celestial Dragon Charmaco Saint shouted.

While reprimanding the man in the black suit, he shrank back, hiding his large, obese body behind a small partition, trembling slightly.

At this moment, the people from the auction also arrived. Several people rushed over and knelt down in front of Saint Charles, sweating profusely.

"Saint Charmaco, are you feeling unwell?"

As she spoke, she cautiously glanced at Sig in another cubicle.

The Celestial Dragons are people they can't afford to mess with.

But they couldn't afford to mess with Sigurd, who dared to attack a Celestial Dragon in broad daylight.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Upon hearing their questions, Saint Chalmar's previously lifeless eyes regained focus.

Unbeknownst to them, the nightmarish sound of the Emperor's engine had vanished.

Saint Charmaco recalled what had happened earlier and glanced around the now chaotic auction house...

Is he, Charles Marco Saint, once again intimidated by Sig?

This time, Sig didn't even use the Infernal Inferno Wave Cannon...

Will this also be recorded and filed by the World Government as important data related to Sig?

Thinking of this, Charmaco Saint shrank behind the partition, slowly turned his head, and glanced in the direction of Sig’s cubicle.

After sitting down again, his view was blocked by the partition, and the sound of the Emperor's engine was gone.

The palpitation I felt earlier has subsided.

After thinking for a moment, Saint Charmaco finally spoke:

"No...that's right. I just sat for too long, and I feel a little dizzy when I stand up. That's all."

"Let's continue the auction."

These words left everyone in the auction house looking at each other in astonishment.

that's it?

The Celestial Dragons, who are always unbridled, pretended not to see Sigurd?

Among the VIPs, Sea King Umit and others all glanced up at the smiley face logo on the wall behind the auction stage.

That's the symbol of the Don Quixote family.

They had assumed that a clash between Sigurd and a Celestial Dragon would be like dry tinder igniting a fire.

It now appears that both sides have exercised restraint, at least on the surface, without turning against each other.

Sig remained seated in the cubicle, making no move out of the open.

The Celestial Dragons stopped their subordinates from retaliating, pretending not to see Sigurd.

"Although it's not quite what I expected, but..."

Umit gave Sig a deep look:

"Besides JOKER, there's another person that the Celestial Dragons are wary of."

With this in mind, Umit issued several orders to have the auction house staff restore order.

After a period of unrest, the auction returned to normal.

The slender woman on the auction stage opened a small box, and the banana with strange patterns inside immediately drew everyone's attention.

"This is the Silence-Silence Fruit. After eating this Devil Fruit, one can create a soundproof barrier to isolate all sounds from both inside and outside..."

"Starting bid: 100 million!"

The auctioneer's description of the Silence-Silence Fruit left the pirates somewhat uninterested.

This fruit is not the kind that can directly increase strength; its specific uses still need to be explored.

However, a few bigwigs from the underworld in the VIP seats in the front row were somewhat tempted.

One hundred and one million.

It was Sieg who made the first bid.

Although Sig didn't quite understand the Celestial Dragons' reaction, the Silence-Silence Fruit in front of him had already attracted his attention.

As for the money... selling the treasure map should be enough, right?

When Sieg called out the number, the VIPs were all stunned.

Again?

Why would the Celestial Dragons pretend nothing happened and pull this stunt?

Is he trying to deliberately provoke the Celestial Dragons?

Many people's hearts, which had just been at ease, were raised again, and they glanced subtly at Saint Charles in his seat.

Upon hearing Sieg's bid, Charmaco Saint's entire body of fat trembled, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Beside him, the man in the black suit leaned down and whispered something in the Celestial Dragon's ear, making Charmaco Saint's expression even more unpleasant.

His lips trembled a few times, but he ultimately did not open his mouth to bid.

However, the fact that the Celestial Dragons are not bidding does not mean that others will remain silent.

"One hundred and ten million!"

"One hundred and thirty million!"

With the Devil Fruit in question, the first normal bidding process seems to have begun.

Chapter 175 Give Me Some Face

Sieg narrowed his eyes as he listened to the rising and falling bids.

Sig really, really wanted the Silence Fruit.

Anotherpiece's treasure map was the last item auctioned, with a starting price of 200 million set by Siegfried.

As long as the auction doesn't fail, Siegfried will have a budget of 200 million to buy the Silent Fruit.