Saint Gareth suddenly roared.
Roy could not help but stare in astonishment.
He turned to look at Saint Gareth's fat face, panting heavily as though in heat.
Almost instantly,
Roy understood what was going on.
Roy knew about Saint Gareth's particular tastes.
Clearly, Ramir's suddenly enlarged body had struck right at Saint Gareth's heart.
The Celestial Dragons believed themselves to be descendants of the Creator, so aside from their own kind, they held deeply discriminatory attitudes toward every other race.
In their eyes, all living things had been born to serve them!
They could disregard most of the rules in the Pirate World.
Thus, in most situations, the Celestial Dragons did not possess the shame of ordinary people.
After all, no one felt embarrassed in front of pigs and dogs.
Roy glanced at Saint Gareth, who seemed to be in heat.
Then he glanced at Carlos standing beside him, whose expression was not particularly pleasant.
Very quickly, Roy reached a conclusion.
Through the Echo Map, Roy could clearly sense that Ramir was controlling sea beasts to pull an iron-skinned submarine through the water at high speed.
As for Ramir, Roy had no intention of following Saint Gareth's orders.
Since he and Carlos were now tied to the same rope, he could not let Carlos fall into danger.
Though currying favor with the Celestial Dragons and gaining the World Nobles' goodwill was a huge temptation, Roy knew better than anyone how fickle and vile the Celestial Dragons could be.
Sometimes, if one constantly fawned over them, they would simply take it for granted.
So rather than kissing Saint Gareth's stinking feet,
it was better to preserve Carlos's power and deepen their cooperation.
Once Roy had made up his mind, just as he was preparing to engineer an accident and let Ramir