So much gold,
Little Sand was practically drooling over it.
"It's all made of gold. If it were all converted into funds, it would be enough to arm a medium-sized country to a world-class level!!!"
She ran a hand over the golden walls, the corner of her cigar-clenched mouth curling upward.
"Even if the Navy sent warships to besiege it on a massive scale, it could definitely hold out for more than ten days!!!"
Ever since Little Sand entered the New World two years ago, she had been tirelessly working for her ambitions. Unfortunately, the New World was nothing like Paradise.
There were no soft targets like Alabasta for her to squeeze.
Most of the territory here had long since been carved up by the few people known as the Four Emperors.
Without Austin stepping in to help, it was indeed somewhat difficult for her to make a name for herself on her own.
Mihawk, on the other hand, showed little interest. He coldly observed the surrounding luxury.
Then his sharp gaze fixed on the ground in the distance.
The next instant, a big-headed doll-like figure emerged from underground alongside a tall figure.
"Of course, Crocodile..."
A hearty laugh rang out as Tesoro strode over with a smile.
"I'll personally invest ten billion Beli to support your dream. What do you say?"
"It's a pleasure to meet you again, Mr. Austin."
Hearing that voice, Crocodile turned around and looked at Tesoro, who radiated the very aura of wealth.
Rather than hesitate at his offer, she narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Tch..."
"This money probably won't be so easy to take, will it, Tesoro?"
Hearing that, Tesoro smiled, the corners of his mouth lifting. Though he did not deny it, he still explained,
"After all, you're Mr. Austin's companion. Even if I