The Figarland Family Doesn't Keep Idlers

"I'm going to the Divine Knights to report you..."

By the time Shaya returned to the villa, Puer Mingze was still shouting incessantly.

"Go! You'd better hurry up and go..."

Shaya could not even be bothered to deal with Puer Mingze outside.

That fool had better get one thing straight: the commander of the Divine Knights was his biological father!

Old Garin might be a beast, but when it mattered, he would definitely take Shaya's side...

"Your Highness, will taking me away from Saint Puer Mingze cause trouble for your family?"

After everything Shaya had done, Stella finally seemed to grasp what had happened. She could not believe that Shaya had truly snatched her away from Puer Mingze...

"It has indeed caused trouble for my family. How about this? Should I send you back? That idiot Puer Mingze is cursing outside the gates of my villa right now! He hasn't left yet. If you go out now, you'll run right into him..."

Shaya had been about to return to his garden to drink and read the newspaper when he heard Stella's coy words. He immediately turned around and asked her coldly.

"Uh..."

Stella froze where she stood.

This was completely different from what she had expected?! Hadn't this exceptionally handsome Celestial Dragon just offended another Celestial Dragon for her?

Wasn't he supposed to like her very much? But now, it seemed that this handsome Celestial Dragon did not particularly like her at all...

"Starting today, report to Stussy! Have her arrange a maid's job for you. As long as you remain in this villa, Puer Mingze cannot do anything to you. But if you leave the villa, that's another matter..."

Shaya reminded Stella.

"Y-Yes, sir..."

At that moment, the expectation in Stella's eyes had vanished, replaced by a touch of fear. In her heart, Shaya was also someone with an unpredictable temper.

"Do you have anything else?"

Shaya asked Stella, who was standing there in a daze.

"Uh..."

Stella was stunned again.

"If not, why aren't you going to report in already?"

"The Figarland family doesn't keep idlers..."

Shaya coldly cut off any chance for Stella to answer.

"Y-Yes, sir..."

Although Stella did not know who Stussy was, she understood one thing right now: getting away from the temperamental Shaya was best for her.

"What a troublesome woman."

Shaya frowned deeply as he watched Stella flee.

Honestly, once he set aside the White Moonlight filter Gild Tesoro had placed on Stella, her looks could only be considered somewhat above average in the Pirate World~

Perhaps because of her long life as a slave, Stella's complexion and skin could not compare to Stussy's delicate beauty at all...

Simply put, without her status as Gild Tesoro's White Moonlight, she was merely a fairly attractive vase.

"As expected, things like a White Moonlight have to be viewed through the filter of that time! If a White Moonlight loses her exclusive filter, then she's nothing at all. What a pity..."

Thinking this, Shaya could not be bothered to look at Stella behind him and continued toward his garden! Come to think of it, if Gild Tesoro had not been so ugly that he did not fit Shaya's tastes, then when Gild Tesoro was sent to the Holy Land as a slave in a few weeks, Shaya could simply take him for himself...

Later, he could use the Hormone-Hormone Fruit or the Sickness-Sickness Fruit's abilities to turn him into a femboy, then use his powerful personal charm and sky-piercing gigantic cock to thoroughly conquer him and awaken the woman within him. That seemed rather nice too.

Ahem, ahem...

Elsewhere, on Enies Lobby.

"Tesoro, your sentence has been handed down!"

"Because you spoke disrespectfully to a Celestial Dragon at the slave market!"

"After our deliberation, we have decided to immediately send you to the Holy Land as a slave!"

The three-headed judge, renowned for absolute fairness, took turns pronouncing Tesoro's sentence.

"What do you mean, offending a Celestial Dragon?"

"I was clearly there first!"

"I was clearly there first..."

Upon hearing the judges' verdict, Tesoro roared angrily.

"Idiot! Since the Celestial Dragons, the World Nobles, have arrived, everything must naturally be given priority to the Celestial Dragons! That is the rule of this world, you moron..."

The three-headed judge looked at Tesoro mockingly as he coldly explained the rules of this world.

"No..."

Though Tesoro was consumed by rage, he had no way to refuse the judges' verdict.

Several weeks later.

Tesoro was eventually sent to Mary Geoise.

Along with Tesoro came a group of others like him, bought or selected by the Celestial Dragons to serve as slaves...

These slaves were all so-called low-grade goods, mostly meant for hard labor. Plain-looking, unable to serve as feminine boys, and ordinary people whom even the perverted Celestial Dragons could not be bothered with.

Yet they all shared one thing: there was no light in their eyes.

Unlike those lifeless-eyed slaves, Tesoro's eyes gleamed. He knew clearly that Stella had to be in Mary Geoise at this very moment!

Perhaps once he reached Mary Geoise, he would be able to see Stella, the White Moonlight he had dreamed of! Maybe she was waiting for him to save her right now...

With that thought, Tesoro's heart filled with strength.

However, the suffering of the Holy Land far exceeded Tesoro's imagination!

During Tesoro's first week in Mary Geoise...

He did hard labor without end—hard labor, and more hard labor!

He could not eat his fill or sleep properly...

Forget searching for Stella—here, even the songs he usually used to motivate himself were forbidden!

He had only hummed a few lines, yet the Celestial Dragons' subordinates rewarded him with a vicious beating! As those lackeys whipped him, they mocked him, "Hey, hey, hey! What the hell are you singing? It sounds awful..."

Those whips lashed not only his body, but also his soul...

As slaves here, they had neither dignity nor even the right to be treated as people.

By now, the suffering here had tortured him until he was utterly exhausted...

"No! I can't collapse like this..."

Whenever Tesoro was about to reach his limit, he would hide in a corner, tears streaming down his face as he quietly encouraged himself. He knew Stella was still waiting for him!

Then, only after making sure no one was around, would Tesoro dare to hum softly, singing of the grief in his heart and his beautiful hopes for the future...

"Young man, are you singing?"

As usual, after work, while the overseers had gone to eat and rest, Tesoro hid alone in a corner to sing. Then a hoarse, deep voice suddenly sounded above his head.

"No! Don't hit me! I'll never sing again! I won't dare sing again..."

Tesoro had apparently not expected an overseer to still be around at this hour instead of resting! He wrapped his arms around himself, buried his head deeply between his knees, and begged in agony.

"Hit you? I won't hit you..."

"I think your singing sounds very nice!"

As Tesoro kept pleading as though overwhelmed by fear...

That hoarse yet magnetic voice spoke to him in a calm tone completely unlike that of the overseers.

"Hm?"

Only then did Tesoro loosen the arms shielding his head and cautiously look up. What entered his sight was not one of the usual overseers...

Instead, it was a handsome young man with short crimson hair, dressed in an ornate robe.

In Mary Geoise, throughout all of Pangea Castle, only one kind of person typically wore such extravagant clothing—the world nobles, the Celestial Dragons.