Silvers Rayleigh

Compared to slaves, a Devil Fruit didn't cause much of a stir. Perhaps it was Senga's good luck, but almost no one at the auction today was interested in this particular Devil Fruit.

Still, there were some bids, just not as high as for the slaves. After a few rounds of bidding, Senga successfully acquired it for 280 million, considering it a steal.

Based on the general market price of Devil Fruits, the average value of one is 100 million Belly.

The final transaction price for this Gravity-Gravity Fruit was quite substantial, at least for Senga. 280 million had almost emptied his coffers.

I'm still poor, he thought with a helpless smile. Senga no longer dwelled on it. Money was ultimately an external possession; improving one's strength was the most practical thing.

Soon, a waiter respectfully brought the Gravity-Gravity Fruit over to Senga. Within this auction house, there was no need to worry about anyone daring to cause trouble.

From the information Senga had, the backing of this auction house was likely connected to one of the Shichibukai, Doflamingo.

After accepting the fruit, Senga casually tossed the Gravity-Gravity Fruit into the Door-Door Space. He certainly wouldn't use the Preta Path's absorption ability here. Any significant action could easily attract the attention of Kalifa, the little spy beside him.

The secret of the Rinnegan could only be known to himself and those he trusted. If any outsiders found out, Senga would have no choice but to silence them, even Kalifa, his secretary who he found very useful.

As expected, seeing Senga's action, Kalifa immediately asked, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"I already have the ability of gravity myself. I'll keep this one for collection."

Hearing this, Kalifa didn't press further. She was afraid of giving Senga any more leverage over her. She was in no position to resist Senga right now.

After obtaining the Devil Fruit, the subsequent auction items held little interest for Senga. He leaned back in his chair, appearing half-asleep.

Seeing Senga's posture, Kalifa thoughtfully asked if he wanted to leave early.

Senga considered it and agreed. Continuing would be a waste of time. He decided to accept Kalifa's suggestion.

Just as he was about to get up and leave, another slave was brought out for auction below. Compared to the rare races auctioned earlier, this slave seemed utterly ordinary: an old man with white hair.

The only thing that could attract attention was the expression on the slave's face. Unlike the look of despair on the faces of other auctioned slaves, his face always wore a smile, as if he were unconcerned about his situation. One might even think he was here on vacation.

When the people at the auction saw that it was a human old man being brought out, their interest immediately waned. When the host announced the starting bid of ten million Belly and the bidding began, there wasn't a single bid for a while.

Just as the auction was about to go cold, a young voice suddenly rang out, "Fifteen million Belly."

The host seemed greatly relieved and quickly asked three times if anyone was bidding higher. Seeing no response, and fearing the bidder might go back on their word, he immediately finalized the transaction.

The big spender who bought the slave was, naturally, Senga. Seeing that he had actually spent money on such a seemingly useless old man, Kalifa beside him asked in confusion, "What are you buying him for? He's just an ordinary human. Even if you wanted someone to clean, he's too old to do much work, isn't he?"

Senga smiled without answering. Others might not recognize this old man, but he, having watched the anime, did. Who would have thought that this harmless-looking old man on stage was the right-hand man of the Pirate King, Roger, the Pluton, Silvers Rayleigh?

Spending fifteen million for one appearance of Rayleigh? It was worth it!

Waving his hand without further explanation, Senga pulled Kalifa away from the venue.

At the back door of the venue, a waiter had already brought Rayleigh, who had a collar around his neck, waiting for Senga to claim him.

Seeing Senga arrive, the waiter handed Rayleigh over to him and left after a slight bow.

Rayleigh was also curious about the young man who had bought him.

He often sold himself at auctions for money when he was short, then used Conqueror's Haki to knock out his buyer and escape. In the past, his buyers were usually bored nobles. This time, it was unexpected to be a young man.

Because he had sold himself to the auction house these past few days, Rayleigh was unaware that a new young Marine Colonel had arrived at Sabaody Archipelago and had annihilated the Blood Rat Pirates.

Senga was also sizing up the Pirate King's second-in-command, the Pluton, Rayleigh.

Compared to his first appearance at Sabaody Archipelago later on, Rayleigh now looked significantly younger.

Although there were still signs of age, Senga knew what kind of power resided within this body. He was one of the top sea powers from the previous era.

He didn't intend to beat around the bush with Rayleigh, so Senga directly revealed his identity.

"How long are you going to keep pretending, hmm? The Pirate King Roger's right-hand man, the one they call Pluton, Silvers Rayleigh."

As soon as he spoke, both Kalifa beside him and Rayleigh before him flinched.

Rayleigh hadn't expected the young man before him to recognize him. Ever since Captain Roger's death, he had always acted with discretion. His appearance had changed considerably over the years, and he had almost faded from public view.

Kalifa was even more shocked. The old man in front of her was actually that Pluton, Rayleigh? What kind of person was this? As someone from the World Government, Kalifa had certainly seen his data.

The data also emphasized Rayleigh's strength. Just reading the information made Kalifa realize that Rayleigh's power was beyond her imagination.

How could someone like this have their identity exposed so directly by Senga? Kalifa couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Since you recognized his identity, why not be discreet? At least let me report it. Does this Uchiha Senga think he, along with just the two of them and a cat, can take down this Pluton, Rayleigh?

Senga knew that with his current strength, coupled with Metis, he couldn't possibly take down Pluton, Rayleigh. He completely disregarded Kalifa's combat power.

However, he also knew that the current Rayleigh was incredibly laid-back. He definitely wouldn't cause too much of a scene. Even if he fought him, at most he would be defeated, and escaping wouldn't be too difficult, at least he wouldn't lose his life.

That's right, Senga wanted to fight Rayleigh to confirm his own capabilities. The Uchiha were also a warlike clan.

Moreover, Pluton Rayleigh was completely different from any opponent Senga had encountered so far, a world apart. Even Tokikake was nothing compared to him.

Fighting Rayleigh would allow him to truly understand his current limits. Such an opportunity was rare, perhaps even impossible to find.

Rayleigh raised an eyebrow and said with interest, "Oh? Young man, you know who I am yet you dare to point it out. What is your objective?"

"Objective? I'm a Marine, you're a pirate. If a Marine encounters a pirate, are we supposed to sit down and have tea instead of fighting?"

Hearing Senga's words, Rayleigh was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, This young man is actually a Marine? But these young people nowadays really don't know their limits.

Rayleigh shook his head, thinking he might have to move his old bones a bit this time and let this young man taste some hardship.