Supreme Pleasure

At that moment, with Saint Roswald's arrival in Area 37 of the Sabaody Archipelago, this amusement district completely lost its laughter. Countless civilians who had no time to flee hurriedly fell to their knees, desperately pressing their heads as low against the ground as possible to avoid having the lofty Celestial Dragon's gaze linger on them.

"Rururara~"

Seated on the back of a Fur Tribe slave, Saint Roswald let out meaningless laughter as he looked around from time to time.

Just then, a man in a suit appeared ahead of Saint Roswald's line of sight, his distinctive curled eyebrows impossible to miss.

"Hm?!"

Seeing that a lowly commoner actually dared to block his path in broad daylight, an astonished expression instinctively surfaced on Saint Roswald's face.

Reiju, who had been fitted with an explosive collar and forced to follow Saint Roswald, widened her eyes and murmured, "Sanji, why?"

Sanji glanced up at Reiju, then turned toward Saint Roswald. He exhaled the last trace of hesitation with his smoke, tossed the cigarette butt to the ground, and lifted his toe to stamp it out completely.

Saint Roswald leaned back, parted his thick lips, and asked, "You're that person I met earlier? I already forgave your rudeness just now. What are you planning to do?"

"Hey, Celestial Dragon. Give me back my sister." Sanji spoke with a sharp gaze.

Seeing her younger brother doing something both foolish and impulsive, Reiju—who had shown no intention of resisting in front of Saint Roswald while waiting for a chance to escape—grew anxious and hurriedly shouted,

"Sanji, you idiot, what are you doing? Hurry up and leave!"

Sanji glanced at Reiju, then tugged hard at his tie and said,

"It's all right now, Reiju. This is something I'm doing alone. I've already completely cut ties with