As Gawain and his group boarded the elevator, Rosward immediately called out to Gawain.
"Gawain, wait a minute, don't go!"
The price is negotiable, Gawain!
The price is really negotiable!!!
While shouting and yelling, Rosward stopped riding the slaves and, with two or three guards beside him, rushed onto the elevator for Gawain's group at the last minute.
The crowd made way for Rosward, who then rushed to Gawain's Rosward.
Without saying a word, he immediately grasped Gawain's hand.
With an extremely solemn look in his eyes, Rosward spoke expectantly.
"Chief Gawain, where did you buy this ship?"
Needless to say, it's just Beli. How could I lack that stuff? I've never liked money!
Tell me where you are, and once I buy my own boat, I'll definitely invite you to our family gathering!
I also want to invite all the clan leaders over, so they can see my... uh, see our two huge ships!
At this point, Rosward seemed to suddenly remember something, and he quickly leaned close to Gawain's ear and whispered something.
"However, could we at least handle this matter first?"
What I mean is, your family already has a big ship, and our family is the second to have one, so we'll let the other families buy them later!
So, hehehe, you know what I mean, Gawain.
What else is there for us Celestial Dragon to pursue in our lives? All we can do is compare ourselves to each other, right?
"Hehe."
Hearing Rosward's words, Gawain smiled and said to him.
"Do you think I need to compare myself to those poor Celestial Dragon? As for my ship, I might as well tell you. This ship was specially commissioned from Water 7!"
"From start to finish, this ship cost me a full one trillion Beli, Chief Rosward. Are you sure you can afford it?"
"Haha, what's there to not be able to afford? I'll definitely buy something even more expensive than you! I'll offer 11 trillion... 100 million?!"
Rosward's confident expression froze abruptly. He stared blankly for a moment, then quickly turned to look at his men.
"One trillion Beli!!!"
He didn't even mention the extra thousand; instead, he exclaimed in amazement at his subordinates while gesturing wildly with his hands.
His subordinate leaned close to his ear and whispered a reminder.
"Lord Rosward, it will take approximately six years to accumulate your annuity..."
"This... six years... this... this..."
Rosward rolled his Byakugan. This ship really is that expensive...
For a moment, Rosward silently began to count the items in his house.
We can sell this, we can sell that, what else can we sell to get Beli?
After pondering for a long time, until the elevator was almost at the deck of the Dark Bird Ship.
Rosward finally looked up, revealing a confident look in his eyes once more.
"Hahaha, it's just one trillion Beli, that's not difficult at all!"
If I sell just a small portion of my family's treasures and collectibles, I can easily raise the money to buy a boat!
Anyway, all those kings and nobles among the lower classes are like fools. They always try to snatch up anything that we Celestial Dragon collect, even at a higher price than when we bought it!
Hey-hey!"
Saint Rosward smiled contentedly and gripped Gawain's hands tightly.
"Thank you!"
He was extremely grateful from the start.
"Thanks to you, you actually came up with this interesting plan for a super-sized ship. Otherwise, I really wouldn't know what I would have left to brag about for the rest of my life!"
It's so painful to have nothing to brag about!
The Impel Down slaves were alright a while ago, but even the Impel Down slaves have been selling more and more lately, with almost every clan leader getting one, which is getting boring.
But now things are all good, hahaha, a ship worth a trillion! Even for us family patriarchs, it would be a bit of a problem to gather such a ship together!
I feel like for the next three to five years, I can show off my big ship to them for the rest of my life, haha!!!
"Hehe."
Hearing Rosward's laughter, Gawain chuckled softly.
"I didn't expect you could afford it. Alright, then I'll reluctantly acknowledge your right to stand next to me, Chief Rosward."
"That's great, my friend. Don't worry, I'll help you promote your big ship, but only after mine is launched!"
Rosward grasped Gawain's hand and shook it heavily up and down.
Gawain smiled slightly upon hearing Rosward's words.
"Yes, we should also promote each other, good friends!"
From this day forward, we must rely on our ships to become a luxurious force that our people envy and resent!
Thus, the duo of flaunting their wealth in the Celestial Dragon were successfully introduced, while Gawain's subordinates looked at each other in bewilderment.
They looked at each other again, then exchanged knowing glances.
In the current situation, not only are adults using their skills in mockery and showing off to the fullest extent.
And isn't Saint Rosward too easy to hook?
Six hours later, on the Dark Bird Ship.
Gawain exhaled a breath of alcohol and gave Shalria an elegant smile.
Shalria took a sip of her drink, barely managing to suppress her dizziness, and asked hesitantly.
"Brother Gawain, weren't you going to have lunch with me alone...?"
But it's already dark now..."
"Haha, I'm sorry, your father gave you way too much, Shalria."
"It's alright, lunch turned into dinner, not bad at all."
As they spoke, Gawain raised his glass and lightly clinked it against Shalria's.
As he drank, Gawain glanced at the bow of the Dark Bird Ship. Rosward, that drunkard, was causing a ruckus there, climbing all the way up to the Dark Bird Ship's figurehead.
Holding the Dark Bird by the neck, Rosward kicked off with his legs and roared to the sky.
"I'm the king of the world!!!"
Upon hearing this, Gawain struggled to keep from vomiting the wine. So, it really is a huge ship now?
Across from her, looking at her Pops's expression, Shalria couldn't help but sigh. She looked up and asked softly.
"Brother Gawain, you... you actually really dislike my father and brother..."
"I don't want to lie to you, so I really don't admire them much."
Gawain smiled and took a sip of his drink.
Upon hearing this, Shalria lowered her head in dejection.
"Moreover, you dislike them not because they show off anything to you, or... any other contradiction."
You... hate all of us, brother."
As they spoke, Shalria lay on the table. She was almost seventeen years old this year, and had reached the age where she was starting to become a little rebellious.
Then she met Gawain, whose style was completely different and whose appearance and personality perfectly matched her aesthetic standards.
The girl's mind was definitely in a mess.
Looking at Shalria lying there, Gawain pondered for a moment, then reached out and ruffled the little Celestial Dragon's hair.
As he let his fingers brush through his long, golden hair, Gawain smiled.
"Don't overthink it, just be yourself. I've said it before, I don't dislike you."
"Brother Gawain, I'm not stupid. Even if you don't hate me now, I'm not going to stay like my dad and brother forever."
Then one day you'll hate me.
Like my father, he and my mother have been separated for a long time. And speaking of which, that guy Mjosgard is my uncle, sigh..."
"Oh?"
Gawain was taken aback.
"Is your mother Mjosgard's sister?"
"Yes, when Father and Mother got married, Uncle Mjosgard wasn't like he is now; he was perfectly normal back then."
However, I now think that you, Gawain, admire Mjosgard's abnormality more.
You will stop Father from firing on the lower classes, you will help Uncle Mjosgard send away the Merfolk, and you will recruit a whole bunch of... thugs who look much stronger than our guards.
Brother, I can clearly see you sitting in front of me, but I always feel like there's such a great distance between us..."
Shalria pouted, then lowered her head, hiding her face between her slender arms.
At the same time, Hancock walked over.
She held up a glass of wine, first giving Shalria a disapproving look, then smiled at Gawain.
"Sir, they're playing football over there. Would you like to join in?"
"No rush, why aren't you with them?"
"Hmph, I would never associate with those filthy men!"
Hancock raised her head and drank a glass of wine with Gawain, then gave him a gentle Gawain before heading to the pool to bathe with Shirahoshi.
As for Shirahoshi, she wagged her tail in the pool while pouting and making a face at Charlos, who was secretly watching her from afar.
Charlos was startled by the Shirahoshi and quickly moved to another spot, but in doing so, he ended up right next to the football field.
Franky was desperately chasing after the ball that Lucci had kicked out, and he happened to run right up to Charlos.
"Hey, isn't this the super fun Saint Charlos? Want to join in for a bit?"
"Ha?"
Charlos raised his head in displeasure. He was about to utter a few curses when he suddenly remembered being slapped unconscious by Gawain earlier.
Just a few months ago, he was able to knock out Gawain with a single punch.
Now, however, he himself has been knocked out.
Why has Gawain changed so much?
Is it really just about playing football with those lower-class people?
Across from him, seeing Charlos standing there dumbfounded, Franky curled his lip.
"Let's not play anymore, Saint Charlos, we'll just..."
"Wait, you lowly commoner, did I say I wouldn't play?!"
Charlos wriggled his chubby body and then walked toward Franky.
"Play? Hmph, but you have to pass me the ball, or I'll kill you, and then I'll marry your mother and sister!!!"
"Pfft, hahaha, Saint Charlos, I'm an orphan, an orphan, hahahahaha!"
Franky laughed and announced Charlos's addition to the group playing with the ball. Charlos, initially timid and resentful, surprisingly discovered that football was incredibly fun...
Leaving aside Charlos's New World, across from Shalria.
Gawain put down his wine glass and glanced at Shalria had now looked up.
Shalria, meanwhile, looked at Shirahoshi and Hancock, who were resting in the pool.
"Brother Gawain, you have the same hobby as my silly brother, always liking those pretty-looking lower-class people Fish-Man."
"Haha, if even you think it's beautiful, why can't I like it?"
Hearing Gawain's words, Shalria pursed her lips, and the look in her eyes as she stared at Hancock grew increasingly strange.
"For a moment, "Shalria murmured.
"Yeah, she's so beautiful. Even though we're both women, I blush when I look at her... sigh."
Shalria sighed, then raised her glass, and the waiter behind her slowly refilled it.
After clinking glasses with Gawain, Shalria asked earnestly.
"If... I mean if, I could live a life different from my father and brothers..."
Even if many of my compatriots hate me for that, Gawain, would you like Shalria like that?
I like you very much as you are now.
"Would you like me more in the future?"
"Who knows? Maybe in the future you won't just dislike me, you'll hate me."
Gawain patted Shalria's head.
"That's enough, don't drink any more, you're just a little girl who's not even an adult yet."
I'll take you back to Sabaody in a bit. Please take care of your father and brothers on the way. I have the right to dislike them, but you are still their family.
"While I was proud of your previous act of forgetting them as soon as you saw me, from your perspective, it just didn't seem quite right."
"Okay, I understand."
Shalria blushed and nodded, then stood up and casually took Gawain's arm.
"Well... Brother Gawain, may I visit your residence from time to time?"
Brooke, that little maid, is quite interesting.
"Sure, you can go anytime. Brooke will welcome you on my behalf, and you can also look after them for me."
Leaving behind his final words, Gawain, along with Shalria, announced the end of the banquet to the entire audience.
As the banquet came to a close, Charlos, who hadn't even kicked the ball many times, reluctantly ended the football match.
Of course, Rosward was also carried off the figurehead of the Dark Bird ship.
Gawain boarded a landing ship and took them to the Sabaody Archipelago. As the sea breeze blew in, Rosward chuckled and gave Gawain a thumbs-up.
"What a magnificent ship! The Water 7, I must be going there tomorrow! Tomorrow!!!"
"No need for such trouble, Chief Rosward. The World Gambling Tournament will be held in Sabaody the day after tomorrow, and the mayor of Water 7 will be in Sabaody to preside over it. You can talk to him right here at your doorstep."
Gawain reminded him, and Rosward was overjoyed. He patted Gawain on the shoulder gratefully.
"That's great! Haha, and the gambling skills competition is really fun. I want to participate too. I'm really good at mahjong!"
"I'll bring my hand cannon then, and I'll see who dares to win against me, haha!"
"Well, if you're going to participate, then see you the day after tomorrow."
Gawain smiled and said goodbye, while Rosward and his group mounted their Impel Down slave mounts and headed towards the Bubble Gondola leading to Mary Geoise.
As they gradually disappeared into the distance, Gawain let out a long sigh.
Hearing Gawain sigh, Gion was standing next to him, asked softly.
"What's wrong, sir? Didn't we already secure the order from Saint Rosward? Why are you sighing?"
"Because I feel it's such a pity."
Gawain shook his head and turned back to the landing ship.
Behind him, Jinbe pondered for a moment before asking another question.
"Is it a pity because their family only bought one large boat?"
"How could it be for that reason?"
Gawain said to Jinbe with a smile.
"I just feel sorry that the most innocent people in the world are a group of people who do all kinds of evil, yet are completely unaware that they are doing evil."
As for me, if I finally succeed in the future, I'm afraid I'll ruin them, sigh..."
After finishing speaking, Gawain cleared his mind of his thoughts and continued softly.
"Let's not talk about that anymore. The big ship has been successfully sold, and its profits will be used to start the expansion of the existing Sea Train."
In addition, Kalifa contacts Fish-Man Island.
Tell them that the best time for the Fish-Man to land has arrived.
"Tell them to get ready, and that we'll bring the first group of Fish-Man builders to the Sabaody Archipelago around noon the day after tomorrow!"
"Yes, sir!"
Kalifa nodded quickly, but behind Gawain, Jinbe asked worriedly.
"But sir, the day after tomorrow is the opening day of the gambling competition. That day will probably be the day with the largest crowds in the history of Sabaody!"
"Won't it cause trouble if the Fish-Man launch such a grand landing on such a day?"
Upon hearing Jinbe's words, Gawain frowned slightly, then nodded.
"What I want is for things to go wrong."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gawain raised his hand and clenched it into a fist in front of everyone.
"A single punch can ward off a hundred more."
If the Fish-Man want to live peacefully on land in the future, they must first teach Fish-Man lawbreakers who target them a lesson!
Starting the day after tomorrow, Sabaody Island will likely be packed with pirates. Global gamblers, eager to prove their skills, will flock here from Four Blues, and even from the New World!
Only in such an environment, after announcing to everyone the proclamation of the Fish-Man's arrival on the sea and forcefully suppressing all those who disagreed, could this happen.
Only then can Fish-Man truly be accepted by the world and gain at least superficial respect from everyone!
I hope my friends taking the college entrance exam today don't see this, otherwise, reading novels during the exam? Wow~.
The reason I didn't talk about it yesterday is because I felt that what we wrote was still somewhat helpful for essay writing, at least it contained some famous quotes.
Here, I wish all my brothers taking the college entrance exam the best of luck and success.
Also, I have some good news to announce: the average number of successful orders Celestial Dragon has exceeded 1,000!
Keep it up!