Ding-a-ling!
Chaos said nothing. A rain of gold coins fell from the sky once more.
"Gild Tesoro's bid is three billion berries."
The old scholar counted them all in ten seconds. Who knew how he did it? Either way, he was done.
Once again, every gaze turned to Saint Roswald.
Damn it. He'd only brought three billion berries with him this time.
"Three and a half billion berries."
Saint Roswald remained defiant.
Ding-a-ling~
"F-five billion berries!"
The old scholar could barely get the words out. He kept swallowing as he stared at the pile of gold coins.
Damn!
Everyone in the room stared at the glittering pile, eyes nearly popping out of their heads.
So this was what being rich looked like?
Was he showing off?
"It's only one Devil Fruit. There's no need to spend so many berries."
Just as Saint Roswald was about to bid again, Princess Idoria stopped him. She looked at Chaos strangely.
"Hmph!"
Saint Roswald snorted. He had no interest in Devil Fruits. What he cared about were slaves.
"Does anyone else have a bid?"
Seeing that Saint Roswald had fallen silent, Yis looked around the room.
This was a huge windfall.
They'd auctioned off just two ordinary Devil Fruits for a total of six billion berries.
She'd never seen anything like it in all her time in the business.
What a flex!
Everyone there was nothing compared to Gild Tesoro.
"Five billion berries, once."
"Twice."
"Congratulations to His Excellency Gild Tesoro for winning the Weasel-form Devil Fruit."
Yis's alluring face beamed like a flower. If Chaos wanted, she could swallow an entire pillar and offer him an unprecedentedly thrilling experience and service.
"Broke-ass."
Crocodile puffed on his cigar and looked at Saint Roswald with disdain.
He said it loud enough for everyone in the