"Has the Navy gone mad?"
"It's the first time I've seen anything like this."
"Mommy, what are they doing?"
"Shh, keep your voice down. The Navy is catching bad guys."
Within Areas 1 through 29 of the Sabaody Archipelago.
The area was a chaotic mix of people. Not only were many wanted criminals hiding there, but a large number of civilians also lived there.
Therefore, when the Navy arrested people, they usually started with the streets.
The human auction house was no exception.
"Sir, we're not pirates, and we're not wanted criminals either."
"All the slaves here have been approved. Everything is legal and compliant."
The manager of the human auction house, Hughes, and the staff were all being held down on the ground.
Hughes was trying to reason with them.
He had worked here for more than thirty years. He had served high-ranking officials of the World Government, nobles from various countries, wealthy merchants, and even the supreme World Nobles.
The World Nobles, in particular, had been very satisfied with his service.
Yet he had never dreamed that the low-ranking marines he usually looked down on would pin him to the ground.
What utter humiliation!
"Shut up!" Third-Class Private Leon held a gun, its barrel shoved into Hughes's mouth.
He had long been displeased with these people.
Today, he had the perfect opportunity to teach them a good lesson.
Hughes whimpered and no longer dared to make a sound.
Just then, a squad of marines came over.
The marines in this squad wore Blue Sea Society badges on their chests, along with matching white gloves and high boots. They carried swords at their waists and walked with an imposing, superior air.
The Lieutenant Commander in the lead asked, "Have you found any suspicious people?"
"Nothing so far," answered Captain