An hour?
What did that mean...?
Fisher Tiger abruptly looked up in disbelief, his breathing quickening. Seeing that he had not responded, Noah assumed he was troubled and calmly asked again:
"Not enough time? Then I can try to find a way to buy you more..."
"It's enough, it's enough, Vice Admiral!"
Fisher Tiger waved his hands hurriedly, his lips trembling with excitement. He suddenly bent his knees, about to kneel in thanks, but Noah merely nodded slightly.
"Good. Then make the most of it. Turn around now."
With those words—
In the next instant, Noah transformed into a streak of azure lightning and shot into the sky, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
"H-He just left?"
The surrounding slaves stared blankly upward at the fading blue light.
"Big Brother Tiger..."
Some of the slower-witted youths had not quite processed it yet. One of them asked stupidly, "Does that mean Vice Admiral White Dragon is going to let us go?"
"Idiot, of course he is!"
The rabbit-eared girl beside him vigorously rubbed his head and burst into delighted laughter.
"That man has been my idol ever since I was little! I knew it! He would never do something like this for the World Government!"
The boy's head spun from being rubbed so hard, but he still did not quite dare believe it. He looked eagerly toward Fisher Tiger.
Only after Fisher Tiger smiled and nodded—
"Awesome!"
The boy could not help jumping three feet into the air, throwing up his arms in celebration.
"Whoo! We're really safe now! We've escaped completely! Dad! Mom! I can finally go home and see you!"
His cry was like a fuse. The once-silent deck instantly erupted into deafening cheers.
These pitiful people had only just escaped from hell. Ever since Noah had appeared