He had drawn the Pentagram Magic Circle himself, so of course he knew it possessed a teleportation function.
Dimon fell into thought and immediately extended a hand into the center of the magic circle.
There was nothing on the other side. Empty.
"Without matching coordinates, there's no telling where it would teleport me... I need to leave magic circles elsewhere before I can travel between them."
With a wave of his hand, Dimon dismissed the Pentagram Magic Circle. It was a useful skill. He could leave one at home, making it easier to return to the Elixir of Immortality Bar later.
Besides that...
With a thought, pitch-black Demon Power erupted, winding around Dimon like threads and wisps of silk, covering his entire body and leaving only his eyes exposed.
His wings snapped once, and Dimon skimmed across the sea. His supersonic flight tore through the air, and as he flew close to the surface, he cut through the ocean like a sharp blade.
"Now this is exhilarating!"
In high spirits, Dimon flew for a long while before quietly returning.
In Demon Form, his combat power was far greater than in human form, and it would grow stronger as he did.
"It really is a growth-type skill!"
After testing his new skill, Dimon happily released his transformation.
The next day.
"Abel, watch the bar while I'm gone. If any customers come by, tell them I'm out. If they want drinks, have them bring Devil Fruits to trade."
"Understood, Lord Dimon."
After giving his subordinate a few instructions, Dimon headed out for a stroll.
It was time to find a new target. It had to be a pirate who possessed both Armament Haki and Observation Haki.
If they also had Conqueror's Haki, that would be perfect!
He currently had 100 Demon Points, three-quarters of a bottle of Elixir of Immortality, and one immortality injection.
"A pirate like that would have a bounty of at least a hundred million. Wanted posters alone won't do. I need to find them in person and test them before I'll know for sure."
With that in mind, Dimon ambled down the street.
He was in no rush. The Sea King he had devoured a few days ago had yet to be fully digested. He was only scouting potential targets in advance.
As he walked, he unknowingly arrived at Shakky's bar.
Even in the morning, the place was quite lively. A crowd of pirates had gathered in front of the bar, going wild.
"Miss Shakky, I love you!"
"Shakky, can I take a picture with you?"
"If I can drink Shakky's liquor, I can die without regrets!"
Shakky stood before the bar, wearing a reserved smile as she faced her eager fans.
She clapped her hands, signaling everyone to quiet down. "Everyone, please listen to me."
"Shut your mouths! Can't you hear Shakky wants to speak?" someone shouted.
The scene instantly fell silent, and they all became as obedient as trained dogs.
Dimon: "..."
At the back of the crowd, Dimon truly had no words for the scene before him.
Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder.
"Morning, Dimon~"
Dimon turned around and found Stussy. This woman made no sound when she walked. She had scared the life out of him.
"Morning... What is she doing?"
"You mean Shakky?" Stussy blinked. "Who knows? I was just passing by. I only came over because it looked lively."
Shakky had not noticed the two of them. Once the pirates had quieted down, she spoke gently.
"There's something I'd like to ask of everyone. I want a Devil Fruit. Any kind will do."
"I'll pay 100 million Beli for it. On top of that, I'll give you a gift: a permanent free drinking pass. You won't have to queue, and you can come to the bar anytime!"
"I'm usually very busy, so I can only rely on all of you for this~"
Shakky clasped her hands together, freely displaying her charm.
The pirates clearly fell for it. Hearts practically appeared in their eyes.
"Ohhh, a Devil Fruit? Leave it to me, Shakky!"
"Don't worry, Miss Shakky! I'll definitely find you a Devil Fruit!"
"Shakky, can I skip the drinking pass and the money? Can you give me your panties instead? The ones you've worn."
"That bastard is spouting nonsense! Shakky belongs to everyone! Get him!"
Quite a few people fixed their eyes on the perverted pirate who had spoken. They started fighting at the slightest disagreement, completely disregarding the bar's rules.
Dimon silently backed away a distance so he would not get caught up in it.
He looked closely at the panty guy, wondering whether this person was named Brook...
Stussy also retreated a few steps, then sighed faintly. "Why does nobody want mine? One pair of worn panties in exchange for a Devil Fruit would be such a good deal!"
"You look very ladylike, but what you said was a little violent." Dimon could not help but comment.
"Thank you for the compliment~" Stussy's eyes sparkled as she smiled sweetly.
That wasn't a compliment... Dimon was truly speechless.
Shakky looked rather helplessly at the fighting pirates. Just as she was about to speak up and stop the disturbance, a voice suddenly drowned out everything else.
"As for a Devil Fruit, I happen to have one!"
In an instant, all the pirates stopped moving and looked toward the source of the voice.
Dimon and Stussy could not help turning around as well.
A group of pirates was walking toward them. They carried themselves with extraordinary presence, and the face of their leader was especially famous.
"It's the Roger Pirates!" someone cried out.
"Another legendary pirate crew! Roger, can we take a picture with you?"
"Can I get an autograph?"
As though a major celebrity had appeared, many pirates seemed to have seen their idol and looked excited.
Not even Rocks received this kind of treatment. Perhaps it was because Rocks was often seen around here.
Dimon asked in surprise, "Roger? How do they dare land on this island? Isn't this Rocks' territory?"
Stussy crossed one arm over her chest and rested the other hand against her cheek. "This isn't their first time. Oh, and Roger is one of Shakky's admirers too."
As they spoke, the Roger Pirates had already drawn close. The pirates automatically made way for them.
With a rose clamped between his teeth, Roger walked up to Shakky and offered her the flower, saying affectionately:
"Shakky, please accept it!"
"Thank you, but I don't need the flower."
Facing her admirer, Shakky smiled as usual. "You said you have a Devil Fruit?"
"We happened to snatch it from another pirate crew on the way here." Roger turned to someone beside him. "Gaban, you have the fruit, right? Hurry and bring it over. I want to give it to Shakky."
The man called Gaban was tall and powerfully built, with a black ponytail and round sunglasses.
He wore a helpless expression as he watched his captain embarrass himself.
"Are you sure, Roger?"
As he spoke, Gaban tossed the package in his hand to Roger.
Roger caught it, immediately opened it, and took out the Devil Fruit inside. Then, full of anticipation, he handed it to Shakky.
"Shakky, come aboard my ship!"
"Thank you for the Devil Fruit. I'll give you the money and drinking pass later, but I can't board your ship. I've retired. I'm no longer a pirate."
Shakky smiled and shook her head.
Seeing this, Dimon was completely speechless. Simp. Another simp. Even Roger was a simp.
What was wrong with this world? The Great Oppression Era was terrifying!
Suddenly.
Holding the fruit she had just received, Shakky walked toward Dimon.
"This is for you, Dimon. As agreed, I can drink your liquor now, right?" Shakky asked with a smile.
A hero's origins did not matter, and neither did a fruit's source.
Dimon nodded and was just about to take it. "Sure. Come to my bar tonight, and I'll have it ready..."
Before he could finish, Dimon already sensed intense hostility.
With a glance, he saw Roger glaring at him as though he were looking at a romantic rival.
"Who are you? What is your relationship with Shakky!?"
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