Sabaody's bubbles drifted among the mangrove trees, while shafts of sunlight filtered through and cast prismatic shadows.
Gild Tesoro, dressed in luxurious clothes and accessories, exuded an aura of confidence and power from his expression to his muscles. He studied Conrad and Baby-5 with great interest.
"Are you two siblings? How interesting. Want to consider joining my Gran Tesoro Fleet? Become my subordinates?"
Conrad's eyes narrowed. "Have you seen a red-haired woman? Tall, with a very sexy figure?"
Tesoro laughed flamboyantly. "Hahaha, I've seen plenty of those. I see them every day."
"Her name is Baccarat."
"Unfortunately, no. I only remember a dancer named Barbara." Tesoro waved a hand and shook his head, a wicked grin on his face. "Are you looking for a relative? Disappearing in a place like this is very dangerous..."
Conrad sized him up. People in this world—especially Devil Fruit users—were difficult to judge by appearances alone, but Tesoro had not yet eaten his fruit.
And at this very auction, Tesoro would snatch the finale item—the Gold-Gold Fruit—from the Donquixote Family.
The original story had not explained exactly how he did it. Conrad's top priority was to pick up Robin, and before that, he had no desire to stir up more trouble.
His expression darkened as he asked bluntly, "Do you want to overthrow the Celestial Dragons?"
"Haha, overthrow the Celest—" Tesoro's habitual confident smile instantly froze. He stared at Conrad, his eyes filled with terror.
This was the deepest secret buried in his heart. How did this man in front of him know?
To conceal his identity, he had undergone a complete makeover from head to toe. Even acquaintances from his past—his own mother included—would never have recognized him.
Like many homeless children in the pirate world, Tesoro had suffered a tragic past.
His father