The dark side of Sabaody Archipelago always follows the most primitive law of the jungle and the strong.
Those local snakes whose arms were casually destroyed by Rain using Finger Pistol, after seeing the monster-like inhuman power, understood the reality very wisely. In order to save the other arm and their own lives, they spinelessly acted as Rain's eyes and ears in Illegal Area.
Rain gave them only one task, to use all underground connections to find an old man with wavy white hair, round-rimmed glasses, and a wine bottle on his waist.
Three days later.
In the dim underground warehouse, Rain was sitting with his upper body bare and cross-legged on the bluestone slab with his eyes closed. There were faint gray-white stone skin and dark red light flashing alternately on his body surface. The internal repair of "Life Return" had reached a critical stage of balance.
"Bang bang bang."
The heavy iron door of the warehouse was knocked cautiously.
"Come in." Rain slowly exhaled a mouthful of hot turbid air, and the strange phenomena on the surface of the body instantly converged into the body.
The iron door was pushed open a crack, and the gangster who once took the lead got in, sweating profusely, not even daring to breathe. He glanced at the terrifying ravine cut by "Rankyaku" on the ground, swallowed, and lowered his head respectfully.
"Boss... Boss, we have an idea of the person you asked us to inquire about." The gangster reported flatteringly, "We followed the path of several slave hunters. This morning, there was a white-haired old man who exactly matched your description. He went to the largest 'Human Auctioning House' in the No. 1 mangrove area and sold himself as a slave!"
Rain put on a dark gray cloak, and a hint of understanding flashed in his dark eyes.
Sure enough, this old guy has no money to drink again.
"When is he scheduled to be auctioned?"
"It's the regular show this afternoon!" The gangster quickly replied, "Because he is just a bad old man who seems to have no energy. The venue owner Disco is not even interested in publicity. He just set a low price and plans to get rid of it."
"Good job."
Rain casually grabbed two rolls of Beli banknotes with a face value of ten thousand from the cash box next to them, and threw them at the gangster's feet. "This is your errand fee. Now, get out and don't let me see you again."
The gangster felt like he was being pardoned, so he picked up the money with great gratitude and crawled out of the warehouse.
Rain put the remaining Beli into his suitcase and carried it in his hand. As a hunter who had killed eighty-five million pirates alone and robbed Commodore's private vault in G-2 Fortress, he now had an astonishing amount of cash in his hand. It was more than enough to go to the auction house and buy an "unwanted old man."
No. 1 GR, Human Auctioning House.
The huge dome building was brightly lit, and the stepped auditorium was filled with masked nobles, fat-bellied wealthy businessmen, and some pirates trying to recruit cheap labor here.
The air is filled with the smell of high-end perfume mixed with cigars, but under the cover of this luxury, there is a disgusting decadence and cruelty.
Rain was sitting in an inconspicuous corner in the back row of the venue, with a dark gray hood covering most of his face, quietly observing the situation inside the venue. The evil here was shocking, and the environment here was uncomfortable.
"The next product is a bit older, but it is definitely hard-working! It would also be great to buy for cleaning the yard and scrubbing the deck!"
In the center of the stage, the auction owner Disco, who was wearing an exaggerated suit, was holding a microphone and loudly selling. As the curtain opened, a white-haired old man wearing an explosive collar was led out by the guards.
The old man wore a shabby cloak and round glasses. Even though there was a bomb collar hanging around his neck that could kill him at any time, he did not panic at all. Instead, he sat on the stage carelessly, took out the metal flask from his waist, and took a sip of wine as if no one else was watching.
"Pluton" Silbaz·Rayleigh.
Seeing that face that still showed calmness even under the erosion of the years, the corners of Rain's mouth raised slightly. Found it.
"What's there to buy from a bad old man!" "He looks like he's going to die of old age. Do you have to give him a life after buying it? Hurry up and change it to another one!" "We want to see a young and beautiful woman, or the strong Fish-Man!"
A burst of extremely dissatisfied boos erupted from the audience. In this population black market that sells youth and strength, there is obviously no market for an old man.
Disco on the stage wiped his sweat in embarrassment and could only bang the gavel. "The starting price is one hundred thousand Beli! Is there any boss who is willing to take him away?"
There was silence in the venue, and no one was willing to raise a sign. Rayleigh sat on the stage and even yawned out of boredom.
"One hundred thousand Beli, first time..." Disco sighed and prepared to pass the auction.
At this moment, in the dark corner of the back row, a dry and calm voice sounded unhurriedly.
"Fifty thousand Beli."
The eyes of the whole audience gathered in an instant. People looked at the man in a dark gray cloak in surprise, as if they were looking at a fool. Although half a million Beli is not much, but spending so much money to buy an old man is purely because he is full.
Rayleigh on the stage also raised his head slightly, looked through the crowd through the thick lenses, and landed on Rain. The originally cloudy and lazy eyes flickered imperceptibly when they touched the calm black eyes under Rain's hood.
"Five... five hundred thousand Beli! The gentleman in the back row bids five hundred thousand Beli!" Disco was afraid that Rain would regret it, so he spoke very quickly and dropped the gavel, "Fifty million Beli three times! Deal! This old gentleman is yours!"
Half an hour later, in the handover room behind the auction venue.
Rain threw half a million Beli in cash on the table. After the staff at the venue counted everything correctly, they handed over a brass key and a detonation remote control with a smile on their faces.
"Sir, here are his collar keys and remote control. If you feel he is disobedient, you can press the button and blow up his head at any time."
Rain took the key, ignored the chatter of the staff, and walked straight into the iron fence area where the slaves were kept.
In a single cell in the deepest part, Rayleigh was sitting cross-legged on a pile of hay, looking at Rain who walked to the cell door with a smile.
"Oh my god, I thought it would be a beautiful and kind-hearted lady who would buy me out of kindness." Rayleigh took a sip of wine, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "I didn't expect it would be a young man who exudes a dangerous aura. You've lost a lot of money Beli buying this old bone from me for 500,000 Beli."
Rain looked at the legendary pirate through the iron fence, casually crushed the remote control that could detonate the collar into a ball of crushed plastic slag, and then threw the brass key into the cell.
The key drew a parabola in mid-air and landed accurately next to Rayleigh's wine bottle.
"If you can buy Pirate King's right wrist for such a small amount of money, no one in this sea will refuse."