"What are you doing blocking the entrance!" a slightly angry voice rang out from inside the auction house.
Diamante walked out, wearing a red cape and dressed like someone from a tribal society.
Everyone's expression changed. They knew the real authority had appeared. The gatekeepers clearly didn't have the power to make decisions, so anyone who wanted to enter would have to speak with someone who held some authority—and the man before them obviously fit the bill.
"Big brother, shouldn't we just leave? This guy looks like trouble!" a skinny, monkey-like young man whispered from within the crowd.
"What are you afraid of? There are so many people here. You know the law can't punish everyone, right? Don't worry. Just watch me!"
A fat man stepped forward and shouted, "The newspaper never said the requirements for entry would be this high. We've come all this way, so it wouldn't make sense not to go in, would it?"
"Right, brothers?" the fat man called out to the crowd.
His words struck a chord with many people. This auction didn't just have the Gold-Gold Fruit; it also offered various other fruits, as well as weapons and equipment. Its scale was considered impressive even in the New World. After all, Doflamingo had paid a huge price to make this auction happen.
"Yeah, exactly!" many people echoed.
They wanted to get inside without paying and stir up trouble.
Meanwhile, the big brother the skinny young man had mentioned was looking smugly at the silent Diamante.
He's wavering! the fat man rejoiced inwardly.
"You're trying to negotiate terms? How laughable!" Before anyone could react, a sword appeared in Diamante's hand.
"Sword—Snake Sword!"
The Western-style sword in Diamante's hand suddenly became as light and flexible as a strip of cloth, twisting like a snake.
Diamante's body