You two are asking for a beating

The battle at Sabaody had yielded a great many pirate captives, some of whom became new slaves, replenishing the severely depleted slave market in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

Miming had little sympathy for these people. He had captured them himself, and not one was a good person. They were all murderers. If criminals weren't used as slaves, innocent people would suffer instead. In that case, he might as well let the criminals pay for their crimes this way.

"I heard you caught these fellows yourself, Brother Miming?" Saint Charlos glanced at the people behind Miming. "Those ones too?"

Shalria snorted. "These new slaves don't look like much. Where are your Boa Sisters? You treated them so well, and they still ran away, didn't they? They burned down your palace and ran away! Hahaha! Your precious little slaves burned down your house! Hahaha!"

Miming frowned. "You two are asking for a beating?"

"Scary, so scary!" Saint Charlos deliberately put on a frightened expression, yet kept bouncing around. Seeing Miming's face twitch with anger while he could do nothing about it, the siblings doubled over with laughter.

"Brother Miming, here in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, the only people still willing to have anything to do with you are us and the Gorosei," Shalria declared haughtily. "Everyone says the Bird Family is just like the Donquixote Homing Family now. Your house is still a construction site. Nobody can even live there. My poor brother, reduced to staying in a hotel!"

Saint Charlos asked magnanimously, "Would you like us to lend you some slaves and servants? Then you could entertain your fiancée and King Cobra in time without looking too shabby."

At that, the two doubled over with laughter again.

"No need to concern yourselves." Miming's face darkened. "I'm not