Heal Them

The women around them, touched by this painful memory, all began to sob. Boa's sister wailed loudly; it was truly moving! Poor Tesoro, why did that fool gouge out his own eyes? Sandersonia, in particular, deeply regretted hitting Tesoro so hard.

"I see."

Miming found the high heel that had been used to manipulate Tesoro, and with a whoosh, jumped from the car onto Dice's back, put the golden high heel on Stella's feet, and then jumped back into the car, without delaying driving at all.

"It doesn't matter if it costs a lot of money, just get them cured," Miming instructed.

"However, the treatment costs could be really high," Cairns cautioned, "And people might gossip about it."

This isn't something that can be solved with a single, exorbitantly priced combat recovery serum. Such serums can greatly enhance human vitality and accelerate wound healing, but an ordinary person's body cannot withstand such a rapid metabolic rate. Moreover, no matter how powerful the serum is, it can't restore sight to a blind eye or restore an ordinary woman covered in scars to her original appearance. This woman clearly needs plastic surgery.

"Stabilize their injuries first, then get me the best medical team in the world." Miming said nonchalantly. "Don't talk to me about whether it's worth it or not. If everything can be measured in money, then there won't be any genuine smiles in this world, right? If anyone thinks I'm sympathizing with slaves and is making snide remarks, then I'll shut them up with a smile!"

"Yes, Saint Sanming!" All the agents around shouted in response.

"Hey, you're the same!" Miming said to the women Saint Charlos had kidnapped. "I'll process your departure from the Holy Land in a bit, but you'll face many challenges ahead. Deal them all with a smile!"

All the women cheered happily, Boa Sisters shouted in unison, "Master is so handsome!"

Many women were so excited at the thought of going home soon that they burst into tears. And for some women, their hearts, which had died, suddenly came back to life at this moment.

The entire night was filled with activity at Saint Jalmack's Son's mansion.

World Government officials came and changed the status of those "ladies" back to "outcasts," then sent them out of Mary Geoise according to the deportation procedures.

To be honest, the Boa Sisters were not at peace with seeing those women leave.

A year ago, they would have cried and begged Miming to send them away, but now they understand that from the moment they were branded as slaves on their backs, the possibility of leaving this Holy Land Mary Geoise openly and honestly was gone.

These kidnapped women were tragic, but compared to slaves like Stella, they were far luckier.

Soon, the World Government's best medical team was summoned to the mansion.

"Treating slaves? Humph!" The supervisor was actually a Celestial Dragons, with the same high topknot hairstyle, and wore a bubble hood to avoid infectious diseases.

"If it's Saint Sanming who's sick, then of course there's no problem. As for the slave's injuries, a veterinarian can handle it. Please don't humiliate this old man with such a matter."

Then these guys just walked away.

Miming felt so angry he could barely control himself, but there was nothing he could do; in Mary Geoise, there were no doctors who treated slaves.

"There's another way, Saint Sanming." Cairns rubbed his hands together, quickly coming up with a solution. "First, have the Three Armies Headquarters send a medical team to stabilize their injuries. Then, call Drum Island; it's a medical superpower, and they can perfectly heal these two's injuries, including their blindness. The only problem is that the newly enthroned King Wapol will demand exorbitant fees for lending out the ' Doctors 20 ' medical team, and the same goes for the World Government."

"Go ask her out."

A moment later, Cairns reported, "King Wapol has quoted 100 million Berry, including the cost of the medical team bringing surgical equipment. There are also some medical supplies that cannot be brought, which we will need to prepare ourselves."

"Give it to him," Saint Jalmack's Son said viciously. "I'll remember this kid!"

Then Miming called CP9 Commander Spandine: "Spandine, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

"Saint Sanming!" Spandine excitement. "How can you talk about discussing things with your subordinates? Just give orders!"

"Ugh, Wapol dared to demand 100 million Berry from me for medical expenses when I occasionally needed the Drum Kingdom's medical team. That really annoyed me. Besides, I'm very interested in the Drum Kingdom's medical technology. I'll secretly take it over. I feel this power needs to be in my own hands!"

Miming had a deep impression of the Drum Kingdom. It was originally a world-renowned medical power, but after the new king Wapol took the throne, he expelled all the doctors in the country, leaving only 20 doctors as his personal medical team, known as "Doctors 20". Citizens had to pay exorbitant medical fees if they needed to see a doctor. Everyone gets sick sometimes, Wapol used this method to control the people and act recklessly.

"Understood, Holy Lord Mindful ...

"Yes, the 100 million Berry are yours after it's all done."

"Ah! Serving the Saint Sanming See is my duty, how dare I talk about rewards? It's all for justice--!" Spandine hung up the phone and immediately arranged for his agents to intercept the hospital ship from Drum Island. The way he shouted "justice" made his CP9 agents feel that this time it was definitely for justice.

Two days later, the songstress named Stella opened her eyes; the room was pitch black.

Let's stay in the dungeon; we don't even know if it's day or night outside.

Stella only knew that when she was half-dead, she was defeated by Saint Charlos to another Celestial Dragons, and then she miraculously survived. Even dying was so difficult for her.

In the darkness, a voice suddenly asked, "Stella, can you hear me?"

Stella nodded, her body aching terribly, but it seemed she had already been treated.

"Now you and Tesoro are both my slaves," the arrogant voice asked. "As your new master, I can grant you one wish besides release or death. How about it? Do you want to see Tesoro? Or, do you want to live a better life? As long as Tesoro works hard, I can have your face healed."

"If I could, I would like to never see Tesoro again." Stella touched her burning face, knowing exactly what she looked like. "I don't want Tesoro to see me like this."

"Why? That guy's wish is to see you." Miming pressed the record button on the Den Den Mushi Den Den Mushi, and Tesoro's voice came through, with a very realistic expression.