Randall went from full speed to a dead stop without making a sound.
Even with his Observation Haki active, Tesoro failed to notice him.
Only when Randall coughed softly did Tesoro realize someone was standing a short distance behind him.
Tesoro staggered in fright.
That was downright terrifying.
In other words, if Randall had wanted to kill him, he would already have been dead by the time he noticed!
But Tesoro immediately realized that, given Randall's strength, whether he attacked by surprise made no difference at all.
"M-Mr. Randall.
Is there something you need?"
Tesoro adopted an exceedingly humble posture.
He did not even dare straighten his back.
By then, Aequus and Christa had also walked up behind Randall.
Three pairs of eyes stared straight at Tesoro.
Cold sweat kept pouring down Tesoro's forehead and neck.
The longer they remained silent, the more frightened Tesoro became.
After a few seconds, Randall finally spoke.
"Tesoro, do you think you deserve to live?"
Tesoro suddenly felt that silence had actually been rather nice.
He had never heard anything so vicious in his life.
What did he mean, did I think I deserved to live?
Huh?
Someone explain that to me!
Was that something I could decide?
Silence settled over them.
Tesoro hesitated, then ventured:
"I think... I can live?"
After speaking, he studied Randall's expression.
But Randall's expression had not changed at all.
He had absolutely no idea where he stood.
Fortunately, Randall did not keep him waiting long.
Randall slowly began to speak.
"Tesoro, when you were young, you met a woman named Stella at a slave market.
You got to know each other through your shared interests, then fell in love.
You began desperately earning money, hoping to buy Stella.
But just as you saved up enough, the Celestial Dragons