"Hmm... Even now, you still don't want to hand it over? You should know your life is in my hands now!!"
Phil raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by Disco's reckless, money-grubbing attitude. He asked again, his powerful aura suddenly intensifying, making Disco unsteady on his feet, his legs trembling, yet he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
"I truly don't know what you're talking about, sir. Are you asking for Devil Fruit? I'm sorry, it's not in my possession. You'd better leave here and search elsewhere; perhaps you'll find one there..."
Disco gritted his teeth, his legs trembling, and stubbornly said...
"Is that so? Then it seems I was too lenient. Fine, I'll let you experience a little hardship first, and then we'll see if you'll give in..."
brush...
Phil couldn't say anything more about his stubborn attitude, so he could only shut his mouth and try to get him to agree through his actions. After saying that, he One Flash to the side of Disco.
Thump...
"My lord, I've already said it, that Devil Fruit really isn't with me. Please, have mercy and look elsewhere!"
Disco was startled by Phil, and his body lurched backward, but he still refused to give in and continued to insist.
"Whether it's here or not, you don't need to tell me. I'll come and confirm it with you myself. Now, stand up..."
Phil shook his head, ignoring his words. Instead, he grabbed Disco by Disco collar, lifted him up, grinned, and looked him straight in the eye, his left fist clenched, ready to punch him.
"Ugh... no, please don't!! Please let me go, that thing really isn't on me..."
Disco's hands haphazardly entangled Phil's right hand, which was gripping his collar, while his legs kicked incessantly, trying to break free from Phil's Bind.
brush...
"I told you, whether it's on you or not, I'll check for myself. You don't need to struggle anymore..."
Thump...
No sooner had he finished speaking than Phil punched Disco in the face, smashing his nose so badly that blood gushed out.
"Cough cough... Ouch, that hurts! Damn it, let me go right now, or the young master will definitely not forgive you..."
At this point, Disco realized that Phil wasn't joking and was serious, so he switched to threatening tactics to scare Phil into letting him go.
"Hey... I already said that as long as you obediently hand over the Devil Fruit, I will naturally let you go. Now, not only do you refuse to reveal its whereabouts, but you also dare to threaten me. What an idiotic thing to do..."
Thump...
As he spoke, Phil punched Disco again, smashing his eye socket open and causing it to bleed.
"So, are you going to tell me now or not? If you don't, you'll never have another chance..."
Thump...
Phil threatened him, trying to get Disco to reveal the fruit's location, while simultaneously continuing to slap his face.
Thump...
Thump...
Thump...
"Waaaaah..."
Phil said that, but he showed no mercy with his hands, not giving him a chance to speak. As if venting his frustration, he kept hitting Disco's face, and Disco, the ruthless slave auctioneer, could only whimper under his powerful threat.
"Oh!! I never imagined I'd underestimated you. You have such guts, preferring death to admitting it. Fine then, to show my respect, let me treat you to a lesson with my proud fists, Mr. Disco!!"
Seeing that Disco could still hold on and not reveal the whereabouts of the thing even under the force of his punches, Phil couldn't help but respect his money-grubbing nature. He increased the force of his punches, and with each swing, he took away a few drops of blood or a few teeth with blood streaks flying off Disco.
"Waaaaah..."
At this moment, Disco's eyes became even more terrified when he looked at him. Just as he was about to throw another punch, Disco hurriedly waved his hands in front of him, as if to express something.
"Hmm... is there anything else you want to say, Mr. Disco? If not, then I'll continue..."
Seeing Disco's anxious expression, as if he wanted to say something, Phil stopped what he was doing and politely asked him.
"Waaaaah..."
Seeing that Phil had finally stopped, Disco quickly nodded and pointed at his right hand, whimpering.
"Oh... do you want me to put you down now? Fine, let me hear what else you have to say..."
Horan...
After saying that, Phil loosened his collar, and Disco suddenly fell to the ground, rubbing his buttocks with one hand and covering the wound on his face with the other. A hint of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly recovered and looked at him ingratiatingly.
"What's wrong? Just say what you have to say, or don't blame me for continuing to be rude to you..."
Seeing that he didn't seem ready to explain the whole situation, Phil spoke up to remind him.
"Uh... hehehe... yes, yes, please forgive my rudeness earlier. What you requested is right here, sir. I'll get it for you right away..."
Upon hearing this, Disco's face stiffened, and he quickly stood up and flattered Phil, then reached into a corner behind him and pulled out a treasure box, which he opened and presented to Phil.
"Hmm... that's it, bring it to me..."
Phil looked up at the fruit in the treasure box, and after confirming that it was correct, nodded and gave him instructions.
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get it right away!"
As he spoke, Disco bowed his head and respectfully presented the treasure box to him as if it were a precious offering.
"Very good... So this is Devil Fruit? Let me try a bite and see what it tastes like."
Phil picked it up from the treasure box, examined it carefully, and then brought it to his mouth.
Crack...
Phil opened his mouth and took a bite, juice splattering everywhere, but he remained oblivious and continued chewing. Just as he was about to swallow, an extremely disgusting taste spread from the tip of his tongue to every nerve in his body, causing Phil's face to contort. He suppressed his nausea and swallowed it all down with a gulp.
"Ugh... what a disgusting smell! Just like the rumors say, it's worse than shit, although I've never eaten it..."
After the extremely disgusting and Despair smell subsided, Phil finally came to his senses and began to complain.
"Hehehe, ugh... Devil Fruit are supposed to be like this, they're really awful. It's quite impressive that you recovered so quickly, sir..."
Disco said this, but in his heart he was heartbroken and resentful. Such a valuable item had been ruined by this unreasonable guy, which made him both heartbroken and resentful, but he dared not express it.
Turning our attention back to the auction hall, while Sabo and Jessicano were fighting, one of the remaining swordsmen from the noble and merchant side took advantage of the chaos to approach Eriksen, kneeling down on one knee before him and pleading.
"Your name is Lord Eriksen, right? I'm sure you know that if we lose, we'll all face certain death. So please, use all your trump cards, or you won't live to enjoy this..."
The swordsman was a clever man. He had already realized the power of Eriksen's ability—the ability to make everyone forget their cowardice and fight for him. This made him think that Eriksen's abilities might be more than that, so he took advantage of the chaos to run up to him and ask him to use all his abilities on him.
"Yes, you're right. My abilities are indeed more than that. The Paramecia Bewitchment Fruit not only allows me to bewitch minds and manipulate bodies, but its greatest power lies in unleashing all my potential to become stronger. I've decided to use it on you now. I hope you can withstand the physical pain that comes with such immense power!"
Seeing the swordsman kneeling before him, begging him to use all his trump cards, Eriksen thought for a moment and then decided to use his ability on the swordsman.
As he finished speaking, a green light emerged from his hand and floated into the swordsman's body.
Thump... thump... thump...
As if stimulated by something, the swordsman's body pounded with a powerful heartbeat, and then his muscles bulged so much that they burst through his clothes, revealing him to everyone.