Roy's voice wasn't loud, but in the silent warehouse, every word was as clear as a nail, driven into the hearts of those slaves.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here to save you."
The little mermaid girl with long blue hair raised her head, her golden fishtail trembling slightly in the cage.
She looked at the dark-haired man—he had just tossed the Celestial Dragons aside like trash, his movements clean and efficient, his eyes as calm as if he were dealing with a disobedient pet.
That's Celestial Dragons.
Descendants of the Creator.
Celestial Dragons.
A being who can mobilize the Marine Admiral with just a single sentence.
This person can hit you when they want, and throw you away when they want.
Shyarly's eyes reddened.
It wasn't out of fear, but because she saw in those calm eyes something she had never seen before in the slave market.
It's not pity, not charity, but a matter-of-fact, unconditional "I'm here to save you."
The others in the cage gradually realized what was happening.
The Mink Tribe warrior—a wolf youth with snow-white fur, his hands bound by Seastone shackles—struggled to raise his head and look at Roy.
A light gradually shone in those amber eyes.
All eyes were on Roy — the Longarm Tribe craftsman, the Dwarf Tribe girl, and the two Kuja warriors who had been photographed.
It was a complex look in her eyes, a mixture of hope and disbelief.
"You... you must leave now!"
The one who spoke was the Mink Tribe warrior; his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper scraping an iron plate.
" The Celestial Dragons... the Celestial Dragons have been attacked! The Marine Admiral are on their way! If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!"
"Yes! Let's go!"
Shyarly panicked, gripping the cage bars with both hands, her golden fish tail frantically pounding against the bottom of the cage.
"You've already saved us enough! Don't worry about us, run!"
"My benefactor, let's go quickly!"
" The Celestial Dragons ' revenge is no joke!"
The slaves in the cages started shouting all at once.
They were the ones being rescued, yet they were desperately urging Roy to run away.
Because they knew all too well what it meant to take action against the Celestial Dragons on this vast ocean.
That's something more terrifying than death.
Roy looked at them, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"It's too late."
He said it so casually, as if he were just saying the weather was nice today.
But everyone understood.
From the moment he attacked the Celestial Dragons, the option of "escape" was no longer available.
Or rather, he never intended to run from the beginning.
Roy raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly curled.
The Telekinesis transformed into invisible claws, simultaneously gripping the bars of all the cages.
"Squeak--Crunch!"
A piercing metallic clanging sound emanated simultaneously from more than a dozen cages.
The alloy railings were like paper in the face of Roy's Telekinesis, with gaps wide enough for a person to be torn open.
The little mermaid girl was stunned.
The Mink Tribe warriors were stunned.
All the slaves were stunned.
They looked down at the Seastone shackles binding them—the chains that had stripped them of all power—which, at the same moment, were shattered from within by Telekinesis and crashed to the ground.
"What are you all standing there for?" Roy turned around. "Come out."
The little Fish-Man was the first to move.
Her fishtail bounced off the ground, and she leaped out of the cage.
The moment she landed, she braced herself with her hands on the ground, her fishtail glowing faintly under the warehouse lights, and bowed deeply to Roy.
"My benefactor... Thank you so much, my benefactor!"
The Mink Tribe warrior followed closely behind, kneeling on one knee with his right paw pressed against his chest. " Mink Tribe warrior, Wolfgang, remember this life-saving grace!"
Longarm Tribe craftsmen, Dwarf Tribe girls, Kuja warriors... one after another, they emerged from the cages and bowed their heads to Roy.
Roy waved his hand. "Don't thank me yet. Let's get out of here alive first."
He turned to look at Jinbe and Elder Nyon.
Jinbe understood, strode over to Shyarly, knelt down, and his honest face was full of self-reproach. " Lily, I'm sorry, I'm late."
The mermaid girl Lily shook her head, tears finally falling. " Jinbe... I... I shouldn't have surfaced to play..."
"It's not your fault."
Jinbe's voice was soft, but firm.
"It's my fault, I didn't protect you well."
He reached out and picked Lily up from the ground, then turned to look at Roy and bowed deeply.
" Captain Roy, I am deeply grateful. If there is ever any need for me on Fish-Man Island, I will be there Jinbe cost of my life."
Elder Nyon also helped the two Kuja Warriors to their feet.
The two female soldiers were wounded, but their eyes remained defiant.
They looked at Roy, their eyes reddening, but they didn't cry. The female warriors of Amazon Lily would rather bleed than shed tears.
The Hancock Sisters ran over and helped the two female warriors.
Hancock looked up at Roy's retreating figure, her eyes filled with a fervent adoration more intense than ever before.
She had witnessed the entire scene from beginning to end.
Lord Roy's way of dealing with the Celestial Dragons was not hatred or anger, but a thorough, deep-seated indifference.
He didn't care about being Celestial Dragons.
They didn't care about the Marine Admiral's retaliation.
They don't care about the wrath of World Government.
He only cared about one thing—he had promised to save people, and he was determined to do so.
This is what a true powerhouse is.
This is the person Boa Hancock wants to follow.
"Lord Roy..."
Hancock clenched her fists, her eyes filled with determination.
Just then--
"Bang!"
On the wall in the corner of the warehouse, a stone slab suddenly shattered.
Amidst the flying debris, a CP Agent embedded in the wall pressed a concealed button with trembling right arm.
His hand immediately fell limp, and he lost consciousness.
But that button had already been pressed.
Almost at the same moment--
"Woo--woo--woo--"
A piercing alarm blared simultaneously from every corner of the auction hall!
The red alarm lights flashed wildly, turning the entire building a blood-red color.
Several Den Den Mushi on the warehouse ceiling—those silent Surveillance Den Den Mushi disguised as decorative lights—simultaneously opened their eyes.
This means that everything that just happened in the warehouse has already been teleported somewhere.
Roy looked up at the Den Den Mushi and his eyes narrowed slightly.
He genuinely didn't notice the Den Den Mushi disguised as lamps.
But so what if we find out?
From the very beginning, he had no intention of doing this secretly.
at the same time.
On the top floor of the auction house, in an extremely luxurious office.
The owner of the Golden City Auction House, Genos Drake, an obese middle-aged man, was slumped in a leather chair, his face as pale as a sheet.
The monitor screen in front of him was divided into more than a dozen images.
On the central screen, everything that happened in the warehouse was being played out clearly.
The Celestial Dragons was grabbed by the neck and thrown out.
The bubble headgear shattered.
The Celestial Dragons collapsed to the ground, his crotch soaked.
Every image was like a hammer, slamming into Drake's heart.