The little guy heard the screams coming from around him and his body visibly trembled. It was unclear whether he was frightened by the sound or almost suffocated by Rebecca.
Seeing that the little guy was restless again, Rebecca increased the pressure on his head.
"Don't move, it'll be over soon!" Rebecca said softly, comforting the little guy whose face was turning red from holding it in.
Vic deliberately waited for the henchmen to shout before making his move; otherwise, they might have been sent to paradise—no, to hell—before they even had a chance to utter a sound.
Soon a group of people rushed out of the house. Vic had anticipated that the shouts would attract the people inside, saving him the trouble of going in to search.
The pitiful screams were very effective; almost everyone inside came out. When they saw the corpses of their underlings scattered all over the ground, the leader turned green with rage.
"Who are you people, and why did you kill my men?" the leader demanded.
This was a man with long blond hair, not very tall or strong, even shorter Vic. His narrow eyes were exceptionally bright, and a scar on his face added to his fierce appearance. He wore a red suit underneath, and a pink feather cloak on his back.
"You know Doflamingo?" Vic asked with amusement. His outfit was almost identical to Doflamingo's, except he lacked Doflamingo's aura.
"Am I asking you or are you asking me? You're so clueless. Doflamingo is my idol. He'll unify the entire Underworld sooner or later. He'll be the king of the Underworld, and I'll definitely follow him then!" Rag's face became very devout, full of longing.
"I advise you not to go and join Doflamingo?" Vic said solemnly, his face serious.
"Why?" Rag, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his face.
"Because if you go there like that, he'll kill you the moment he sees you, he definitely won't do it a second time!" Vic said seriously.
"No, Doflamingo won't kill me. I'm very strong. I can help him. I'm Logia Snow-Snow Devil Fruit User. I'm very strong!" Rag said, creating snowflakes as he spoke, causing the surrounding temperature to drop.
Vic was speechless. What kind of luck was this? He'd run into another Logia Fruit user. He really had a connection with the Donquixote Family. Monet's Snow-Snow Fruit must have come from him, right? And he said he wouldn't kill him. I bet he's going to die a horrible death.
Vic turned to look at the little guy in Rebecca's arms, whose face was flushed red. He knew he couldn't wait any longer, or Rebecca would really suffocate him. Oh, poor child!
Vic vanished from the spot. Before Rag and the others could even see clearly, Vic had already appeared behind them and entered the courtyard. Rag and the others at the courtyard gate had no idea how Vic got there.
Vic sheathed his sword without even glancing at it a second time. "Logia? That's terrifying. I'm outta here!" Vic went straight into the house, ready to rescue the victims inside.
"Boss, where is he?" one of the henchmen asked.
"I heard footsteps behind me, could they have gone inside?" one of the henchmen replied.
Hearing someone behind them was unacceptable; what if they were ambushed? Everyone prepared to turn around and check.
If they hadn't looked, it wouldn't have been a problem, as their bodies were still barely together. But when they turned around, things took a turn for the worse. Their lower body didn't move, but their upper body slid off to the side and fell to the ground, gushing out a large amount of blood.
"I'm Logia! Why is this happening...?" These were Rag's last words, and his henchmen beside him didn't utter a single word.
Rebecca looked at the many corpses that had been diagonally cut in half, their intestines and internal organs scattered everywhere, and felt nauseous. She quickly jumped over the corpses, and only released the little one's head from her arms after Rebecca entered the house.
The little guy immediately placed his two little hands on Rebecca's chest, moving his head further away from Rebecca chest, and gasped for air. His face turned bright red; he felt that if he didn't breathe oxygen for another two seconds, he would definitely die.
Rebecca was a little confused by the little guy's behavior. Was it because she had avenged his family? There was no need for him to be so excited. He looked like he was about to have a stroke. Don't blow your little head out, little guy!
By this time, Vic had broken all the chains in the rooms and gathered everyone in the hall.
" Rebecca, keep an eye on them and don't let them get lost. I'm going to find food for these human traffickers so everyone can eat their fill before we leave."
Before Rebecca could react, Vic headed toward the place where he had spotted the food storage using his Observation Haki.
The adults in the hall were a bit better; they weren't too afraid of Rebecca. Most of them were women, and they were all quite good-looking.
There were no adult men found here. This world isn't very fair to men either; they're generally not good-looking. The rest of the people are still children. They're a little afraid of Rebecca and are hiding behind the adults.
"Don't be afraid, we're from the Navy, here to rescue you. My comrades have gone to find food. Once you've eaten, we'll leave this place together!"
Rebecca smiled; she was naturally very approachable, and now that she had a child they knew in her arms, the children's fear lessened considerably.
Vic returned quickly, carrying a large, bulging white cloth bag on his back.
Vic walked to the Great Round Table in the center of the hall and swept all the bottles of alcohol that the human traffickers had been drinking from onto the floor.
Then he placed the large cloth bag in the center of the table, loosened the opening, and the cloth slid down the edge of the round table, revealing a small mountain of food inside. There was plenty of food, more than enough for everyone.
Without saying a word, Vic picked out a large piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Ever since the white cloth was lowered, the hall had been filled with the rumbling of stomachs. Everyone was looking at the mountain of food and drooling as they watched Vic eat meat.
" Vic, what are you doing? Why are you eating first? They're all still hungry!" Rebecca was a little annoyed when she saw Vic eating alone, but Vic just smiled and didn't reply.
"Don't just stand there, line up and get your food. You adults, make arrangements!" Vic said to the group of adult girls.
Hearing Vic's words and seeing the meat in Vic hand, they put aside their doubts and knew that they would be able to eat as well.
However, they did not fight over the food. Instead, they lined up under the organization of several older girls, with the younger girls going first to get the food. The older girls were at the back of the line.
Vic finished the meat in his hand in a few bites, leaving no more meat on the table. After finishing the meat, Vic began distributing food. He distributed it quickly and didn't give anyone too much. Soon everyone had received their food, and there was still quite a bit left on the table.