Chapter 118

A ten-story building is considered a rare sight in the Blue Sea.

The base features six marble columns with smooth shafts and simple capitals, supporting the brick and stone eaves above.

A wide glass door is installed between the pillars. The door is tall and open, with a brass frame. The glass is clear, reflecting the shadows of people in front of it.

A plaque hangs on one side of the main entrance, bearing the words "Tesoro Bank".

Even though it was already night, the bank was still doing brisk business.

On the top floor of this impressive building, in a spacious office spanning nearly a hundred square meters, a tall man stood by the glass curtain wall, swirling a glass of red wine in his hand and a cigar in his mouth.

He was dressed in a flashy pink suit, his green hair was slicked back, all ten of his fingers were covered in gold rings, and his ears were adorned with gold studs and clip-on earrings—he was dressed like a complete nouveau riche.

"Lord Tesoro!"

An excited female voice came from behind, "Loans and deposits have both increased compared to yesterday! Our reputation has been completely established!"

A very tall, Red Hair woman strode closer, her high heels, several centimeters long, clicking crisply against the gleaming floor.

"At this rate, it won't be long before they surpass Du Feld's loan sharking company!"

"Isn't this just common sense?"

The green-haired man turned around, a pair of star-shaped sunglasses perched on his nose, a cigar dangling from his lips, and a haughty smile playing on his lips.

"Loan sharking? In the end, it's something that can't be brought to the table."

"That guy, Du Feld, doesn't know how to make money, let alone how to spend it. Let me teach him how lending and investing work!" Gilder Tesoro sneered.

"Of course, Lord Tesoro!"

The red-haired woman, Baccarat, looked at the man before her with adoration, "You are the one who will become the King of the World!"

"King of the World?"

Tesoro smirked, then burst into laughter. "That's right! Baccarat! I will be the King of the World who shakes the world with money and ultimately dominates it all!"

By then, I'll be able to get revenge for you, Stella!

Gilder Tesoro is thirty-three years old.

He loves music and gold, and dreams of becoming the world's number one superstar, and ultimately, the world's King of the World!

A very courageous young man.

"However, Lord Tesoro,"

Secretary Baccarat frowned slightly. "Won't Du Feld be driven to desperation?"

What kind of trouble can he stir up?

Tesoro sneered, "Underworld tycoons? Ha, the weak are the weak. Besides wealth, violence is also an indispensable part."

Du Feld may be richer than he is now, but that old man has no power to do anything to him.

"But Lord Tesoro,"

Baccarat continued, "It's said that Du Feld has a close personal relationship with that Big Mom. Could he be using the Charlotte Family's influence...?"

Even though he had complete faith in Lord Tesoro's power, that was still Big Mom, one of the World's Strongest!

Do pirates even have any sense of honor?

Tesoro scoffed, "Even a monster like Big Mom can be swayed by self-interest. If we can bring her greater benefits, she will abandon Du Feld and become our friend."

"I see."

Baccarat looked at Tesoro with adoration.

As expected of Lord Tesoro, truly a master strategist!

Baccarat's eyes widened suddenly.

"Lord Tesoro!"

"What's wrong, Baccarat?"

Tesoro was puzzled; what had happened to his most trusted subordinate?

"Behind you! Lord Tesoro, behind you!"

Baccarat practically screamed as she spoke.

Later?

Tesoro suddenly turned around, and then his heart skipped a beat.

Outside the glass curtain wall, a figure silently flapped its wings and floated on the outside.

"You bastard, who are you—"

Tesoro was so startled that he involuntarily Return a few steps back, his pupils contracting slightly.

But he immediately recognized the person's identity.

Brown skin, white hair, black wings, and flames burning fiercely behind his head!

"World's people? Those Lunarian Tribe?"

Outside the glass curtain wall, Luna, who had come from afar, carefully examined Tesoro. The woman, who was usually expressionless, nodded almost imperceptibly.

You didn't pick the wrong person.

She raised her hand and shattered the glass, then flapped her wings and flew into the spacious office.

"Hey, hey, hey, what does this mean?"

After a brief moment of shock and panic, anger began to rise from the depths of Tesoro's heart. Even if you are World's men, there is no reason to barge into his territory like this.

"Why did World send you here? Don't you owe me an explanation?"

"Gilde Tesoro,"

Luna calmly looked at the furious Tesoro. "Du Feld said you were in his way, so my master sent me to handle this."

"What?"

Tesoro barely suppressed his anger, and he spoke incredulously, "Du Feld?"

Is Du Feld still in contact with World's gang?

So they asked World for help?

Since that's the case!

How much money did Du Feld give you?

Tesoro sneered, "I can help you earn double."

Those who can be persuaded by Du Feld are, in the end, nothing more than slaves controlled by money!

However, Luna seemed not to have heard Tesoro at all, and calmly said, "Gilde Tesoro, my master says you are a very valuable man."

"So, like Du Feld, you are qualified to serve him, and you should be grateful for it."

"What?"

Tesoro frowned immediately.

Is Du Feld one of World's men?

Is this even possible?

Isn't that guy Charlotte Linlin's friend? Even if he's being threatened by World, he could easily ask Charlotte Linlin for help.

Everyone on the high seas knows that the Charlotte Family and World's gang are sworn enemies, so Charlotte Linlin would never refuse him!

What exactly happened?

Tesoro found it somewhat difficult to understand.

But no matter how hard it was to understand, Tesoro knew that there was only one thing he needed to do now.

"Do you think I'm some kind of trash like Du Feld?"

Tesoro threw down his wine glass, his left hand lightly rubbing the ring on his right index finger. "I'll only say this once: get out of my territory."

"Otherwise, I'll make you suffer a terrible death!"

Luna didn't even lift her eyelids, but her gaze towards Tesoro held a slightly enigmatic meaning. "How pathetic. You actually thought you had a choice?"

"In that case, let me tell you, the master's orders are absolute."

Chapter 85 is disappointing.

"I've really been looked down upon!"

Tesoro is laughing.

His smile was even quite radiant, but the veins on his forehead were bulging.

"Then you should just die!"

At this point, who cares about anything else?

No matter how strong World is, he can't be trusted!

Tesoro will never allow anyone to rise above him again!

"Gold Punishment!"

Tesoro waved his hands, and the golden ornaments placed in the spacious office were instantly launched into the air.

The gold changed shape like flowing water, transforming into long spears that pierced directly towards Luna.

The Paramecia Gold-Gold Fruit does not have the ability to create gold; Tesoro possesses the ability to manipulate gold.

He can control any gold he touches at will.

Theoretically speaking, if there is enough gold, Tesoro can exert far more power than simply creating gold, since it consumes far less physical strength.

Luna made no reaction to the golden spears that suddenly pierced through the air, letting them stab her mercilessly.

What is this woman doing?

Such a thought flashed through Tesoro's mind for a moment, but only for a fleeting instant.

Because in the next instant, the golden spear bent, and the sharp tip shattered the moment it touched Luna's skin.

The golden spears were deflected without even harming a hair on Luna's head.

"What?"

Tesoro's pupils dilated violently.

What level of defensive capability?

She didn't even use Armament Haki!

Is this the defensive capability of the Lunarian Tribe?

The red-haired woman, Baccarat, Tesoro's right-hand woman, rushed towards Luna.