In the left corner of the venue, Vivian, still wearing the black sportswear, held a number plate with 147 on it and quoted her price with a smile.
He had taken this badge from a noble when he first entered the venue, and he knocked the noble unconscious and threw it near a deserted stinking ditch nearby, wanting the noble to have a good rest out of consideration.
What, you are more concerned about where he got the 500 million Baileys
He definitely doesn't have 500 million Baileys, let alone 500 million. It's hard for him to even come up with 50,000 now.
The reason why he made the offer was... because he knew that among the slaves being auctioned was Pluto Rayleigh, and that guy would definitely rescue all of them. By then, the goods would be snatched away from the sellers. Would he, as the buyer, still need to pay
At the same time, after Vivian raised his bidding card, everyone's attention was focused on him.
"Who is that guy?"
"I don't know. I've never seen it."
"He's so brave that he dares to snatch slaves from the Celestial Dragons?"
Everyone showed surprised expressions.
Similarly, Cotto and Dashigi were also confused at this moment.
What's going on
Wasn't Vivian in Impel Down Prison? How did he end up in the Sabaody Archipelago
Dashigi glanced at Cotto, who spread his hands and said innocently, "I really talked to him this morning. He was still in the prison in Impel Down at that time. He asked me to find you to prevent you from fighting with the Celestial Dragons. I didn't expect..."
"Um?"
At this point, Cotto suddenly realized, "Could it be that he was worried about you, so he hung up the phone and rushed over on a warship?"
Dashiqi: (⊙o⊙)
“Really?”
"Then what else could he do? Why is he here for nothing? I heard that the jailers in Impel Down don't have holidays. Unless there are special circumstances, they cannot leave the prison without permission..."
"Special circumstances?"
This...if that's the case, then my safety, in Vivian's eyes, can be considered a special case
Pushing the red glasses on her nose, Tashigi suddenly became a little shy.
"Vivian... he really cares about me..."
The other side.
"Five...five hundred million Baileys?"
On the stage, the host's hammer froze in the air. After a while, he finally responded and coughed, then picked up the microphone and said, "So, 500 million Baileys, is there anyone who can offer a higher price? 500 million Baileys for the first time, 500 million Baileys for the second time..."
“A billion Baileys!
!”
Saint Rozsward raised the sign in his hand.
It’s not because I like that fishman so much, but because the Celestial Dragons cannot lose face in front of the public.
A mere ten billion Baileys, not even one percent of the Heavenly Gold they collected every year, so why would he really care
"One billion Baileys?!" All the nobles present were dumbfounded when they heard this. They thought, one billion Baileys is equivalent to the wealth of many of their entire families, and Saint Rozwald only used it to buy a mermaid
It's crazy..
The Celestial Dragons are truly worthy of being called Celestial Dragons. Their wealth is truly incomparable to that of ordinary nobles like them.
However, before the host even had time to strike the first hammer, Vivian's voice suddenly rang out again: "Two billion Baileys."
Everyone:
"Hey, are you here to cause trouble? Two billion Baileys, I don't believe you can come up with so much money. Do you think you are a Celestial Dragon?"
The nobles sitting around Vivian expressed their doubts one after another.
"Well, don't get so excited. I was just shouting casually. If you take it seriously, just pretend I didn't shout." Vivian picked her ears and continued.
Everyone: “… ”
"Just yelling?"
"He was just joking!"
"Damn it! Someone actually broke into the auction venue and caused trouble. Where are the guards? Quickly ask the guards to throw this guy out!" The host roared angrily on the stage.
But at this moment, Saint Rozwald stood up from his seat, took out a flintlock pistol, and pointed it at Vivian's head.
"You damned pariah, how dare you tease me, the descendant of the great Creator? I want you dead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, amid the screams that rang out at the scene, Saint Rozward pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang—bang!
Two bullets were fired directly at Vivian's face, and then as he moved his body slightly twice, they penetrated into the stone wall behind him.
At the same time, three options pop up.
Option 1: Kill the Celestial Dragon Rozward Saint. (Completion rewards: Three-color domineering mastery, a random natural devil fruit, a random plane high-level sword skill x1)
Option 2: Disguise as Logt Larven and kill Saint Rozward. (Completion reward: Random plane special item x1)
Option 3: Escape. (Completion reward: Random skill experience +1)
"Um?"
Vivian was slightly stunned at the options that popped up in her mind.
Is it just a matter of giving special items to kill the Celestial Dragons
This difficulty is really suitable for me.
He looked up and glanced at Saint Rozward, whose veins were already exposed. He saw that he was about to pull the trigger again, but at this moment...
“Ahhhhhh!”
boom!
A figure suddenly fell from the top of the auction venue, broke through the wall, and landed in the center of the audience.
"Forehead?"
"Luffy?!"
Nami, Sanji and Chopper all exclaimed.
Sure enough, the man who climbed up from the rubble, wearing a straw hat and madly complaining about the Flying Fish driver's parking skills, who else could it be but Monkey D. Luffy
"Where did this guy come from?"
"Pirates?"
Everyone present was on guard again.
At the moment when Saint Rozwald's attention was drawn away and the scene fell into chaos, Vivian had already used the Quiet Card from the Clow Deck and disappeared silently in the venue.
...
Clow Cards - Quiet Cards
It has the magic power to make the surrounding sounds disappear. Every ten minutes it is activated, a little energy will be consumed.
It is similar to the Devil Fruit's Silence Fruit.
Vivian quickly crossed the venue and came to the backstage. He glanced at the two remaining slaves in the cell, and then walked into the cloakroom without bothering to pay any attention.
He took off his clothes, changed into a magician's costume, and painted his face black and white with oil paint. He looked in the mirror, and when he could no longer recognize himself, he knocked over two guards who had not noticed him at all, picked up the flintlock rifle, and turned around and walked out of the backstage.
“That guy…”
In the cell, looking at Vivian's back after she completed this series of operations, an old man with white curly hair holding a bottle of wine couldn't help but reveal a little curiosity in his eyes.
The next moment.
Bang!
At a distance of about two hundred meters, Vivian pointed the gun at Saint Rozward's back and pulled the trigger.