LRAB Chapter 267 We're going to give Lord Bazel a little murloc!
Chapter 267 We're going to give Lord Bazel a little murloc!
Chapter 267 We're going to give Lord Bazel a little murloc!
Reeves Auction House
The three of them, including Bazel, sat in a corner of the venue, watching the man on stage, who had slender limbs and a large belly, give a passionate speech.
"They're mermaid slaves, huh? Tsk, these human traffickers are really annoying."
Brooke lowered his head slightly, no longer looking at the iron cages behind Grimm.
"Bazelsan, what do you plan to do? Are you going to make your move now?"
Bazel found Brooke's reaction somewhat odd: "Don't you think it's abrupt? I'm referring to this operation."
"Shiki's values are actually the mainstream values in the ocean right now: if others are strong and I am weak, then I should be bullied."
"This is how the slave trade came about."
"Yohohoho~~"
Brooke chuckled, pressing his hat down. "I've heard quite a bit of news these past few days. A man who would challenge the sea for the sake of a kingdom—I wouldn't be surprised by anything you do anymore."
"After hearing so much about you from Miss Shaki, I'm really excited right now."
"Oh, sorry, I forgot I'm a skeleton, I have no flesh and blood!"
Yo-ho, yo-ho-ho~~
"Wait patiently a little longer, I'm waiting for more crickets to jump out."
With a blink of an eye, his dark brown pupils instantly transformed into the vertical pupils characteristic of snakes.
Golden specks of light drifted around the vertical pupil.
"Now, I declare!!"
"The Mermaid Slave Auction has officially begun!"
boom--
As the doors behind him closed and the light dimmed, the stage lights grew even brighter.
"Brook, Barrorick, I'll leave the two entrance doors to you to guard. I have important business to attend to."
Adjusting the cat-face mask on his face, Bazel stood up and strode onto the stage amidst the astonished gazes of the auctioneers.
"Could I borrow the microphone, please?"
When those vertical pupils stared at him, for some reason, a chilling sense of crisis suddenly rose in Gérard's heart.
"Ah, yes!"
"Yo-ho, yo-ho, can you all hear me?"
Hearing his voice coming from the loudspeaker not far away, Bazel nodded in satisfaction.
He then introduced himself while removing his mask.
"My name is Bazel, and I come from the Beasts Pirates, which are allies of those mermaid slaves."
Whoosh—!
The pirates and underworld businessmen sitting in the front row immediately stood up and turned to leave.
Bazel saw it, but did not stop him. Instead, he continued, "How many years have passed since I spoke? You slave traders dare to defy my words."
"I hate the slave trade, especially when it involves my friend's slave trade, both then and now."
"Do you all believe you are stronger than me, or do you think your status is higher than that of the Celestial Dragons?"
Bazel stood in the center of the stage, with Gérard slumped on the ground beside him, his face filled with disbelief.
"Your name is Gémont. I've heard Umit mention your name."
"He pinned all the blame on you, but unfortunately, his men have far more respect for me than fear for Umit."
Bang--!!
The door was pushed open from the outside.
Vickery walked into the auction house carrying a bloody head.
Gemmont froze after seeing the face of the head clearly: "Wait! You're the man behind Umit?!"
"You own the mysterious Seastone business on the Grand Line!?"
"Vicky, take away all the Den Den Mushi from everyone, leave none behind."
"Yes, boss!!"
Viktor and his men began confiscating Den Den Mushi one by one.
"Behave yourself if you don't want to die!"
"Hurry up, hurry up, don't dawdle!"
After Viktor left with a large bag of Den Den Mushi and the meeting room doors closed again, Bazel continued speaking.
"Umit chooses to give face to your elder brother, Fortune, which means he doesn't give face to me, Bazel."
"Everything he has is given to him by me. Since he doesn't give me face, I will naturally take everything back."
"That's the fairest business practice, don't you agree, Germont?"
Gumont's face turned pale as he tried to maintain his pride as a boss in the underworld.
But he dared not say a word in front of those vertical pupils.
Bazel turned and walked to the iron cages that were being displayed as merchandise.
"Bazaar!!"
The mermaids in the cage recognized the man.
"It's been a long time. I'm sorry to trouble you again this time."
"You are—Otohime?!"
Bazel looked surprised after seeing the goldfish mermaid's face clearly.
"Wait a minute, why were you arrested? Where's Neptune? Don't you two live together?"
Otohime gave an embarrassed smile: "Actually, I was caught by accident. Ryugu Castle is selecting envoys to go to your place."
"I thought I could use this opportunity to transform Fishman Street, so I went there to give a speech, only to be caught by the fishman thugs there —"
Bazel remained silent.
He took out his Den Den Mushi and dialed Neptune's number.
Snap—
"It's me, Neptune. Where is your lover?"
Before it could even say hello, the Den Den Mushi blinked and said, "You mean Otohime? She's probably at home."
Bazel's lips twitched: "Are you an idiot? Didn't you know your lover was sold into slavery by those merman thugs?"
"Slave?! What are you talking about, Bazel? I only worked a few extra days at Ryugu Castle, how could Otohime—"
Neptune abruptly stopped speaking, suddenly remembering what Otohime had told him a couple of days ago about giving a speech in Fishman Town.
However, due to being preoccupied with official duties, I inadvertently forgot about it.
"Neptune, don't worry about me, I've been rescued by Bazel!"
Otohime took the Den Den Mushi and quickly told her boyfriend what had happened.
"Fishman Street, I see."
The Den Den Mushi remained expressionless. "How dare they break the rules of the Fish-Men! I was hoping to give them a place to live."
"Now it seems I was too weak, Bazel. Thank you for Otohime's matter."
After thanking him, Neptune's roar came through the Den Den Mushi.
"Order all Neptune Army soldiers to assemble!"
Snap—
"It seems something big is about to happen to your merfolk race," Neptune's hesitation was finally burned away by his anger.
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Putting away the Den Den Mushi, Bazel brought his five fingers together like a knife and slashed open the iron cages that imprisoned the mermaid slaves.
"Please wait patiently; I will take you back once this is over."
Just then, several corpses flew back into the dark corridor.
It was none other than the participant who left immediately after seeing Bazel's face clearly.
"Baroric!?"
"Why are you here?!"
"Oh~ Can someone who's been slashed by me still survive?"
Baroric unleashed a flying slash to finish off the enemy.
The next moment, the roof of the venue was lifted, and Loki's face, along with the sunlight, dispelled the darkness.
"Hahaha, big brother, I'm not late, am I?"
Looking at the golden eyes above, the pirates in the venue finally lost all hope of escaping.
"Bazaar, don't go too far. We were just invited to participate in the auction!"
"We didn't capture the fishmen, so if you're looking for trouble, don't come looking for us!"
"That's right!! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're a member of the Beasts Pirates!"
Before Bazel could speak, Loki, standing outside the house, widened his eyes and unleashed his aura.
"You bunch of trash, you'd better show some manners when you talk to my big brother!"
Bazel on stage also exuded domineering presence.
"I'm doing whatever I want, so what can you do about it?"
"Loki, crush this guy's bones and hang them on the top of Tree Number One."
"Tell all the merchants in Sabaody that this is the end for the slave trade."
"Wait a minute, Boss Bazel!!"
Grimmund patted his chest: "My older brother is Du Field, and I—"
Before he could finish speaking, the door suddenly opened from the outside.
"Boss, he's one of Fortune's men. He seems to know what's going on here."
Bazel glanced at the burly man in black entering the venue, ignoring the increasingly chaotic scene inside.
"Lord Bazel, this is a Den Den Mushi from Boss Feld. Please answer the call."
He took the microphone.
"Felder, your brother—"
"What younger brother? I don't have a younger brother, Lord Bazel."
The Den Den Mushi forced a smile and spoke first: "I hate the slave trade the most. Even businesses in the underworld should have some sense of morality."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't be called a god of fortune by so many people, wouldn't you agree?"
Bazel looked at Ghemmont with a playful expression: "So, this man named Ghemmont isn't your brother, is he?"
"What Grimald? I don't know anything about him. I just heard that someone was impersonating my brother and selling slaves in the Sabaody Archipelago, so I sent my men here to clarify."
"I, Dufeld, am mortal with the slave trade!"
"Oh, I see. Then I'm relieved. After all, Mr. Feld is a renowned ruler of the underworld."
"We, the mere pirates of the Beasts Pirates, dare not offend you. Otherwise, it would be a huge loss if we died inexplicably one day. You agree, right, Feld, the Emperor?"
The Den Den Mushi laughed loudly, seemingly unable to understand the meaning behind Bazel's words.
"You're joking. If there's a chance, I'd like to sit down with you for a chat and a drink."
"It would be best to discuss cooperation details."
After exchanging a few meaningless words with Feld, Bazel dismissed Feld's men.
"Let's do it, leave no one alive."
As Grimm screamed in despair, Loki reached out and grabbed him, and a horrifying sound of bones breaking echoed.
It was this sound of bones breaking that started the auctioneers' escape.
But everything was suppressed by the renewed burst of domineering power.
"Golden Eyes".
Looking at the participants who either cursed and resisted, or begged for mercy, or invoked their powerful backers.
Bazel raised his right hand and pointed to the sky.
"The sun is shining brightly."
A miniature version of the golden light shot out from the golden pupil.
As one kneeling or prostrate golden statue after another appeared, Bazel swept his domineering gaze across the entire venue.
Several snakes swam out from the trouser leg.
Before long, the lucky ones hiding backstage screamed in terror.
"Brook, there are slaves of other races behind you."
Bazel tossed a bunch of keys that Gémont had dropped before "leaving" to the skeleton.
"Let them go, and tell them not to be captured by the slave groups again."
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"No problem~"
Brooke hummed a little tune as she walked backstage.
Bazel looked behind him at the mermaid squad that had been gathered by Otohime.
Including this goldfish mermaid, Gumont has only sold a handful of mermaids this time.
But for a slave market that hasn't seen mermaid slaves in a long time, this is already a considerable business.
"Otohime, are you planning to go back to the Dragon Palace or come with me?"
Before Otohime could even speak as she stepped forward, four female mermaids following behind her clung to Bazel.
"Hey, Lord Bazel, would you like to come over to my house? No one's home tonight."
"My family is the same, and I'm 29 years old this year, so I'll be able to grow legs next year!"
Bazel looked at the mermaid ladies who were circling around him and offering him treats from time to time, both amused and exasperated.
"Aren't your hearts a bit too big?"
"Because we believe you won't abandon us!"
The laughing mermaids embraced Bazel.
"Lady Otohime, we've decided! We're going to visit that new house with Bazel!"
"That's right, Fishman Island is too boring. We're going to our new home with Bazel!"
"We want to give Lord Bazel a little fishman~~"
Otohime looked at Bazel's troubled expression and chuckled, covering her mouth. "Bazel, it seems Neptune and I don't need to worry about your marriage anymore."
"If you like it, you can consider it. We mermaids are a very warm and cheerful race~"
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