I, the Pirate Child Emperor, will create an army of monster girls!

The first time the term "pirate" appeared was nine hundred years ago, when a man called Joyboy became the first pirate in history. However, if he was a vicious "thief" who was engaged in burning, killing and looting, he would not have gathered so many allies. Then, this "thief" has a saying. No one would take the initiative to call himself a "thief", but it can only be an identity imposed on him. Considering Joyboy's enemies, it can only be the former Twenty-Nation Alliance. It is normal for a newly established regime to erase a period of history, because it is conducive to the consolidation of the regime. However, the history of war can also establish its majesty. Only the iron-blooded force can make most people surrender obediently. If it was just a conflict of interest, then there would not be a strict ban on discussing history for eight hundred years. Only opposing ideas can make those in power so cautious.

If the current world government and the Celestial Dragons represent oppression and slavery, then the ancient kingdoms and the D clan once represented liberation and freedom. In contrast, the latter naturally attracts the will of most people more.

So the twenty countries that seized the world's power defined rebels like Joy Boy as pirates.

But with the passage of time, the rise of sea levels, and the expansion of sea areas, more and more people went to sea for plunder, and the name of pirates became a "thief".

Today, this group has expanded rapidly with the great pirate era opened up by Gol D. Roger. Roger's original intention may be good, to shake the era full of oppression.

But a speck of dust from the times falling on the head of a single person is extremely heavy, let alone a great change that will overturn the world.

The real pirates roamed the sea, and the countries that did not join them were destroyed one after another, and countless people were displaced. As a result, the slave trade grew unprecedentedly.

Looking at the unusually "prosperous" human trade market in front of him, Yakumo Bai gradually retracted his thoughts. The times were like this, and there was no need for him to be sad about it, let alone have some useless pity.

No matter what the concept is, this world is ultimately about strength. The so-called heroes determine history may be a bit exaggerated, but it cannot be denied that the top combat power has a huge influence on the world.

If it doesn't suit your heart, then use absolute strength to change it. Childishness is pure, and this original intention has never changed-that is, to bring fairy tales to the world and become the protagonist of the story. From then on, my words and deeds are all justice, and my thoughts and ideas are all heavenly ways!

The noisy human trafficking market seemed to have stagnated for a moment, and then resumed its flow in an instant. Under the white cloak, Yakumo Bai took a deep breath, shook the chain in his hand, and then "followed" Saint Rozward to the depths.

The slave trade established in the Holy Land undoubtedly encompasses the entire sea. Men and women, long-armed people, long-legged people, pirate captains, downtrodden nobles...Except for some rare races that are difficult to capture, the "goods" here can be said to be dazzling, clearly marked with prices to show the only value of themselves to the Celestial Dragons.

"Hey! Is there anyone in the Holy Land who has fishmen as slaves?"

Hidden under the cloak, Yakumo Bai looked around the slaves in the cages, looking for the person he was looking for, and whispered to Saint Rozward.

"Uh..... Sir... Although there are not many fishmen slaves in the Holy Land, they are not absent. It's just that they are too rare, so they are often transferred from different people... I don't know, what kind of fishmen are you looking for?"

The strictly controlled voice cavity can only make a subtle sound, and Saint Rozward responded by recalling the tone of the people who had kowtowed to him.

At this point, Saint Rozward has also recognized the facts. Facing this seemingly harmless boy but with a mind comparable to that of a devil, he may not be able to escape the other party's control, so he might as well cooperate obediently.

Anyway, the other party is just looking for some fruits and slaves, which is harmless to the huge Mary Geoise. Send this disaster away quickly, and he can also breathe a sigh of relief. Although his life is still in the hands of the other party, at least he can continue to be his own celestial dragon.

The extravagant life that he used to be accustomed to suddenly became extremely precious in the eyes of Saint Rozward, and he regretted his idea of ​​going to the West Sea for vacation. There are so many celestial dragons in the holy land, why am I so unlucky?

Celestial Dragon

People are generally not very broad-minded, so Saint Rozward's compromise may also mean that others will lose something.

"Hmm... it should be a tiger fish (some say it's a sea bream) fishman."

After thinking for a while, Yakumo Bai said slowly.

"Tiger fish man? The most sought-after guy?"

Saint Rozward was a little surprised. You know, when the tiger fish man first came to the holy land, he was extremely unruly! It took a long time to train him to be quiet.

Relying on his strong physique and rare identity of the fishman, that guy is very sought-after among the Celestial Dragons. Even he can only borrow him for a day occasionally.

Thinking of this, Saint Rozward told Yakumo Bai everything he knew about the tiger fish man.

"I see..."

Yakumo Bai nodded secretly, and then said,

"I don't care what method you come up with, borrow that fishman when I think it's appropriate! Otherwise, go back and experience the feeling of being treated as food again!"

Hearing this, Saint Rozward's face suddenly turned pale. When he thought of the nightmare scene, his legs began to tremble. Facing such torture, even the Celestial Dragons who have always been greedy for life and afraid of death just want to understand their lives as soon as possible, just to get rid of the pain as soon as possible!

"Please... please rest assured! My Lord! At all costs, I will..."

"Saint Rozward! What are you whispering to your slave?! It really damages the face of our family!"

Suddenly, a sharp female voice suddenly sounded. Looking up, I saw a woman who looked a bit like Xia Luligong walked up ostentatiously. As the other party approached, a strong smell of perfume suddenly came to my face.

"Megan Saint? When did it become your turn to point fingers at me?"

Recognizing the identity of the visitor, Saint Rozward said naturally, as if similar conversations had been held many times.

"Hmph! My foolish brother, I am just defending the family's reputation! As a descendant of the noble Creator, how can you bend down and talk to a mere slave?

Slaves... should kneel on the ground and look up at us!"

As he spoke, Megan Saint approached again, wanting to lift Yakumo Bai's cloak to see his true face:

"Let me see, what kind of slave is so mysterious that it is worth your condescension?"

"Megan Saint!"

Seeing that the other party suddenly wanted to make a move on Yakumo Bai, Saint Rozward was immediately startled. You know, the facts are completely opposite to what the other party thinks! He is the slave! And this boy is a complete devil!

"Why are you yelling so loudly! He's just a slave... Is he worth so... so..."

Megan Saint glared at Rozward Saint, reprimanded him with dissatisfaction, and then turned back to continue the action in her hand. However, when she turned back, the woman was completely stunned.

I didn't know when, Yakumo Bai had raised his head. His red lips and white teeth, as beautiful as jade, were more handsome than any slave she had ever seen. His mysterious eyes were like a deep black hole, as if to draw his whole mind into it. After just a few seconds of simple staring, Megan Saint's blood was boiling and her legs were weak.

However, Megan Saint didn't care about this embarrassing situation. She just pressed Rozward Saint's shoulders frantically, suppressed her trembling voice and roared in a low voice,

"Rozward Saint! Give him to me! No matter what the price! Give him to me!!"

Seeing Megan Saint's crazy demeanor, Rozward Saint couldn't help but be extremely surprised, thinking, could this evil boy have some magic power? Otherwise, how could he let the other party show such an ugly appearance?

With doubts in his heart, Saint Rozward could not help but look at Yakumo Bai, only to see that the other party quietly gestured to the other party about the slaves brought by Saint Megan, and then nodded. It seems that he wants to use himself as an exchange? In exchange for that woman?

Although he was extremely puzzled, under the pressure and shadow brought by Yakumo Bai, Saint Rozward still spoke,

"Exchange is possible, but it must be exchanged with that woman! In addition, add 1 billion Baileys... Yes! And the devil fruit!"

Noticing the dangerous look from Yakumo Bai, Saint Rozward immediately added.

"No problem!"

As if he had completely lost his mind, Saint Megan did not hesitate at all and agreed at once. God has mercy on me! I actually met such a cute and handsome boy! And it happened to be in the hands of an acquaintance! Not in the hands of those other bitches!

Favorable environment

The Celestial Dragons who grew up in the world are completely loyal to their own desires. Megan Saint directly threw the chain in his hand to Rozward Saint, and couldn't wait to hold Yakumo Bai's hand. For the first time, he said in a gentle tone, "Little brother~ Come home with me tonight, okay? I will definitely let you experience a life like heaven!" Exquisite toys deserve more attention. For this unique beautiful boy, Megan Saint decided to spend more energy to slowly invade, until he pressed the other party under his body and played with him wantonly... His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, noticing that the woman's actions in front of him had unknowingly attracted a lot of attention. Yakumo Bai obviously underestimated his charm. Considering that Yamato and others have always been by his side, and the people in this small circle are all very good-looking, he is somewhat immune to them. However, his "power" may be too strong for these vulgar women...

"It is indeed a bit of a mistake... I didn't expect that there would be a small problem here... But, how should I put it, it is a gain for a loss, right? I have already got half of the key to the vault~"

Looking at the golden-haired woman kneeling on the ground, with a wooden expression and scars, Yakumo Shiro's brows relaxed a little,

"Well, now in public, it is still risky to use my ability to control her... It's just another slave anyway, just another nail in the holy land... But this time it seems to be a dog?"

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, pretending to be a slave who has been successfully trained, Yakumo Shiro nodded gently, and obediently followed the excited Megan Saint to leave. Before leaving, he looked deeply at Rozward Saint, and the meaning was very clear,

"Be honest, or you're done!"