Sorry, Celestial Dragons Can Really Do Whatever They Want

The two CP9s left.

Saint Louis Vuitton stood up, picked up two dessert cakes from the table, and handed them to Bermel.

"Bring something back to the two little guys to eat, they will be hungry when they wake up." Saint Louis Vuitton smiles very mildly, with an approachable temperament.

"Thank you." Bermel took it subconsciously.

Until now.

It is still difficult for her to connect the gentle Saint Louis Vuitton in front of her with the Celestial Dragons who hold the power to kill.

In other words, before Saint Louis Vuitton really came out of the curtain, she never thought that Saint Louis Vuitton would be like this.

Not much cruel, but gentle...

This Celestial Dragons... will the old captain say that there are very few good Celestial Dragons?

Bermel's eyes flickered.

"Since you are my assistant, you should also tell you some things to let you know."

Saint Louis Vuitton clapped his hands lightly, CP1 sent a booklet and placed it at Bermel's table.

"There are working guidelines written on it, so you can read it more and keep it in your heart."

Hear the words.

Bermel nodded, carefully flipping through the booklet in his hand.

...

No words for a night.

As an assistant to Saint Louis Vuitton.

Bermel moved to the Saint Louis Vuitton hotel with two little guys.

The room is next door to Saint Louis Vuitton.

Waking up early in the morning, Bermel put on the Marine uniform and stood in front of the mirror.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes a little complicated.

She thought of her once fighting the pirates for justice.

I also thought of that annihilating war...

"Bellmel, you look great in a Marine uniform!"

Nami sat on the bed, dangling her feet, grinning.

"Yes?"

Bermel looked in the mirror suspiciously, somewhat uncertain.

"It's really not bad." Nuoqi nodded with a true scripture.

"If you like it, you can wear it in the future."

Bermel smiled, she patted the heads of the little guys, and meticulously arranged the military uniforms on her body.

Until this time, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Moved next door to Saint Louis Vuitton last night, to be honest...it's impossible not to worry.

Fortunately, this night was peaceful and nothing happened.

This made Bermel more at ease.

"Well, it's time to start working."

Bermel took Nami and Nuoqigao and walked towards the room of Saint Louis Vuitton.

Her eyes became serious, and she went into work.

As an assistant, it is natural to be on standby in the morning.

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Saint Louis Vuitton stood in front of the window, with the warm sunlight shining on him, and the maid Eve gently smoothed the folds of the corners of his clothes and tied a black bow tie.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Saint Louis Vuitton turned his back to the door, but knowing that Bellmer was coming, asked softly.

"Report sir, I had a good rest last night."

Belle Maier saluted the back of Saint Louis Vuitton, her tone was very stable, and she gradually found the feeling of Marine at the beginning.

"That's good, there is breakfast on the table, you can taste it." Saint Louis Vuitton turned around and pointed to the wooden table beside him with a gentle smile on his handsome face.

On the table, there are stacks of delicate pastries neatly arranged.

"food…!"

Nami and Nuoqigao's big eyes lit up, as if stars were shining through them.

Bermel looked at them helplessly.

"Go and eat," she said.

There will only be more contacts with Saint Louis Vuitton in the future, and some things don't have to be so restrictive.

"Yeah~" Nami cheered, hopped to the table, picked up a piece of pastry on tiptoe, and held it in her hands like a baby.

Bermel's eyes were a little sad.

Nami and Nuojigo followed themselves... they really suffered.

At this time, a cold wind blew, and two white figures appeared in the room like ghosts without warning.

Yesterday’s CP9!

Bermel's pupils shrank suddenly.

Not to marvel at the fact that CP9 is fascinating.

But...the irritating smell emanating from them.

It's bloody!

"My lord, the task you assigned has been completed. The Rockfa Pirates and the Black Crocodile Pirates have no life." The silver mask CP9 knelt towards Saint Louis Vuitton, bowing his eyebrows.

"You did a good job, do you have any rewards you want?" Saint Louis Vuitton raised his hand slightly and motioned him to get up.

"No, it is our honor to be able to do things for Master Saint Louis Vuitton." The silver mask CP9 heads down, respectfully and impeccably.

"Is there nothing you want? Then I'll make the decision for you, ten million Baileys per person, go to the maid chief to get it."

Saint Louis Vuitton tapped his fingers, elegant and tolerant.

"Thank you, adults, for your kindness."

The two CP9s bowed their heads again, facing Saint Louis Vuitton, and exited the room respectfully.

Nami and Nuoqigao ate happily.

I didn't notice the arrival and departure of CP9 at all.

As for Bermel, who was standing in front of the door, his throat rolled, and he swallowed subconsciously.

In her heart, stormy waves have been surging!

Bermel has heard of the Rockfare Pirates and the Black Crocodile Pirates.

A reward for all members adds up to 8 million Baileys.

A total of tens of millions of Baileys... the two great pirate groups are both small and famous in the East China Sea.

But such a pirate group died in one night? !

Bermel didn't feel pleased or enmity.

I just feel the creeps!

She can even imagine how superb and easy the two CP9 kills are.

There is no trace of Bloodline on the body, but there is a lingering smell of blood...

You must know that Bermel had only fought in that war with three pirate groups who offered a reward of over ten million!

The result is completely different.

For these CP9s, the destruction of a pirate group offering tens of millions of rewards is just like trampling ants to death on the side of the road?

Saint Louis Vuitton might do the same...Bermel didn't even see the mood swings on his face.

It seems that everything is as it should be.

This is the real high-ranking one?

Bermel shuddered slightly. To Saint Louis Vuitton and cp9, the pirates did not look like people at all, they were more like bargaining chips, bargaining chips that can be measured by money.

After killing people, giving rewards, everything is so natural...

this moment.

Bermel suddenly recalled that at the dinner yesterday, Saint Louis Vuitton marked the red cross on the map.

Those eye-catching red forks... are the scarlet sickles that harvest lives!

Saint Louis Vuitton doesn't care about Bermel's ideas.

In other words, Bermel, as his assistant, has to get used to all this sooner or later.

He walked over to Nami and Nuojigo.

Crouched down with a gentle smile.

"Nami, Nuojigo, let's play a game?" Saint Louis Vuitton held up a piece of cake.

"What game?" Nami and Nuoji lifted their heads up, still leaving cake residue at the corners of their mouths.

For Saint Louis Vuitton, this is just a sparse and ordinary, even not so hearty breakfast.

But for Nami and Nuoqigao, this is their rare delicacy.

Saint Louis Vuitton's eyes became softer, he lowered his voice, and said in an exaggerated tone that teased the child:

"A... a meeting person, playing house games."

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