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Declining Jean's invitation to have an afternoon tea, Sherlock walked straight backstage at the auction house. After paying off the amount of Bailey due, one of the glasses glanced at the beautiful slave girl who had become his belongings, and asked the staff for information about her.

In line with the principle that money is the master, these staff members naturally responded to the requirements of this glasses tyrant, and they told everything they knew with a flattering face, completely ignoring the rule that the auction house must not disclose the seller's information.

This blue-haired girl's name is "Maya", she comes from an unknown mysterious island, and was sent to the auction house by the pirates of the [Playing Card Pirates] three days ago.

There are two main sources of slaves, one is the convict who has been rewarded, and the other is the national of the country that has not joined the world government. The blue-haired girl named Maya clearly falls into the latter category.

And the reason why she was caught by the pirates and reduced to slavery is more dramatic.

According to insiders, the blue-haired girl left her hometown alone to go to sea on an adventure, but unfortunately encountered a shipwreck, and the ship was destroyed by the waves.

As a landlubber, she escaped by burrowing into a wooden barrel, and after drifting for a while, she was fortunately rescued by another ship, but unfortunately, she was rescued by a group of pirates who did all kinds of evil.

When the pirates saw that Maya was so beautiful and a rare Devil Fruit powerhouse, they immediately handed over the poor beautiful girl as a slave to the Carlo Auction House.

Then, she was bought back with a pair of glasses......

(It was a tortuous experience, but I bought her back in the end, and she was lucky.) ）

Sherlock gently pushed his glasses and sighed to himself.

(I'll let her go when I figure out what that feeling is.) ）

A certain glasses has no interest in being the owner of a slave, even if the slave is a delicate beauty and a devil fruit ability. Sherlock would buy her for a huge amount of money only because he was curious about the strange attraction.

(But first, I needed to find a quiet place to see what was really appealing to me in her "bag space.") ）

Thinking of this, Sherlock flicked his wrist and pulled out a stack of large denominations of Bailey as if by magic, and handed it to a waiter.

"Do you know of any inn around here where the rooms are spacious and quiet?"

(Hotel?)

The waiter was stunned, he looked at the sorcerer, then at Maya, who had a collar around her neck, and it dawned on him.

(Tsk, I really didn't see it, this glasses guy looks very gentle, but I didn't expect it to be an acute child...... ）

The waiter's face hung an ambiguous smile of "I understand", and then he took the objective tip from Sherlock's hand, patted his chest and promised:

"I know, I understand, hehe, I will definitely arrange a room for you that you are absolutely satisfied with!"

"Well, I'm tired. Sherlock frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and nodded lightly at the smiling waiter.

I don't know what's going on, but the sorcerer always feels that there is something wrong with this thing. But when he thought about it carefully, there was no ambiguity in what he had just said, and he relaxed again.

And behind a certain glasses, the blue-haired girl who heard their conversation clearly was even more stunned.

(He...... Could he be trying to ...... ）

Looking at Sherlock's back, Maya's fair and delicate face quickly became bloodshot and red and hot like a boiled prawn.

…………

Half an hour later.

One of the most luxurious suites in one of the most luxurious hotels on the East Island shopping street in Hannabal.

(Well, that bastard is going to be wrong...... ）

Sherlock looked left and right at the interior of the room and sighed helplessly.

The room is indeed very spacious, the living room in front of it alone has an area of more than fifty square meters, all the furniture in the hall is beautiful silver, and carved with exquisite patterns, and the red carpet is also covered with embossed red rose patterns.

It's really quiet here, and when you close the door, it's like you're in another world. Elegant vases are placed all over the room, filled with fiery red roses, and the rich scent of roses pervades every corner of the room, and the smell is dazzling.

The sunlight shines through the thin veil outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and the not-so-bright rose-colored light carries a strong layer of ambiguity and suggestion, which makes people's hearts beat faster.

Even though he hadn't seen the rest of the rooms yet, Sherlock already knew what the main purpose of this suite was for.

(Luckily, at least it's spacious and quiet...... ）

Sherlock coughed a little embarrassedly, and was about to open his mouth to ask Maya some questions, but suddenly a cold chill on his neck, he looked down, and found a cold cross sword on his neck!

"Don't act rashly, if you still want to live!" Maya said coldly.

But maybe it was due to nervousness, her voice trembled slightly, but Rao was like this, the blue-haired girl's right hand holding the sword did not tremble at all, obviously she had practiced swordsmanship for a while.

"You don't believe it, this is the first time I've been held hostage by someone else. ”

Even though someone else was holding a sharp blade around his neck, Sherlock still looked calm, he put his hands behind his back, and turned his head with a smile on his face, looking at the blue-haired girl.

Cold, strong, resolute, and a little nervous and uneasy, the way she was holding her sword now was as pitiful as when she was on the auction table.

And what's even more remarkable is that the exploding collar around Maya's neck is gone at this point!

"Are you wondering why this thing is missing?"

Maya spread out her other hand, and the white light flashed, and the slave collar suddenly appeared out of thin air and landed on the plush carpet.

"What you put around your neck can also be packed by you with your ability. Sherlock suddenly said, "What a handy ability." ”

"You...... How can you still laugh?!"

The blue-haired girl was faintly uneasy in her heart, the other party's overly calm reaction was really a little unexpected for her, in order to calm herself down, Maya continued to say slowly:

"I've been planning to escape since I was caught by those pirates, so I've been disguising myself for the past few days, showing a very weak, obedient and bullied look. ”

"Those pirates are very strong, I can't escape, the auction house is heavily guarded, I can't escape, fortunately, I was bought back by you in the end. ”

"Looking into your eyes, I thought you weren't the same as those disgusting guys......"

Maya looked at the sorcerer, who was still very good in terms of appearance, and then looked at the extremely ambiguous square room decorated, and her pretty face flushed slightly.

"Now it seems that I am thinking too much. ”

"That...... Miss Maya, I think you've misunderstood something. Sherlock explained with a black line on his face, "I bought you back just because you gave me a strange feeling, and I was very curious about it." ”

(But then again, why am I so close to her now, and I can't feel that feeling now?)

"None...... Shameless!" Maya's face flushed slightly as she listened to the ambiguous words of a certain glasses, and she pressed her blade closer to the sorcerer's neck in shame, pretending to threaten viciously:

"Don't you know the current situation?!"

Sherlock shook his head: "Miss Maya, I don't think about the current situation, it should be you, right?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the sorcerer's figure slowly dissipated in Maya's stunned gaze.

(He's also a Devil Fruit Ability!)

Maya was shocked, and then she made a quick run to the door, but it was too late.

- Mirror Entity: Magic Rope!

Several tough ropes appeared out of thin air, winding towards Maya like a snake out of a hole, and in the blink of an eye, the blue-haired girl's body was tied to a strong knot, and the cross sword in her hand fell to the ground.

The latter wanted to struggle hard, but she was powerless to resist the slightly ghostly knotting method of the rope, so she had to fall to the ground honestly.

Just kidding, being bound by the tortoiseshell of a certain glasses, where is the possibility of escaping? After all, the reason why he loves this very artistic way of binding is because it is tied more tightly!

"Miss Maya, your acting skills were indeed great at that time, but there was one detail that exposed you. ”

Sherlock's true body slowly revealed his form, he looked down at Maya, who couldn't move on the ground, gently pushed his glasses, and said, "After all, why does a delicate and weak beauty have calluses on her hands from long-term sword practice?"

"So you're doing this to me, have you already had an embankment?"

Maya lay on the stall as if resigned, looking up at a glass. The beautiful rope art on her body made the blue-haired girl feel extremely ashamed, and her fair cheeks showed an unnatural redness.

"No, you're not strong enough to make me embankment. ”

Sherlock didn't say anything about the girl's seductive appearance, and continued in a flat tone: "Without further ado, let's talk about business." ”

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you can choose to answer them or not. ”