ps:It's a good murderer to collect recently.,This is for Mao ......_(:3ゝ∠)_

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Before meeting Kidd, Crockdahl had always thought that his bounty of 15 million Bailey, which was higher than Luffy's, was due to the fact that he always did cruel acts such as slaughtering civilians, which was not pleasant. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But now that I've seen Kidd with my own eyes, I know what I thought in the past, which is a little too naïve.

It is true that the navy will take into account the evil deeds of the pirate, but the most important factor in determining the amount of the bounty is still the strength of the pirate, or in other words, the threat he can generate.

From this point of view, even if there is a premium, Eustace Kidd's strength is indeed worthy of his high bounty.

In contrast, Luffy's bounty was set at 300 million Bailey, which was more because of the crimes he committed. Only one Justice Island incident has slapped the world government in the face, even if the bounty is too high.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Kidd's unusual movement naturally attracted the attention of the person next to him, a zombie-like man with blue messy hair turned his head, and his mouth was slightly moved by the thread.

God knows how he made that sound when he couldn't open his mouth.

“…… It's okay, let's continue watching the auction, if you like it, hehe......" Kidd turned his head and looked at the rostrum of the auction room, his flaming hair swaying gently with his movements.

"Hey, boss, when did you actually want to buy something?" Kidd on the other side, a tall man dressed in a demon-like costume exclaimed in surprise.

"That's it!"

"Huh...... Buy?!You're thinking too much......" Kidd stretched out his hands, palms facing upwards as if grasping something, and a unbridled smile on his face, "If the pirates say, of course they robbed it! Whatever it is, wouldn't it be nice to grab it back if you fancy it......?"

However, Kidd ...... "Kill the warrior Kira, and his voice under the mask is a little dull.

"Haha, what do you want to say?!Is that morality or something like that?!" Kidd chuckled, leaning back in his chair with his legs cocked and looking up at the auction house, the corners of his mouth cracked as if to speak of endless contempt.

"The villains in the world are much more humane than the greedy and powerful! It is precisely because the scum dominates the world that more scum will be produced, don't you know such a simple truth? Kira ......" Kidd said, the figure of the Celestial Dragon who was in the VIP seat was reflected in the corner of his eye, "Plunder, it's just the legitimate business of pirates." Compared to this, our little evil is nothing more than pediatrics......"

"But ......"

"No one can stop me, fame, status, or wealth...... I, Eustace Kidd, will snatch it back with these hands!" a low grin, Kidd's words revealed an undeniable determination.

At the same time, an indescribable vague fluctuation emanated from him in all directions. That's because of his fruit ability, as the master of magnetism, Kidd exudes a powerful magnetic field all the time.

This magnetic field made his subordinates invisibly fanatical, but it also made people who were not his fellow citizens couldn't help but have a feeling of inner anxiety - just like Trafalgar Rowe who turned back and raised his middle finger at Kidd at this time.

Perhaps because he was not proficient in the control of his abilities, or because he was simply unbridled and arrogant, Kidd did not have any restraint in his own magnetic field. In Crockdahl's perception, Kidd's presence was as glaring as a torch in the dark. Before, before he even entered the venue, he had already discovered Kidd's existence.

But as Kidd exposed himself, the magnetic field played a radar-like role. I'm afraid that's why he was still able to detect it when Crockdahl deliberately covered his breath.

Magnetic fields are everywhere, but everywhere, and they are undoubtedly extremely powerful. And in the world before Crockdahl crossed over, magnetism was considered one of the four fundamental forces of the universe.

Almost all of the substances, regardless of the type of matter, can be magnetized, steel, sand, and gravel are just the most basic substances. Under certain conditions, even ions such as flames can be magnetized.

Magnetism can even produce almost all of the energy, such as thunder and lightning, such as light and heat.

Even in this world, it seems that the abilities obtained through the Devil Fruit have become monolithic, just like Anilu's lightning fruit, all that is obtained is the power of thunder. However, this does not rule out whether the ability will have the rest of the additional effects depending on the application, just like the drying effect produced by his fruit ability.

Therefore, from the perspective of hidden factors, the ability of the magnet fruit seems to be inherently incompatible with his rustling fruit ability. Although there is no such thing as restraint, it can definitely be regarded as a natural rival.

Crockdahl can also feel this from the faint restlessness of Kidd's ability to meet him.

……

Maybe it's because there are rumors that the mermaid is going to be auctioned, so the auction hall is full of friends. Even on the specially set VIP seats, there are two Tianlong people with bubble masks.

The Saint of Rozwald, and the Palazzo Charulia, a father and daughter of the Draconians who often travel between the Holy Land of Marijoya and the Chambord Islands. They can be described as the typical representatives of the Draconians, notorious but pretentious.

When Crockdahl entered the venue, the auction was halfway through, and the time was just right.

After all, the regular auction here every month, the first half is generally an auction of ordinary items, and only from the second half onwards is the great auction of the guilty population.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, the lights on the stage quickly flickered, and at the same time, the sound effects exploded.

"Hi ~ dear friends! Hello everyone! The much-anticipated population auction is about to begin! The person who is the master of ceremonies for this auction is still your old friend! Mr. De-Scott! We applaud and invite!" The auction host shouted enthusiastically, and Disco, who was the auctioneer, appeared on the stage in this atmosphere.

"Yo roar~ I am - Mr. Disco!" Wearing a printed top hat and a pair of sunglasses with star-shaped lenses, the disco spun to the center of the stage, and constantly swayed his body with the music, changing his dancing posture, and improvised a dance and singing lyrics mainly to compliment the Draco.

With a smile on the faces of the two Draconians, Disco stretched out his arms and shouted, "Then I announce that the auction will now begin!

"The first to play is No.1! Pirates from the West Sea......

The population auction began.

……

The disco's voice is not very exciting, but it is full of demagogic power in the melodious tone.

Under his control, the auction went smoothly, and the rhythm and atmosphere were always in a fiery state, but it did not reach a real climax.

Obviously, all of this is paving the way for the eventual mermaid.

Like a marquee, slaves with collars around their necks were brought to the rostrum, standing still like livestock waiting to be slaughtered, and let the people in the audience observe and evaluate.

Collars are made in the human trafficking to prevent slaves from escaping. As soon as the chain is torn off, or the slave owner presses a button, the collar will explode instantly, taking the slave's life.

Therefore, the slaves who were caught and auctioned had almost no escape, except by death.

These people at auction houses come from all ethnicities, all walks of life. Some of them are humans, and some are humanoids like fish-people. Perhaps, some of the people here were originally top-notch masters, some were originally notorious pirate captains, and some were originally popular singers.

But now, they have a single, and common identity: slaves for sale.

The slaves who were pulled to the stage were either crying, begging, or looking frustrated, or expressionless. The only thing they have in common is that they don't feel any anger from them.

As the slaves were auctioned off one by one, it was as if Krokdahl had seen a human tragicomedy. Heaven and hell are so close at hand, but they are like half a step away from the world, untouchable.

The smiles on the faces of those who bought the slaves of their choice became brighter and brighter, reflecting the gray faces of the slaves, which was particularly ironic, quite a kind of picture in Dante's Divine Comedy.

"This is the real ...... of this world," Crockdahl leaned back in his chair with his right hand on his cheek, muttering softly as if mocking and sighing.

"The strong dominate everything, and the weak can only survive in being dominated......"

"This world can't tolerate weak people, weak is a sin......" Crockdahl was a little stunned for a moment, looking at the scene in front of him, his previous beliefs seemed to be shaking, shattering, and falling apart.

Is it because of the memories of fusion?

Or is it because it's in his nature?

In a trance, many images flashed in front of Crockdahl's eyes.

When I was a child, I carried a pistol made of wood and dreamed of owning my own vineyard.

When I was a teenager, I saw Roger for the first time, and I was infected by the heroic spirit of the other party, and I was inspired to set sail and become a great pirate like Roger.

There are also young people, sailing with their peers, laughing together, harvesting together, and growing together......

Then, there is the helplessness and sadness of being betrayed by those closest to you. In order to gain more power, he walked through the desert on foot, and chose to be cold-blooded and cruel in order not to feel the feeling of betrayal......

And then?

Life in Alabastan is like a dream. When the dream is shattered and there is only resentment left, he becomes the Seven Martial Seas, and he fights for his ambition until he gains the memory of crossing over and meets another person......