The merchants and aristocrats among the guests could only watch as their favorite cheap labor and fresh toys were pocketed by Galen at the reserve price.

But the atmosphere in the auction room did not fall silent, but secretly fermented in the continuous silence:

In this auction, in addition to merchants and nobles, a small number of people were strong people who crossed the sea, or spokesmen of some great powers.

Their purpose was never for the inconsequential slaves, but for the final treasure of the auction:

The mysterious fruit of nature.

And as the hot slaves were quickly photographed by Galen in batches, the final treasure of the finale was finally unveiled on stage.

Looking at the treasure chest containing the Devil Fruit on the stage, the eyes of the guests began to burn.

The moderator is acutely aware of:

These people are not easy people, and they will not let an opportunity to become a top powerhouse slip through their hands because they are afraid of Galen's power.

Therefore, the host, who was a little stunned by Galen, finally regained his professionalism at this last moment:

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

His voice became very impassioned, and he waved his arms excitedly:

"Next, it's the finale of this auction - the natural fruit!"

"And its properties are..."

The host dragged out a long tail note before slowly putting his hand on the lid of the box, which whetted everyone's appetite.

At this moment, all the guests couldn't help but beat faster.

Even Tiqi, who has always been disguised and moody, unconsciously tensed his muscles, clenched his fists, leaned forward, and his eyes showed a bit of fierce light.

"Its properties are..."

The host finally opened the lid of the treasure chest and revealed the final mystery: "Nature: Rustle Fruit!" ”

"Huh?"

Titch's expression froze, and the disappointment in capital letters appeared on his face.

"Rustling fruit?"

Galen was a little stunned, and his face showed an expression of crying and laughing:

"We really have fate!"

Galen guessed a lot of possibilities, but he didn't think about the rustle fruit that he had fought against;

Now after seeing the true face of this finale treasure, Galen suddenly remembered that the Devil Fruit would reappear directly in the world after the death of the person with the previous ability.

Although Titch and Galen immediately lost interest in the rustling fruit, this did not affect the mood of the guests:

The previous ability of the Shasha Fruit was able to retreat in front of Whitebeard, and later became the revered King Qiwu Hai, and finally died at the hands of a strong man who could "rival Reilly", which is enough to prove the strength of this natural fruit.

When the two strong rivals, Titch and Galen, all died down, the other guests were even more excited.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of price increases.

The auction hall finally regained some of the lively atmosphere of the auction room.

In a short time, the 500 million sand fruits were lifted to as much as 700 million.

Galen was not interested in paying attention anymore, so he only thought that he was a well-wisher who came to rescue the slaves today.

However, Galen, a "good Samaritan", will not lose money:

With the exception of a few underage girls who were bought as gifts for Hancock, the young men and women who bought them back could be brought back to train as full-fledged company employees.

While paying these people normal wages, the slave contract was changed into a loan contract, and a certain amount of loan interest rate was added to the ransom fee, and finally...

Let them work under their own hands with peace of mind, and honestly repay the loan for 30 years.

"This..."

After listening to Galen's policy, Nami and Vivi couldn't help but have an expression on their faces as if they had seen the devil.

"That's a great idea!"

Miss Robin, the secretary, was shocked when she heard this, and said with a smile:

"By taking out a ransom loan, we can give those slaves a relatively free identity, and at the same time, we can make a profit on the company's freeing of slaves."

"There are still many loopholes in this method, but if we can really form a positive feedback on this, we will have the ability to rescue more slaves."

"Uh..."

Hearing Robin's in-depth analysis, a few traces of embarrassment quietly flashed in the eyes of "philanthropist" Galen:

"No, that's right, that's what I thought."

While these company executives were busy discussing policies, the rustling fruit seemed to have been raised to the highest price that everyone could accept: 800 million.

No one continues to raise the price any more.

The scene became somewhat quiet, and everyone waited for the final word.

"Billion!"

A voice rang out from the entrance of the auction house.

The voice was loud and wanton, with a domineering tone that defied everything, and it sounded like a...

Giant babies who are completely self-centered and may have problems with their IQ.

However, no one dared to speak in front of the giant baby:

The man was about twenty years old, but he was full of fat and strange shapes, wearing a robe similar to a spacesuit, a sewing machine hairstyle with a distorted aesthetic comb, and a transparent bubble hood.

His formation was not small, although he did not take the slaves out of the house, but he was followed by a group of tall and burly attendants wearing standard armor.

"Ediant Saint!"

The staff of the auction hall recognized at a glance the big financier, who often took care of the business, and immediately approached with a smile on his horse.

"This fruit is mine!"

The genuine Draco man Edion Te Saint strode to the front row, and laughed loudly again:

"Nature's fruits? Haha..."

His laughter was distorted, with a bit of a penetrating feeling in his stupidity:

"In the circus of the Kama El Holy family next door, there are even slaves of the Phantom Beast Department..."

"I'm going to beat him this time!"

Treat the rare Devil Fruit ability as a circus clown, and only the arrogant Draco can do it.

And after hearing the word 'circus', Hancock, who was sitting upright in his seat like a sculpture, trembled uncontrollably again.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Perona, who was held in Hancock's arms, couldn't help but whisper in pain, but Hancock's eyes only became more and more blank.

As the genuine Draco approached step by step, Hancock's entire mind was occupied by the gray memories that had been sealed for a long time, and it was even a little difficult to breathe.

Just when the lingering psychological shadow of the years was about to completely swallow Hancock, a man suddenly stood in front of her and quietly protected her behind his back.

The nightmarish Draco in Hancock's vision suddenly vanished, leaving only a tall, resolute back.

This is Hancock's new psychological shadow, Galen.

Under the fight against poison with poison, Hancock actually felt a little relieved for the first time.

And the Saint Ediante walked all the way from the entrance, and finally walked to the most luxurious and noble first row of seats.

There were still a lot of empty seats in this row, but the stunned and arrogant eyes of Edient Saint still stared at Galen and the others for the first time:

"Who are you?"

"Why are you sitting in my seat?!

Galen secretly said that it was not good, but he didn't expect him to have a conflict with the Draconians because of an inconsequential seat.

Under the questioning of Ident Saint, the air suddenly became tense.

All the guests held their breath, but looked at them with interest:

Because in their minds, this is a contradiction between two high-ranking "Tianlong people", and it is a rare high-level tear.

And Galen's identity as a mysterious Draco who was tacitly acquiesced by the world government but never officially recognized will also be revealed in this confrontation.

Galen was a little stunned and didn't respond immediately.

And the ugly and obese Edion Saint took out an aggressive attitude, and opened his mouth to scold:

"An inferior pariah, how dare you sit in a seat in the first row?!"

"Get out of here!"

The already tense atmosphere suddenly became more severe.

Everyone present, including his old friend Titch, was a little curious about Galen's next move:

What will this supernova, the Seven Martial Seas, and the "Celestial Dragons" do to react under the humiliation of another Celestial Dragon.

And Galen's thoughts were:

Just get out of your seat and leave.

This not only does not cause trouble, but also uses this to get rid of the misleading aura of the Draco on his head.

What kind of virtue the Celestial Dragon people are, Galen has long known in his heart.

Therefore, the Celestial Dragon man in front of him did not shoot directly at Galen because of these trivial matters, and in Galen's eyes, he was already a relatively "qualified" Draconian.

And Galen didn't want to endure his minions for so long, and in the end, the reason for going to war with the World Government was...

Seats were not given to people with intellectual disabilities.

However, Galen forgot an important point:

Back down, there's never a way to silence a stupid X.

Before Galen was about to turn away, the Saint Edion died again:

"Huh?"

Ediant snorted heavily, and a pair of eyes went directly around Galen's tall and burly figure, and pinned it fiercely to Hancock, who was sitting behind him.

"Pretty, pretty!"

Ediante's eyes were full of tears, and the corners of his mouth were almost drooling:

"There is such a rare beauty here!"

Under the color heart, the voice of the Ediante Saint almost trembled in excitement.

Hancock's face suddenly turned pale, and the imprint hidden behind him quietly became burning.

She obviously has the strength to dominate one side, but after all, she still can't get out of the shadow of being enslaved by the Celestial Dragons.

Galen didn't say much, but the heavy armor on his body and the sharp sword in his hand quietly appeared.

Seeing this situation, Tiqi, who was sitting in the back row, shrank his pupils, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously grinned a playful smile that sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight.

He knew in his heart that Galen was preparing to do it.

However, the obsessed Edion Saint was completely unaware of the crisis, but just regarded Galen as if it were air, and said in a vague and excited tone to himself:

"It's not the same as those slave girls..."

"Such a figure is really a rare treasure!"

"I'm going to bring her back!"

As he spoke, Idiante looked over with burning eyes, and pointed to Hancock with one hand...

Perona in her arms.