Chapter Eighty-Eight: Can't Slide Into the Abyss

"Western sword - whispering (cherishing), a cherished sword weapon created by the swordsmith with painstaking efforts, is one of the fifty crafts of a good sword."

"It's the real thing! It's still a rare Western sword! ”

The most popular cold weapon in this world is the katana, and the spear and halberd of other types of swords are far from comparable. Because of this, swordsmen like Western swords are very valuable for swordsmen who are good at this type.

Immediately afterward, Carlando asked his men to take stock of the things and record them, but they didn't find anything interesting.

"It's all on board."

Carlando gave the order and headed straight for the place where the slaves and drugs were kept.

……

"Register them all, there is a unified arrangement time for sending them back! If you have nowhere to go, ask him or her if he or she has any ideas, and if not, ask if he or she would like to go with us. ”

Carlando glanced at the insensitive humans in the dirty and cramped cage, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Human beings are really complex creatures, and even in previous lives when the legal system was relatively sound, this kind of thing was repeatedly forbidden.

He didn't understand whether it was a lack of education, a moral depravity, or an inherent evil in the human heart......

Among the slaves abducted and robbed by Bell, young people between the ages of twelve and eighteen were the majority, and most of them were women with better faces.

In turbulent times, good looks are not something to show off. Because maybe just when you inadvertently reveal your beauty, there are wicked people with bad intentions who are ready to attack you for money!

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, benefactor! You, your great grace, I, we will never forget, forget! ”

Seeing this group of vicious gang members walk in, there was no undeserved fear on the insensitive faces of these poor people, but an empty hole that had long since accepted their fate.

But when they learned that this gang of gangsters was going to let them go, instead of escorting them to an unknown place, everyone seemed to be angry!

"Rest assured, we will arrange washing and food for everyone later. Now please line up to register the information, if you have a family to go back or want to go to relatives, we will arrange a boat to send you later.

If not, think about what you want to do, and we'll consider helping as appropriate. Finally, if you feel homeless and don't know what to do, you can consider joining us to support yourself. ”

Naturally, it was Callando's two eye-catching henchmen Candia and Traore who did this (after thinking about it, there are a lot of appearances of eye-catching men, so let's give them a name...... QAQ), as for counting on Ganga, Emma, and the three brothers? Callando doesn't think he's crazy yet!

Candia and Traore registered the poor people one by one, and there was an indescribable joy in their hearts. It is a very happy thing for them to never think of helping others in need.

"I, I, I seem, I don't know where home is...... Yes, I'm sorry! ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

Hearing the helpless whispers of the girl in front of them, Candia and Traore were at a loss. This low cry was like an invisible blunt object beating on their hearts, and an inexplicable discomfort lingered.

"Little sister, don't cry, the brothers will help you find your parents, you have to believe us!"

Callando stepped forward and reached out to gently stroke the girl's hair. Even though he knew that the world was sick, he was moved by the guilt he felt when he saw that the girl was facing the help of others but could not answer.

"Will you follow your brothers first? My brothers will definitely help you find your home based on your memories. ”

"Okay, good, okay, thank you, brother!"

Listening to the timid answer of the girl in front of him, Carando suddenly smiled. Why should I bother with whether this world is false or not, who can be sure that the past life is not a fantasy that someone in this world dreams of?

Carlando didn't know what it took to be alive. Is the heart still beating and the eyes still bright? Or does the body continue to produce life activities? He didn't know, but he knew that people are human because they can think and be moved.

"Go ahead......"

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"There are 42 people in total, and 25 of them have a home to go back to or a place to go. 5 people have their own ideas, and they are not too excessive, and they can even be said to be afraid of bothering us......"

Candia and Traore looked indescribably embarrassed, and these people who had experienced hardship were surprisingly low in their demands, and they were a little overwhelmed......

"When the 25 people arrived, they each gave 1 million Bailey, saying that they were compensated from the dead Bell, and the same was true for the 5 people."

Callando is not a good person, and he is afraid that giving too much will hurt them. And the banking industry in this world is not developed, and there are no checks or anything. The only world government with enough influence is that bird, and many organizations that can bring benefits to the masses are not functioning well.

"What about the big brother, what should I do with the lot of drugs that have been found?"

When Carlando heard Traore's inquiry, he also had a headache. The value of these drugs is about 100 million Baileys, but unfortunately they are all harmful things.

"It's all burned."

Once the bottomless thing is opened, Carlando doesn't know what kind of abyss he will slide into.

"Yes."

Traore is worried about money, but the boss's orders must be done.

"Have you found the information on Bell's transaction with the Dark World?"

Carlando is concerned about the source of Bell's drugs, as he needs to find dealers who can provide a steady supply of special banned drugs, and things like murder drugs are not so easy to deal with.

"Found it, we're going to contact them as the Dark World when we get back."

"Candia and Traore, you're doing a good job!"

Compared with the five cadres who have no eyesight at all, these two are much more comfortable to use. If it's still like this in the future, it's not impossible to cultivate it when you get a surplus of Devil Fruits.

"Bring your things, let's go back to the headquarters to discuss meritorious deeds!"

Although this act of unifying Leiden's darkness is, in Carlando's view, a big fish eating a small fish. But after all, the members of the "Split Sky" have fought bloodily, and rewards are indispensable.

"Boss, I heard that you confiscated a Western sword that is one of the fifty craftsmen of the good and fast sword? Can you show me? ”

As soon as he boarded the ship, Ados broke away from the group of three brothers and asked Callando with a smile on his face.

Well? Carlando looked at him deeply. And that's starting to worry about the whispers in my hands? Don't you want to think about your swordsmanship? Is this sword a waste in your hand?

"One of the fifty jobs of a good knife, whispering."

"You can see it, but you can only look at it."