The sea breeze in early spring is refreshing, wet and salty and icy.

Takitsumi uses the wind generated by the movement of air to propel the canvas-hung fishing boat forward like a speedboat, and at the same time creates an air wall at the front of the fishing boat to guide the splashes of water to fall, and to prevent the contents of the fishing boat from being left in the sea due to the blowing sea breeze.

Perhaps because of the joy of going out to sea alone after being closed for too long, Takichen almost frantically uses the power of the Devil Fruit, and the feeling of bathing in the wind speaks of the beauty of the sea.

After a long day of such aimless sailing, exhaustion invades the brain with impunity due to the overuse of power. Takitatsu gasped for breath as the sunset over the sea and sky leaned against the bow of the ship at dusk.

Before he knew it, Takizu fell asleep, but in the dark sea, an old ship with lights on found Takizu in his sleep.

"Boss, there seems to be a person floating on the surface of the sea in front of you."

"Bring the boat over, and if it is a shipwreck, tie it up and throw it into the cabin."

The man with a scar on the corner of his eye threw the unburned cigarette in his hand into the sea.

This is a merchant ship that mainly traded slaves, and when it came across Takitsu on the way back, it approached the fishing boat when he was tired. However, because Takizu was so tired, he didn't notice the situation around him, and even fell asleep in his dreams.

"It's a teenager in a coma."

"Oh? It's really rare. Take him down, the adult's favorite is such a young boy. ”

The man glanced at Takita, then spat on the floor, not hiding his mockery of the "big man". Fame and fortune will lift people up to the sky, but when they fall, there is a bottomless abyss below.

He has been in this industry for many years, he knows very well that if he wants to grow his power, he must cooperate with the powerful, and when he has enough capital and strength, he must let him taste the feeling of being called by others, and he has long been unable to stand the ugly and proud face when the powerful person calls him.

"No problem, boss."

The sailors smiled wickedly, tied Takitatsu who was adrift at sea with ropes, and then took him aboard the ship.

"Son, don't blame me for being ruthless, for there is no mercy in this world." The man lit a cigarette for himself and walked to the bow of the boat. "Let's go, the employer is still waiting for us to deliver the goods, and it will be difficult to negotiate if it is delayed for a long time."

The sea is dark again, leaving lonely fishing boats floating on the surface.

"Cheer up, we'll be on the shore soon."

Perhaps because it was too noisy, Takichen slowly opened his eyes, but it was pitch black in front of him, and only a glimmer of light was revealed between the cracks in the wooden door.

The foul smell irritated Takita's nasal passages, making him feel tightness and shortness of breath like sweat mixed with some mixture. With that glimmer of light, Takichen knew that he was in a dilapidated room, but the tightness coming from his wrist made Takichen understand that he and the people in the room had become prisoners of others, at least the source of the noise outside would definitely not be a good person.

The people in this room were all ordinary people, and there were even old men who had half their feet in the loess. Around Takichen, there were five slaves of various physiques, waiting for good fortune, who were either sleeping against the wall or squatting on the floor to rest with their eyes closed.

"Have you ever come to your senses of the heinous sins of kidnapping me while I'm tired?"

The corners of Takichen's mouth rose slightly, as if he was laughing at himself, and his face that couldn't tell whether it was self-deprecation or anger flashed away. He is not a gentle person, especially after others show purposeful hostility, although he does so because of his own carelessness, but the act of kidnapping others without his permission is enough to make Takitsu angry, just as he is unhappy with slave traders and nobles.

The royal power and nobles, as long as the slightest thing does not go their way, they will put others in prison or kill, and when they meet a beautiful woman, they ask for a personal promise, and if they are refused, they start to threaten. Labeling people with trumped-up charges, oppressing the people, looting the people's fat and ointment, using money to solve problems and doing whatever they want. Arrogant, self-righteous, and selfish. Slave traders, too, trample on life, sell, and make profits, whether it's games or anime, most of them are a bunch of people who only cause trouble to people.

Takichen doesn't have a good impression of them, if he meets someone with a conscience, it's okay, otherwise this group of moths like the Tianlong people, once they provoke themselves, then even if they can't complete the feat of eliminating harm for the people, they won't let them live so happily.

Moreover, after so many years of loneliness, Takichen's thoughts about the world that he had a good impression of the world also disappeared at this moment, and his mood naturally became unpleasant.

About a few hours ago, Takichen was floating on the surface of the sea when he was asleep, and he vaguely heard the conversation about the trade of goods before, so there was only one conclusion, he became the goods they used for trading, and to put it mildly, he was a slave.

It's just that he is not locked in an iron cage, maybe in their eyes, he is just a helpless little ghost.

In this world, only the Tianlong people regard slaves as legal commodities, and it is precisely because of the existence of this group of maggots that the world is so sick and crazy. However, other employers who bought slaves were not excluded. And this happens to be what Takichen hates.

However, such a crazy era is the most suitable stage for the strong.

He smiled, his smile concealed a little ridicule of himself, but he also had a hint of expectation, isn't it the strong man who can decide the future? Whether it's yourself or someone else.

"Think I'm just a weak boy with no hands on my hands? Then you should also pay for your laziness. ”

The hemp rope on his wrist was easily broken free by Takita, because the Oriental appeared to be relatively young, and despite spending six years on the isolated island, it still didn't look like much had changed.

But in this world, age has never been the only measure of force.

"Although I don't have any affection for human slave traders, and I don't want to kill, people always pay for their stupidity."

Takizu stood up and easily avoided several victims by relying on his domineering appearance. And those who saw Takichen walking around just lowered their eyelids and lowered their heads, and continued to sleep against the corner. In their minds, it is better to sleep than to do those boring things that waste their energy, and besides, there have been cases before that the sailors will mercilessly reward the restless with a whip.

The doorknob outside was locked, but that wasn't a hindrance to Takita.

Immediately, with a loud bang, the wooden door and the locked deadbolt slammed into the wall, leaving small cracks, which were the traces of the wooden door after it was violently destroyed.

"You go down and see what's going on."

"Okay, boss."

Despite the strong winds, the strange noise coming from inside the cabin caught their attention, and an emaciated sailor came into Takita's field of vision.

As if in response to Takita, there was also a movement in the room inside the cabin, which was the expectation of the dark heart longing for light.

Takijin didn't pay attention to the commotion coming from the room, even the sound of the deadbolt being broken was deliberate, because he could have created a vacuum so that no sound could be heard.

"Now, it's time for you to pay for your mistakes."

The moment the sailor appeared, Takitsu had already come to him, and stretched out his index finger to aim at the emaciated man's chest: "Bullet." ”

Blood soaked his clothes in an instant, and the sailor covered his mouth before he could scream, as if he had been immobilized, and could only watch himself step into the train of death.

"The show has just begun!"

Takitashi poured oil from the lantern onto the planks and lit the planks with the light.

"These slaves confined to a small space must be desperate to regain their freedom, so I'm going to add some fun to the show."

Afterwards, Takitsu opened the doors of several rooms and used his fruit ability to cut the hemp rope that bound them, and then returned to the dark room, hiding his form in the darkness.

"I'm free!"

The agitation quickly filled the space with the first shout, and the commotion soon spread throughout the ship, and the sailors on deck could not stop the slaves' thirst for freedom.

Taking advantage of this chaotic scene, Takitsu took the opportunity to leave the cabin, he stole a clean change of clothes from a certain room, and took the money from the cupboard.

No matter where you are, money is always a stepping stone. At least, Takichen doesn't want to fall into the dilemma of "a penny is a hero".

Such an act is no different from stealing, but who cares about it in this sea?

The sailors and the slaves fought, but it was clear that the slaves were gradually gaining victory by numbers. As for how they ended, Takijin didn't care.

"It seems that there are still people who want to take my boat."

In an inconspicuous corner, Takichen and the owner of the ship met, and the man said slowly with an unfinished cigarette in his mouth.

"You're the captain, why do you do all these unconscionable things?"

"Lost conscience? There is no such thing as fairness in this world. Some people are tall, some are short, some are high and powerful, and some are humble and poor, I just obey the rules of this world, and the guy who violates the rules only deserves to disappear silently in the corner. ”

"Do you want to say that the weak are destined to lose everything?"

"Haha, funny little ghost." The man took a hard drag on his cigarette and spat out the smoke towards Takita. "No matter where you are, the weak are the slaves of the strong, and even if the times are different, what changes is only the way of enslavement."

"I released the slaves in the cabin, but I didn't expect that the owner of the ship would not fight to protect his property, but would plan to escape."

"Should I praise your bravery, or should I laugh at your ignorance? You think you've saved them, but there's no place for them in this place. Perhaps all I have to lose is a dilapidated ship and a few poor slaves, so let them enjoy a brief moment of freedom under the blue sky! Boy, as much as I would love to recruit you on board, I don't have such a broad mind for someone who has harmed his own interests. ”

"It's a great irony to be invited to be invited as a slave trafficker."

Takichen did not hesitate to reject the man, he was an idiot enough, and he tried in vain to discuss human nature with a slave trader.

"Boss, the goods from the employer..."

A weak young man with eyes stood behind the man and said with some scruples.

"It's his business to buy slaves, and it's up to me to sell them or not, do you understand?"

"I see..."

The weak young man reached out and helped his glasses that were about to slip off.

"In that case, my ship doesn't welcome imps who don't even have hair." The man threw the cigarette into the sea and pulled out the long knife he had carried with him, his rough fingers sliding lightly over the blade. "Take out your skills, since you have the guts to sabotage my business, you should also rely on it, otherwise you won't have a chance if you die."

"Bullets."

In the blink of an eye, Takitsu approached the scarred man's body, and then stretched out his index finger to aim at the man, and the strong impact left an inconspicuous groove on the knife's body.

"Very good power, but it's a pity that you're facing me, and you have no chance of winning at such a distance."

The man relied on his keen sense of smell of the crisis, and instantly blocked the knife in front of his chest, although he was surprised that the little ghost in front of him had such a fast speed, but then kicked at the joint of Takichen with his foot, and did not relax at all because of Takichen's age.

However, at the moment of his action, Takichen adhered to the concept of opening up the distance immediately after a blow was ineffective, and at the moment of retreat, the qi blade formed in countless moments blocked the man's movements.

With his extraordinary physical fitness and reflexes, the man managed to dodge some of the fatal attacks, but he still left several wounds of varying depths on his body, and even his clothes became tattered. On the other hand, Takichen just calmly watched the man's every move, looking for an opportunity to defeat him in one fell swoop.

"The law of the jungle is the rule of this world, and no one can change it." The man put away the blade in his hand and led the sailor to the other side of the ship. "You win, it's yours."

Although the scar man's behavior was a little strange, Takichen did not let his guard down, and it was not until the two of them completely disappeared from view that Takichen boarded the lifeboat that he won from the man with "victory".

"If you want to snatch something from Lao Tzu, you have to pay the price, let the sea be your final destination."

In a place where Takizu had not noticed, the man watched the boy until he disappeared into the night.

After a brief encounter with Takichen, the man learns that Takichen is a Devil Fruit Ability, and Takichen's troublesome ability makes him unable to do anything at all, so he gives up the fight with Takichen. What's more, there is more than one place where there is a lifeboat, and the boat that the little ghost is on has already been manipulated by himself.