Gilde Tezzolo –

This man knows a simple truth very well.

So far, he doesn't have any real "power".

Even though he is extremely eager to take revenge on the nobles or the rich, even though he has been training for a long time, he still lacks "strength".

Even the most ordinary naval soldier can easily defeat Tezzolo, let alone the elite Draco guards.

If it weren't for Uta giving him a "note grenade" to use at a critical moment, he would probably have been knocked down by now, right?

"Ha, hey, hey......"

Tezzolo chuckled.

Although he had no intention of blaming Uta, the eldest sister had indeed miscalculated one thing.

The act of using weapons itself also requires a certain amount of "power" to support it.

Those with strange powers can wield sledgehammers, but ordinary people can only use wooden clubs.

And the weapon of the "Note Grenade" is tantamount to an overweight sledgehammer for Tezzolo!

If you want to use it forcibly, not to mention the enemy, Tezzolo himself will be in danger of his own life!

A blessing in misfortune –

Tezzolo's luck was good.

The explosion of the note grenade did not completely shatter his nerves, but only severely damaged his eardrums.

Coupled with the few beatings by the guards, Tezzolo only felt that his whole body was about to fall apart, and it was difficult for the whole person to even stand!

But what can he do?

There is no "money" and no "power", and you can only watch everything happen.

Just like when I watched the Draconians take Stella away.

The only thing Tezzolo can do is to fight with the determination to die!

……

Click, click, click......

Clutching his sore abdomen, Tezzolo stepped forward step by step, finally reaching the auction platform.

Four Devil Fruits are there!

Tezzolo let out a mouthful of blood foam and limped forward.

At this moment, the auction host on the side raised his head and noticed the uninvited guest.

"Hey!"

The host rushed over with his hands and feet, blocking Tezzolo's side.

He is not a nobleman, and he has no idea of defending the Celestial Dragons, he just wants to save his life.

Those four Devil Fruits are something that the Celestial Dragon people fancies, once they are taken away by others, everyone present will not think about a good end!

"Wait, what are you going to do?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the host immediately drew the musket from his waist and aimed it at Tezzolo's head.

He yelled, "You guy, do you want to kill everyone!" ”

“……”

The muzzle of the black hole couldn't stop Tezzolo, and he didn't answer, just continued to walk.

Tezzolo stepped forward and aimed his gun at his eyebrows.

His bloodshot eyes widened, and a seeping light reflected in the depths of his pupils, piercing through the gun-wielding host first.

opened his mouth and spit out two bland words-

"Fuck off."

Tezzolo no longer has the strength to dodge, let alone dodge the host's gunfire.

But when the words fell, the host was already so frightened that his face turned pale, and he didn't dare to look at Tezzolo at all.

The terrifying momentum burst out, like a thunderclap, scaring away the gun in the host's hand.

"Wow!"

The host screamed and rolled backwards in quick succession, making way for Tezzolo.

Tezzolo limped on until he reached the front of the four Devil Fruits.

He grabbed one of them, his brain racing, and he began to think about the follow-up.

Do you want to run?

Among Tezzolo's previous companions, there were no Devil Fruit abilities.

He wasn't sure what would happen if he ate the Devil Fruit on the spot.

Therefore, the safest way is, of course, to flee the scene with the Devil Fruit and find a safe place to study it slowly.

After a while, maybe a few years later, your own strength and power will grow stronger, and no one will be able to help yourself.

The above was Tezzolo's original plan.

But plans can't keep up with the change, and now Tezzolo seems to have one more choice.

Don't run away, stay.

Listen to your own impulses, get involved in this big event, and to hell with all the messy plans!

But is this really "reasonable"?

“……”

Tezzolo grabbed the Devil Fruit and looked up.

Over there, a battle broke out that Tezzolo would never have been able to participate in—

Aven Lindsay, yes, Guardian Leader!

……

In the audience, the scene was chaotic.

Everywhere there was a panicked crowd and the guards who were capturing the "new slaves".

People are well aware of the consequences of becoming a "slave", so there must be people who try to resist and clash with the guards.

But among them, if there is any battle that is the most "weird", then it must be the duel between Lindsay and the leader of the guard.

This duel began with an "action" -

Draw the knife.

The leader of the guard kicked Tezzolo away, and then drew the saber from his waist and split Tezzolo in two.

But before the knife could be pulled out, it was forcibly pressed down by a hand.

Pull it out again? Press again!

Lindsay and the leader of the guard faced each other, wrestling around an unsheathed saber.

After a few back and forth, the aura of the two gradually increased, and the force used gradually increased.

“……”

"[Demon] ......"

The leader of the guards spoke, recognizing Lindsay's identity.

He looked each other up and down, his expression was still so cold, playing with taste:

"You're a little more 'breathless' than I thought."

"Huh?"

Lindsay pressed the scabbard of her saber again, leaned closer to the face of the leader of the guards, and opened her mouth to let out a hot breath.

"What are you talking about? I didn't hear you. ”

"I said—

As soon as the leader of the guards spoke, Lindsay's force on the scabbard suddenly increased, and the body of the leader of the guards staggered.

Lindsay squinted her eyes and smiled, "Go on, I didn't hear clearly." ”

“……”

So the leader of the guard continued.

He maintained his staggering strange posture and grinned and sneered:

"[Demon], I've read your information."

"What you've done has had a lot of impact, but I'm not going to change my mind."

"There is no 'meaning' in your actions."

The leader of the guards narrowed his eyes, then took a deep breath.

"You're not a 'pirate', but you're also just an 'adventurer', acting according to a commission or purpose."

"You're trying to change something, but after all, you're just one person, and you're far less of a threat to the world government than the 'Revolutionary Army.'"

“……”

With that, the leader of the guards fell silent, but the hand that drew the sword continued to exert force.

Lindsay didn't care, but grinned.

"Really? I never thought about it......"

Swish!

In the next second, the leader of the guards increased his strength and forcibly pulled out the saber at his waist, pointing at Evan Lindsay's neck.

Lindsay stepped forward suddenly, grabbing the blade of the saber of the leader of the guards.

"You have to understand one thing—"

The demon spoke, revealing a mouth full of fangs.

"This kind of thing 'life' is far more unpredictable than any 'Tianlong people'!"

“？！”

Before he could finish speaking, the leader of the guards suddenly widened his eyes.

He only felt a strong wind coming, and quickly turned around to look, and saw an oncoming "golden fist"

Tezzolo flew in, still chewing something in his mouth, juice running from the corners of his mouth.

He threw a punch and slammed it into the face of the leader of the guards, knocking him back several steps.

"Sure enough—"

Tezzolo swallowed the last bite of the Devil Fruit, firing his golden fist fingers.

His eyes glanced to the side, looked at Evan Lindsay, and whispered excitedly:

"I still want to be like that!"

(End of chapter)