Pirate's Unlimited Loot

For a month, Bai Lan was arranged to participate in the arena almost every two days. Fortunately, the system was there, otherwise Bai Lan would die of exhaustion in the arena even if he was not killed.

"I can't believe it, he actually won everything." Harry still had a shocked expression on his face.

When he heard that Saint Roswader was interested in Bai Lan, he had already sentenced Bai Lan to death. What happened next was just as he expected. Bai Lan continued to participate in the arena with almost no rest time. The competition lasted for a month, and his ending seemed to be doomed.

But Bai Lan's performance was beyond his expectations. He actually survived in such a difficult situation and became stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even if he was seriously injured, he could be alive and kicking the next day. , with a physique like a monster.

After Harry reported Bai Lan's information to Saint Roswader, Saint Roswader seemed to finally remember to let Bai Lan rest, and Bai Lan got a week's leave.

"It really makes me more and more satisfied," Saint Roswader murmured in the somewhat dark hall.

"Father, do you really want to train him to participate in the duel competition held in the entire Holy Land in two years?" Shalulia Palace on the side asked with some doubts.

"Why not? He meets all the requirements. There is simply no better candidate than him. He also passed my month-long test."

"Of course I know he meets the requirements, but don't you think he is too weak?"

"Have you not noticed how quickly he has become stronger? It has been less than a year since he became my slave. He went from being weak to being able to defeat my low-level gladiators."

"With this speed of becoming stronger, and the information received from the arena, it seems that the opponents he kills will turn into mummies as if they have been sucked dry by something. I can be sure that he is hiding some secrets."

"In this case, you still..."

"Listen to me first." He waved his hand to interrupt his daughter's question. Saint Roswader looked like he had everything under control.

"As long as he helps us win the duel championship, then I can serve as a councilor of the Slave Management Association, and then our family's power can expand again. By then, his usefulness has been exhausted, and I can naturally capture him. Torture his secrets."

Saint Roswader squeezed the crutch in his hand and said in a conspiratorial tone. It was as if Bai Lan was a chess piece in his hand that could be flattened and rounded by him.

"I understand, father." Shalulia Palace bowed her head in submission and stood aside.

Saint Roswader nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly seemed to remember something and asked towards Shalulia Palace: "Where is your bastard brother?"

For Saint Roswader, Shalulia Palace is his valued successor. She is smart and studious, ruthless and decisive, and has all the qualities a leader should have.

But her brother was a huge disappointment to him. He spent all day eating, drinking and having fun with a group of gangsters, and often caused him trouble.

"He seems to have gone to a banquet. I heard that they wanted to use a few human slaves to test the power of the Devil Fruit just brought from the lower world." Shalulia Palace said with some disdain.

"Hmph, what a waste!" Saint Roswader snorted heavily. He didn't care about the Devil Fruit. If he really wanted to find this thing, someone would send it to him in a matter of minutes given their status as a Celestial Dragon. What he was angry about was his own son. Not wanting to make progress.

After exhaling, Saint Roswader rubbed his temples and leaned back on the chair a little tiredly, "Forget it, leave him alone, as long as he doesn't cause trouble for me, just let him go!"

"Yes"

"By the way, since you already know my plan, it's up to you to contact Bai Lan."

"Remember, as long as he doesn't make too many demands, I'll agree to him for the time being."

"clear"