One Piece: Dream Destroyer Mentor Marine King

Sabaody Archipelago.

Dylan and CP0 walked side by side towards Avenue 1.

"Just finding the information doesn't count as a successful transaction unless you pay me to take pictures."

"...This is secretly supported by 'Heavenly Yaksha' Doflamingo, I'm afraid..."

"Then keep the account! Keep half of it!"

CP0 was silent for a moment. This did not mean the transaction was completed, but only provided information.

Auction House No. 1, the main business is the human auction, occasionally there will be Devil Fruit or famous sword auctions.

The owner behind it is none other than one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea today, King Dressrosa - "Heavenly Yaksha" Don Quixote Doflamingo.

When the two of them walked to the door of Auction House No. 1, the expressions of the people around them changed and they all backed away.

Some guys who didn't know what they were doing were pulled aside by their companions before they could react.

"HO~ Your costume is quite useful. Normally, Marine wouldn't have such a strong deterrent effect."

CP0 shook his head noncommittally. As one of the senior members of CP0, he certainly knew what he represented in the eyes of others.

Only a guy like Adams Dylan, who can directly talk to Five Elders, dares to yell at him, and even threaten to kill him at every turn.

Dressrosa Royal Palace.

"Young Master... There is news from Sabaody Archipelago's No. 1 auction house that CP0 and Dark Dragon have entered the venue!"

"Dark Dragon?"

Doflamingo's face darkened. This guy... not only took Sherryman and other small humans away by force, but also let his men "hunt" wantonly around, causing Dressrosa's business to gradually decline.

Why are you going to Auction House No. 1 now?

"What is the auction item today?"

BABY5 flipped through the records: "Hmm...'Munch-Munch Fruit'...and there are 5 slaves. The fishmen...the long-handed tribe, the long-footed tribe, the fur tribe and a The famous snake chief clan."

"Are you going for the fruit? Or something else..."

BABY5 held a cigarette in his mouth and asked: "Do you want to inform the auction house..."

"No!"

Doflamingo raised his hand: "Don't mess with that bastard, just proceed normally. That bastard... is not a guy who follows rules."

In Auction House No. 1, the auctions for the fishmen, the Changshou Clan and the Foot Clan have all ended.

"Next is the auction of a very rare race~~~~~Fur Tribe!!!"

Fur people?

Dylan frowned, don't these guys rarely go to sea?

No...it's not that there aren't any, but it's definitely very rare.

"The fur tribe from a mysterious country are very energetic and have very powerful fighting skills, and they seem to have some special racial talent~~"

In a huge iron cage, a thumb-thick iron chain locked an elegant guy with his head covered.

For some reason, Dylan suddenly felt a slight tremor in his heart when he saw this guy.

"Oh, forgive me for the offense, but I still have to say that if you want to buy this slave, you'd better have strong strength, otherwise it will be very dangerous."

"Then, the starting bid for this furry tribe is: 700,000 Baileys!!"

Dylan turned his head and glanced at CP0.

At this time, CP0 was already a mature fan, and he knew what he should do with just one look from Dylan.

"The fur tribe... although they are very rare, they are still more numerous than the mermaids, and this guy looks like a male, so the price will drop a lot."

Are men going to lose their price?

CP0 nodded: "The value of males is generally much lower. After all, males of this specific race are usually bought... as playthings. Although there are some people who have such weird hobbies, they are a minority after all. "

Punishment! Real punishment! !

Dylan looked at the fur tribe locked in an iron cage. Although he couldn't see his face, Dylan could still feel a sense of handsomeness and elegance from him.

etc! !

I am the one with weird hobbies?

impossible! Absolutely impossible! !

CP0 couldn't help but feel a little strange as he looked at Dylan's face, which alternated between smiling and ferocious.

"Hey, raise your sign."

"My clothes represent..."

"Then you take off your clothes and lift them up, or I can help you take them off?"

"········"

Looking at Dylan with a weird look on his face, CP0 had no doubt that this lunatic could really do such a thing.

"Oh~~VIP No. 47 bids 700,000 Baileys. Is there any higher price?"

In the end, no one continued to increase the price, and those who could appear at Venue 1 basically knew what the clothes represented.

Later, when the snake-head clan was being auctioned, Dylan just glanced at it and closed his eyes.

CP0 breathed a sigh of relief, the Snakehead Clan... the price is not cheap either.

The snake girl was finally bought by the mysterious buyer in the corner.

"Finally!! The highlight of today!!! Devil Fruit!!!!!"

"Tsk," Dylan smacked his lips impatiently. It was just a Paramecia fruit, but it looked like a phantom beast.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that this thing is indeed a phantom beast species. For example, Zoan—frog fruit—phantom beast species—taotie form?

It’s not impossible!

"A powerful Devil Fruit that can swallow everything! Digest everything!!! Munch-Munch Fruit!!!"

After quoting the price twice, CP0 got Munch-Munch Fruit at a price of 40 million. Others seemed to be under pressure from CP and rarely forced price increases.

After Dylan and CP0 arrived at the auction house's office, the person in charge nodded and bowed to receive them.

"Celestial Dragons' Strongest Shield" - CP0.

"The youngest Marine Vice Admiral in history" - "Dark Dragon" Dylan.

No matter which one it is, he can't afford to offend him.

Dylan's consciousness merged into the space ring, took out a pile of treasures and threw them on the ground.

"It should be almost done, right?"

"Enough is enough."

The person in charge wiped his sweat.

It would be great if this uncle can give him money, but who cares whether he has enough or not.

Even if he doesn't give money today, let alone himself, even the young master can't do anything about it.

The staff at the back led the "handsome" fox up.

The person in charge looked a little strange at this very quiet fox. It was said that there were many casualties when he was captured.

"Where are you from? Zou?"

.......

Tahir raised his head in surprise and looked at the man known as the strongest Vice Admiral under Garp.

"It's true that I'm from Zou, but I started traveling the sea when I was sixteen." Tahir said to Dylan with a smile.

His expression was calm and calm, as if he was not a slave at this moment, but a guest here.

Dylan turned and walked towards the door, and Tahir and CP0 followed naturally.

Looking at Tahir's back, the person in charge suddenly felt a "big loss" feeling in his heart.

After boarding CP0's ship, Dylan lay on his exclusive rocking chair and asked: "With your strength, you were actually caught by those guys?"

CP0 is also a little curious. Although his Observation Haki is not powerful, he can still sense the extraordinary aura of this man.

"I was injured at the time. Later, I saw them chasing after me and let them take me away." Tahir smiled calmly: "I have seen and experienced many different lives, and slaves should be one of them. right."

Dylan yawned and waved to Tahir: "Then you can go experience it elsewhere. Just remember to return the redemption money to me."

After waiting for a while and seeing no response from him, Dylan asked strangely: "Aren't you leaving?"

Tahir walked up to Dylan and straightened his face: "I have spent more than ten years traveling around the world and have seen too many joys and sorrows. Last time I returned to Zuowu, Boss Inuarashi said that we still need to wait for our own opportunity to appear... "

"But I don't want to wait any longer," Tahir looked directly into Dylan's eyes: "Please let me follow you to witness the changes in the world."

"Me?" Dylan frowned: "I'm just a Marine. Shouldn't you go to the pirates for things like chasing dreams? I remember... you guys from Zuowu always seem to be just... Pirates don’t belong to Marine, right?”

"Although I don't know the specific reason, it is precisely because of the traditional tradition that I want to choose a different path." Tahir's eyes burned: "I don't believe... this world will be filled with 'thieves' People in the name of change.”

At this time, Tahir was standing in the wind. Although the facial features on his face still had some characteristics of a fox, the moon-white robe paired with his soft facial features actually made Dylan feel like "He is so handsome, he is so beautiful." So beautiful!" Feeling.

! ?

"Are you an esper!?"

Tahir seemed a little embarrassed and shook his head slightly: "No."

The charm itself? A man? No, male vixen?

Tahir took out a strange fox mask and put it on: "This is an innate trait of mine, sorry."

When Dylan saw the fox mask, his heart moved.

"It's not impossible for you to get on my ship, but there are no useless people on my ship. This shows that you are not." Faced with Dylan's vulgar language, Tahir was not angry, but just slightly acquiesced. Body.

"Another point is that if you get on my ship, you need absolute obedience. Although you may not be allowed to join Marine, if one day it is necessary, then you must obey. Even if one day I want to attack Zou, you You can’t retreat either!”

Dylan's gaze was compelling, and Tahir remained unmoved in response to his aura.

"Of course, I have traveled around the world and been a soldier. In fact, when I board your warship, it is equivalent to no longer being a member of Zou." Tahir smiled slightly to cover his eyes. Disappointment: "I don't agree with the 'tradition' and 'promise' that Zou has guarded for generations. I want to find the 'right' path."

When Dylan brought Tahir back to G5, even with the mask on, Bell-mère's body was shocked.

Those ordinary G5 soldiers even felt their hearts skipping a beat.

Tom and Shiryu were not affected, and several members of the Dontata tribe did not seem to feel this "charm."

Looking at the "rogue Marines" who were already in a daze, Dylan raised his forehead and said to Tahir: "Can't you control your damn 'charm'?"

Tahir owed his body: "I'm very sorry, my practice is not enough, I will work hard."

At this moment, Bell-mère seemed to be back to what it was like in Cocoa West Village.

She walked up to Tahir and leaned forward: "Do you want to practice? I need it too? Do you want to come together?"