"Vice Admiral Basti! That woman! She is my slave! Bring her back to me at once!"
Duke Ditet on the high platform was attracted by the loud noise and commotion below. When his gaze swept over Charlotte Linlin's slender figure in the dust, the fear in his eyes was instantly drowned by greed.
He excitedly pointed at Charlotte Linlin, shouting as if he had discovered a peerless treasure, completely forgetting his previous embarrassment, and already calculating in his heart how to lock this peerless beauty into his collection room.
Basti really wanted to strangle this idiot Dytet.
This idiotic fat pig! Are you fucking blind?! Can't you see I can't even take a casual strike from her?! What kind of monster is this?! Wait... this height, this long pink hair... a terrifying thought hit him like ice water, instantly making his whole body run cold.
It couldn't be the one from Rocks' ship... Charlotte Linlin, could it?!
He then vaguely remembered seeing a brief bulletin about the newly promoted officers of the Rocks Pirates, but he had scoffed at it at the time, thinking that no matter how strong a woman was, she should be at home raising children, and hadn't bothered to look closely at the portrait on the bounty poster.
Moreover, the exaggerated sunglasses on Charlotte Linlin's face, which covered most of her features, further interfered with his judgment.
Why hadn't he looked at the intelligence more carefully? At least he could have known something about the abilities of the person in front of him to make it easier to deal with later.
At this moment, Bastiou felt deep regret, paying a heavy price for his deep-seated arrogance and prejudice.
"Is it you, this disgusting fat pig, who's thinking about This old lady?"
Charlotte Linlin's cold gaze swept over Dytet on the high platform, then looked at Dock struggling to get up.
"Can you still go? If not, I'm going to take action."
"Cough... cough cough... No problem!"
Dock spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with visceral fragments, the flame of hatred in his eyes Burning even more intensely. With a low growl, he leaped toward the high platform again!
This time, his gaze was fixed on Teddy beside Dytet. Not because Dytet was further away, but because—his wife, Urti, had been whipped to death by this scum!
The look full of killing intent made the pampered Teddy feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his crotch becoming wet and warm as he screamed in terror:
"That Marine! Come over here and stop this slave! Otherwise, this Prince will have my father dismiss you, and you'll never be a Marine again!"
Basti was so angry at Teddy's brainless threat that he almost coughed up blood. He roared at the high platform:
"You idiots! Run! Are you waiting there to die?!"
"It seems,"
A cold and oppressive voice rang out above his head like a ghost,
"you still haven't learned your lesson."
"Wh... when?!"
Bastiou's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks, his hair stood on end, and cold sweat instantly soaked his Marine uniform.
His Observation Haki belatedly issued a frantic warning—a nine-meter-tall massive shadow had stood behind him at some point, the shadow of death completely enveloping him.
Charlotte Linlin's eyes were indifferent, and the massive nodachi in her hand was already raised, with jumping red electric arcs wrapped around the blade.
"A white pillar... No! Wrong! This is... a scabbard?! Damn it! Why... can't my body move!!"
Bastiou turned his head with difficulty and saw a huge, white jade-like pillar appearing in his eyes. The jade pillar grew larger and larger, with matchless momentum, gradually occupying his entire field of vision.
"Hokushin Itto-ryu: Iai—"
"Tide Breaker!"
A cold female voice pronounced his end.
The white pillar wrapped in red and black lightning fell from top to bottom, crashing down on Basti!
Basti's body twisted in the face of the powerful slash.
"Boom—!!!"
The earth shook violently, and a deep ravine spread forward from where Bastiou was located. A Mushroom cloud of dust rose into the sky.
The violent airwave swept around like a tsunami, picking up the nobles who were crying for help and the Slaves dominated by the pleasure of revenge like scarecrows, throwing them several stories high before they crashed back down heavily.
"Save me! Save me! I have lots and lots of treasure! Whoever saves me, I'll give him half!"
"Damn it! Where are the guards! Where are the Marines! Come and protect me! I paid heavy taxes and security fees!"
"Hahaha! Serves you right! You blood-sucking nobles have your day too! Retribution! This is retribution! Hahaha!"
From high up, the desperate cries for help from the nobles and the unbridled, tearful laughter of the Slaves could be heard.
The massive dust slowly dissipated. At the bottom of the deep pit, Bastiou's body was unnaturally distorted, one shoulder weirdly hunched up higher than his ear. Clearly, many bones in his body had been dislocated and shattered under that terrifying blow.
With such heavy injuries, even if he survived by luck, his strength would surely be halved in the future. Unless someone like the future Chinjao gave him a perfectly timed hit.
Blood continuously overflowed from Basti's mouth and nose, his eyes were unfocused, yet they still carried a hint of unbelievable humiliation and resentment. He said hoarsely with a leaking voice:
"You... you actually... sneak attacked...! Despicable!"
Charlotte Linlin elegantly brushed off non-existent dust, her tone as flat as if she were talking about the weather:
"Sneak attack? I'm not some battle maniac. If I can solve it in one move, why waste time playing house with you?"
As she spoke, she casually placed the massive nodachi behind her back, and the tachi slowly dissipated—after all, she was currently in a magnificent dress and didn't have a belt to hang a sword.
"You... you're not... a man!"
The intense pain and severe concussion left Bastiou's mind clouded. His habit of looking down on women resurfaced. In his chaotic mind, he subconsciously categorized this terrifying existence that crushed him with absolute power as "male," as if only then could the shame of his failure be lessened.
"If you're a man... you should... fight... fair and square!"
Charlotte Linlin, who had just put away her sword and was feeling a bit pleased about obtaining her first Devil Fruit, paused upon hearing this. The expression under her sunglasses instantly darkened, a Nameless fire surged from her chest, and she looked unkindly at the miserable-looking Basti at her feet.
"What's wrong with being a woman?! Did a woman eat your family's rice?! Or did she steal your wife?! Why do you look down on women so much?"
"Who do you think you are?! Marine scum wearing the skin of 'justice'! Is there nothing in your head but treasure, prejudice, and shit?!"
"Look down on women, do you? Think a woman isn't worthy of defeating you?! Good! Very good!"
Charlotte Linlin laughed out of extreme anger. She lifted her skirt and raised her foot, which was wearing a purple high heel.
"Since you care so much about your useless bit of flesh, then This old lady will be merciful—and help you completely cut off this boring thought!"
Before she finished speaking, the heel of her purple high heel, which shone with a metallic luster, carried the force of wind and thunder like a Warhammer, and trampled down hard toward the vital area between Bastiou's legs!
"Crack—!"
An extremely crisp, scalp-numbing sound of an eggshell cracking, accompanied by the muffled sound of something being completely destroyed, clearly echoed through the Colosseum.
"Ugh...!!!"
The intense pain even exceeded the limit of nerve endurance. Bastiou's eyeballs bulged, and a short, out-of-tune wail like a strangled rooster came from his throat. His body twitched violently, and then his eyes rolled back, falling into a slumber accompanied by permanent deficiency.
Charlotte Linlin rubbed her heel on the ground in disgust, as if she had stepped on something extremely filthy, and snorted coldly:
"Now it's quiet."
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