ons.Once a crowded, oil-stained island port, it has been transformed with colorful flowers in full bloom.The street scenery was exceptionally clean, with no trace of garbage in sight. The stalls that...I want her!!
Silders's mad laughter echoed through the deserted streets.
Both Gion and Kake's faces immediately turned pale.
Just then, a man covered in mud and grime pushed his way through the throngs of people kneeling on the ground, stumbling and falling as he charged out. With a thud, he fell to his knees before Sir Eldred.
He pulled his daughter close, shielding her behind him, his face pale as he stammered.
"Great… great sir, I apologize, my daughter has blocked your path. I'll take her away right now."
Seeing the fear on her father's face, little Lia finally realized she had done something wrong. Her face turned pale, and she tightly clutched her father's sleeve with both hands.
"Blocking the way No, no, no, she didn't block the way."
Sildes Saint-Cezarc cackled, a sickly grin spreading across his face. His eyes never left the little girl for a moment.
"This is your daughter, right Well, she's very nice."
From today onwards, your daughter welcomes the greatest fortune in her life, becoming the eighteenth wife of my great Sildeis Saint!! Hahahaha!!"
As soon as these words were uttered, the middle-aged man's legs went weak and his eyes widened in shock.
He kowtowed vigorously, his eyes bloodshot, and said:
"Please, Sir Seirdes Saint, don't take my daughter."
She is the last of my kin in this world.
Bang, bang, bang....
The sound of the man's forehead hitting the floor was so jarring, and the force with which he hit it even left a faint bloodstain on the ground.
The little girl behind him had already been frightened speechless, and big tears streamed down her cheeks.
Sildes hissed coldly, raising his foot to stomp down on the man's skull with a vicious snarl.
"What's wrong, you still don't want to"
"I've taken a liking to your daughter. It's the greatest honor for both of you, father and daughter, in this lifetime. You should be grateful!"
"Do you know how many people on this sea would wish to marry their daughters to the great, sacred, and noble Celestial Dragons"
“Your daughter becoming my wife means you'll have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, and you'll enjoy the life of an upper-class person!”
The man's face was trampled by the Tenno, rubbing bloody marks and twisting in agony.
He roared, squeezing out a pained smile.
"Sildas Saint... I appreciate your offer, but Lyra is still young. All I want is to live peacefully with her."
Sildes Saint Brann flew into a rage and kicked the man square in the face.
The man's body tumbled several meters, his face instantly swelling and blood gushing from his mouth.
"Dad..."
The little girl finally cried out loud at this moment.
Gion's face turned ashen and rigid, her hand instinctively tightening on the hilt of the dagger at her waist.
gritting his teeth and clenching his fists.
The civilians around knelt there, each shivering, too afraid to be angry or even speak. My heart ached for them.
The Tianlongren are the descendants of 19 out of the 20 kings who formed the World Government 800 years ago. They consider themselves the descendants of the "Creators" and enjoy all privileges.
They possess supreme authority, and any who dare to challenge or oppose the actions of the Heavenly Dragons will face the World Government's insane retaliation.
Once offended, a Marine admiral or CP-0 must be deployed to provide protection.
That little girl caught the eye of a Celestial Dragon. This is certainly not good news.
The obsession, perversion, and twisted nature of the Dragonborn are no secret on this vast sea; they wear their flaws openly.
On paper, she was called his "wife," but in reality, she was nothing more than a plaything.
Those who view others as vermin, insects, will not care about the life or death of their playthings.
Under normal circumstances, once you become a plaything of the Heavenly Dragons, death becomes the greatest hope.
The little girl will become the eighteenth wife of Sir Elds Saint... so where did his previous seventeen wives go
The answer is obvious.
"Hahaha, come on, follow me back to Mary Geoise."
Sildes, the Saint, didn't even glance at the man lying there, blood spilling from his mouth. He laughed and walked towards the little girl, reaching out with his hand.
"No, you're the bad guy!! I don't want to go with you!!"
The little girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she bit down hard on Sir Eldred's hand, struggling to break free.
Silds Stenton cried out in pain, but his eyes shone with growing excitement.
"That's right, it's those eyes. They're really good eyes..."
He licked his lips, looking at the little girl in front of him who was trying hard to be strong, and smiled with satisfaction.
Mingming's face turned pale with fear, but she stubbornly resisted... It really gets me excited.
A magical experience, I estimate that I won't get tired of it for a very long time.
"Bring her over here, and be careful not to hurt her, or I'll cut you all to pieces and feed you to the dogs."
He grinned and ordered the two CP members behind him.
The CP members didn't hesitate, quickly moving to surround the little girl step by step.
"Damn it!! No!!"
At this point, the man sprawled on the ground finally caught his breath. His eyes bloodshot, he struggled to his feet and roared at Sildeus Saint as he charged forward.
One of the CP members stepped forward and punched him hard in the abdomen.
The man suddenly bent over, his eyes bulging as if he were suffocating.
He slowly slid to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.
"What a clueless fellow..."
Sildis's eyes flashed with impatience, and he suddenly drew a golden pistol.
"Damn it!!"
Adding a curse word, he slightly bent his knees.
Gion gripped the hilt of the sword at her waist.
Just as the two were about to make their move,
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the middle of them like a ghost. One hand pressed against Kaji's shoulder, and the other gripped Gion's sword, pushing it back with all their might.
Adding and Gion were both stunned, but before they could react, their pupils constricted abruptly. A dense network of blood vessels oozed from their eyes.
Die! You wretched, gutless scum!!
Sildas laughed wildly,
In a man's hopeless gaze,
In the heartbroken sobs of a little girl,
Pulled the trigger.
Boom!!
Gunshots.
The world was deathly silent.
Everyone's eyes widened.
The members were stunned.
Sildus the Saint stood.
Both the man and the little girl were stunned.
A faint buzzing sound, as if something utterly suppressed had finally broken free, emanated from the man's face.
He knelt there blankly, even his breath halting.
A bullet spinning rapidly, vibrated and hummed just before his brow.
Hanging there.
As if bound by some strange force, imprisoned in mid-air.
One second,
Two seconds,
Three seconds,
"Damn it!! Who the hell is it!"
Sildes roared with ferocious fury, his temples bulging with veins.
A terrifying and imposing figure slowly emerged from the crowd of sailors.
Black short hair, deep-set features, and a sharp, cold facial structure like a sheer cliff.
His stature was extraordinarily tall, almost reaching three meters.
A billowing white cloak fluttered behind him, moving without a breeze.
The man, walking slowly with a vacant expression and blood all over his face, reached up and removed the bullet suspended in mid-air.
Turn around,
The towering figure loomed over Silde Saint like a mountain, filling him with an overwhelming sense of dread.
The black-haired navy member stood above the Celestial Dragons, looking down at them.
Until the latter could no longer contain his inner fear, and subconsciously took half a step back.
He smiled faintly.
"Admiral of the North Sea, supreme commander of the Navy's Northern Sea, Colonel Darren of the Marine Headquarters, has met Lord Silvester."
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