Chapter 1055 - 633: You Starve Above, I Feast Below
"Let’s go."
Sengoku single-handedly hoisted supplies almost as large as a hill onto his shoulder and ascended the steps with ease.
At the entrance of the steps, leading to the gate of Mary Geoise, there were no soldiers guarding it; the gate had been violently broken open, one door was shattered into irregular pieces, and the other was fragments.
The inside was even more chaotic; the spacious avenue was full of battle scars, the trees representing nature entwined over the streets and buildings, and there were numerous bottomless pits on the ground, along with rocks that looked like they had been overturned from below.
Completely different from the clean and tidy appearance he knew before.
"Sengoku!"
As they approached, a group of soldiers in armor holding long spears approached alongside an idiotic-looking Heavenly Celestial Dragon.
"Is that the supplies, Sengoku!"
The Heavenly Celestial Dragon picked his nose with his little finger, scrutinizing the supplies Sengoku was carrying, and said:
"You’re more useful than that bastard Akainu, that guy can’t even deliver supplies, he dared to let us run out of food, it’s too despicable! Hey, do you have the codfish I ordered earlier?"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Sengoku and Tsuru slightly bowed, afterward, he put down the large batch of supplies tied up with rope, and said:
"Saint Charlos, as for the supplies, they might not be that complete. Currently, the best choice is to ensure a supply of resources first, as for enjoyment, let’s wait a bit more."
"What enjoyment! I am a Heavenly Celestial Dragon, the food I eat must be top-tier!"
Charlos shouted: "Since you can deliver once, there surely will be a second time, I’m ordering you now, get me codfish just like these supplies!"
"I apologize, I have urgent matters." Sengoku directly ignored the Celestial Dragon, heading towards Pangu Palace.
Charlos shouted angrily: "Hey! You guy, so arrogant, I’ll complain about you, Sengoku!"
But his words were like stones thrown into the sea, completely ignored by Sengoku.
As the old Fleet Marshal, having led the Navy for so long, they could afford to ignore any Celestial Dragon other than the Five Elders.
"Damn guys! Halt for me! Also, that commoner! Who are you, didn’t you even bother to greet me!"
Veins popped on Charlos’s forehead, he pulled out the Golden Pistol, aiming at one among the three who had their backs turned to him.
In Mary Geoise, some people he could only complain about, but others he could kill at will.
Those like Sengoku and Tsuru, familiar faces spoken about by elders at home, obviously couldn’t be dealt with casually. But the ones he didn’t recognize were definitely not important figures, thus became slaves he could treat as he pleased.
He wanted Sengoku to know his might!
"Huh?"
Just as he spoke, someone walking with their back turned towards him emitted a voice that made Charlos’s hair stand on end.
Since being caught over two years ago, resulting in his father’s death as well, he hadn’t ventured to the Lower Realm.
The fear always lingered in his mind, every nightmare was the scenario of being captured, leashed like a dog, very much like those slaves he had abused.
Some people might gradually sympathize with their plight after going through such an ordeal, becoming slightly more humane.
There are such examples among the Celestial Dragons.
But some people only think of themselves as particularly unlucky for meeting a lunatic.
Charlos was just the latter, although he sometimes felt fear, aside from that guy, he remained a noble Celestial Dragon.
No one dared defy him for over two years.
Aside from occasionally recalling the terrifying incident, most of the time, he had almost faded it from his memory.
Until this voice rang out.
"Commoner?"
The guy with a head of white hair turned around, revealing a face that made Charlos widen his eyes, triggering the greatest fear in his heart.
"Perhaps with time, you’ve forgotten how to deal with a strong person. In the face of absolute strength, rare bloodlines are nothing more than pets, do you want to experience it again?"
The demon grinned, exposing nearly reflective white teeth, prompting Charlos to instinctively retreat, turning and running, cold sweat flowing.
"Help, help! The Demon Pirates have returned to kill! Help!"
"Saint Charlos!"
The accompanying soldiers screamed in surprise, turning to chase after Charlos, no longer caring whether anyone had offended the Celestial Dragon.
Nowadays, with the Revolutionary Army attacking, no one pursued the matter of disrespect towards a Celestial Dragon, especially since that person, they knew him.
Only a fool would go against a natural disaster.
They could win the favor of the Celestial Dragon, but not have the life to cash it in.
"Tch."
Sage sneered: "What a pity, I came to negotiate, otherwise, reliving the days of leashing a dog wouldn’t be bad either."
"I thought you would strike directly."
Tsuru said: "If that were the case, it would be difficult for us too."
"Not so tasteless, I do keep my promises."
Sage laughed heartily: "A former Navy Fleet Admiral and a Navy Chief of Advisor both came to welcome me, I’ll show some respect, of course. However, if negotiations fall apart, then who knows."
"What the sea will become isn’t something that can be solved by one negotiation."
Sengoku said grimly: "However, the current world is indeed becoming unpredictable."
After speaking, Sengoku said no more, leading Sage through the doors of Pangu Palace, into the deep corridor, reaching a bright spot, until they arrived at another doorway.