One Piece wind rises baroque

Chapter 50 Magical Painting Technique
Look what he saw.

Near the end of the convoy, Jem looked at all this in disbelief.

This is an extremely hidden port, and a pirate ship is mooring in the port at the moment.

One by one, the women were lifted out of the small open skylight on the deck of the pirate ship, and then they locked the chains, lined up like a string of kindergarten children, one by one slowly walked off the ship along the board, Step into the turtle cars covered with cloth.Their expressions were so numb and hollow, as if they were walking dead, with one foot high and the other foot low, being pulled forward by the iron chain.

This is a slave trade!

Although he was not surprised by his discovery, Jem still couldn't help but sigh for their tragic fate after seeing them with his own eyes.

However, this is none of his business, there are too many injustices in this world!

"What are you looking at, go away, go away." Several guards with live ammunition quickly surrounded him.

Jem took a deep breath, put on a smile, threw a few gold coins over, and said, "Brothers, my boat ran aground on the rocks in the bay over there. Can you help me?" Give us a ride and take us into the city."

The guards took the gold coin and blew it, and a heavy bass sound longer than the silver coin sounded pleasantly in the ears.

The guards put the gold coins in their pockets in satisfaction, and their voices became softer: "Go, go, don't blame me for not reminding you, this is not an ordinary turtle cart."

Jem bowed his body, walked into the dense forest again, and hid himself by a big tree.

Obviously not, it seems that I can only sneak around the car.Anyone who has watched One Piece knows that the turtle chariot does not need to be equipped with a coachman.

Almost six people were stuffed into each turtle car, and then a guard would follow them in.

A total of eight turtle carts were soon filled with people.At this moment, a hunchbacked old man led a distressed woman in a smock out of the cabin.

But it was such a woman who deeply attracted Jem's eyes,
She looked about 1.8 meters tall, half of her round and slender legs were exposed under the tattered dress, her messy hair covered most of her face, and her exact age could not be seen.

She is so special among this group of women who bowed their heads silently.

Those eyes are no longer empty.The agile eyes are constantly patrolling around to observe.

She was looking for a possible chance of escape, even now in chains.

These are unyielding eyes, stubborn and full of rebellion. Even in a desperate situation, they must fight against fate and seize any chance to survive.

These are even more vicious eyes, crazy and full of violence, like a very hungry little she wolf, ready to pounce on the enemy in front of her at any time and tear her into pieces.

And it was these eyes that reminded Jem of a man, a woman, his sister—Monet.

Yes, the same eyes—rare golden eyes.

And this pair of eyes is so similar to the one I just came to this world.

The same eyes, eyes full of longing for life, eyes that are extremely unyielding to life.

The turtle carriage escorting these girls soon started driving towards the town.

Jem pulled Marianne behind her to her chest, and the little girl woke up suddenly from the fright. Just as she was about to speak, Jem covered her mouth and jumped onto the last car with a flick of her body. The roof of the turtle car.

The convoy did not drive towards the town, but stopped in front of an extremely majestic manor outside the town.

Jem hastily picked up Marion and bounced to the big tree beside him through the night.

The manor covers a vast area, and the nine-story building complex is brightly lit. From time to time, the sound of piano and joyful songs and laughter can be faintly heard from the house. A white wall about five meters high surrounds a garden outside the manor. It's not a small courtyard, and there are many luxurious turtle cars parked outside the courtyard.

From time to time, the sound of orderly footsteps could be heard within the enclosure, apparently someone was patrolling back and forth inside.

What a heavily guarded mansion.

The closed gate in the middle opened slowly, and the turtle cars drove in slowly, and soon the eight turtle cars disappeared at the gate, and two burly men stood on the left and right, guarding the gate tightly. .

"Brother Jem, what's the matter?" Marianne raised her head and asked suspiciously.

Jem put down the little girl and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go to the town and eat something first."

"Ah, let's go, I can't go anymore!" Marian kept shaking her head.

Jem: "..."

This girl is really lazy, Jem shook his head: "I can't bear you, you dead girl."

Marion smiled and said, "Isn't there a car?"

Marianne pointed to a row of turtle cars parked outside the manor.

Jem rolled his eyes: "You should try it, will they listen to you?"

This kind of turtle car is specially domesticated by others. Without permission, those fat turtles will just sleep in their shells and won't listen to you at all.

The little girl giggled, stepped forward and picked it up carefully, picked out the most gorgeous turtle car, then took out the palette from the backpack, and mixed the paints.

Swish, swish, swish the paintbrush a few times, and after the little girl turned around, she flung out a weird pattern and printed it on the turtle shell.

"The yellow and green of friends."

Marianne's special skill can force the target to become her friend!

The tortoise shrunk in its shell quickly popped up, licking Marianne's palm very friendly.

"Hehe, hehe, then send us to the city. Friends."

Jem looked around. The turtle car was really comfortable. It seemed that they would try to buy one.

Marion stepped onto the turtle car first, and looked at Jem suspiciously: "Brother Jem, won't you get in the car?"

Jem swallowed, well, I really forgot about this little girl's skills.

"Girl, can your skills help me get some information from those two guards?"

Marianne tilted her head: "Okay, for the sake of giving me so many clothes, you are waiting for me here."

Soon two guards with yellow, yellow, green and green paint on their chests came over,
Marianne said, "Brother Jem, you can ask whatever you want."

Jem frowned slightly, and asked tentatively, "Man, who is that old man who just went in?"

A doorman replied: "That's it, butler Archandil, that's a remarkable old man. He's an old butler who has served the Mortland family for three generations."

Sure enough, the two guards were like old friends who had known each other for several years, they answered whatever they asked, completely confiding in their hearts.

"Then here is?"

"Here, this is the private estate of the Motland family, which is specially used to entertain nobles and big businessmen from all over the world. Of course, even pirates, as long as they can afford it, we welcome them. After all, Lord Motland can get A big businessman recognized by the world government, hahahaha."

Jem smiled slightly, and asked insincerely: "Really? Is this just a manor for entertaining people for vacation and leisure? Then his expenses must be very high."

"Hey, of course, this is the most luxurious clubhouse in the world, which is beyond your expectation. The revenue in just one year has exceeded billions!"

……

Apparently the two guards didn't know much.If you didn't see those slaves with your own eyes.Jem would only think it was a luxurious resort.

"Is there a place in this city where I can exchange treasure for cash?" Jem asked.

"My friend, you are asking about the banks. Our capital of freedom, Abazar, has seven banks in total, which are controlled by seven business families, which are the seven seats of the Abazar Council."

"Among the seven families, our Motland family is undoubtedly the most powerful family. If you want to exchange currency, you'd better go to our bank. Our exchange rate is definitely the highest on the island."

Another guard added: "Even if you don't choose the bank of our Motland family, you must not go to the bank of the Helia Chamber of Commerce."

"Old friend, don't say we didn't remind you, that widow Belle Helia is a ruthless character, as long as you dare to walk into their bank, you will definitely be slaughtered with blood!"

"I don't understand why Master Mortland indulged that old woman so much!"

"She has blatantly contradicted Lord Mortland countless times. Hey, only a gentle gentleman like Lord Mortland can tolerate her like this."

"Tch, it's not because she was the lover of Lord Mortland Theo when she was young."

... The two guards started chatting on their own. Obviously, they couldn't get any valuable information from them, so Jem boarded the turtle cart and drove towards the town.

After nearly half an hour in the turtle car driving around the streets extending in all directions in the city, Jem just stopped in front of a 7-storey building covering an area of ​​more than 10 mu.

"Silia Bank"

A bank that is rumored to kill you to bleed.

Jem raised his eyebrows, it's you.

(End of this chapter)