One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

"Tedalaf, what gift did he give?"

After Saint Augustine left, Saint Iran asked curiously.

Tedalaf opened the box, took a look, and said

"Uh, it's three Devil Fruits."

"Oh? What kind of fruit is it?"

As a butler, Tedalaff memorizes the Devil Fruit illustrated book as a basic operation.

"Yes, two animal-type snake fruits and one superhuman-type sweet fruit. It's a very ordinary gift, Master."

"Is it such a coincidence?"

"What's the matter, master?"

"fine"

Back in the mansion, Iran Saint lay on a chair and took a nap.

Today's experience was like a nightmare to Iran Sheng, not because he was afraid, but because his heart felt cold.

When I watched One Piece in my previous life, I also had a yearning for this world full of dreams, and was ignited by the friendship here. The courage of the strong here made the Holy Heart of Iran break even across the screen.

So today’s Iranian saint is full of expectations

Now the Iranian Saint finally understands that blood and dreams are not everything in this world, and there are also the coldness, numbness, and dirty things he has seen with his own eyes today.

So the Sacred Heart of Iran was very tired, and he did not choose to continue buying slaves, because he could save one, but not a group.

Tedalaf once told him that this kind of auction would be held at least three times every month!

So when Iran returned to his mansion, the first decision he made was to sleep.

Go to sleep, there will be everything in your dreams.

When Iran Saint was half asleep and half awake, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Iran Saint opened his eyes.

"Enter."

"Master, your auction items have arrived." It was Tedalaf.

"Aren't you here? Take me there."

Taidaraf took the Iranian Bible down a spiral staircase and arrived at the basement under the villa.

This is also the dungeon where Constantine's family temporarily kept slaves.

Looking at the more than twenty slaves huddled together in the cage, there were fishmen, mermaids, humans, and hairy tribes among them. They didn't know each other, but in this cold cage, they could only cling to each other. Get the temperature.

It seems that she has been freshened up and changed into decent clothes. The "service" of the auction is really good.

Iran Saint narrowed his eyes, a little unbearable.

Asked softly

"Do you know who I am?"

Because at home, Iran Saint was not wearing a three-piece Tianlong suit, but a silver-white pajamas with his hair loose.

"Constantine Holy Master of Iran"

Someone from the cage returned with a trembling voice.

The Iranian Saint nodded, not knowing what to say, so he pointed at the three Hancock sisters and said

"You three come with me."

Tedalaff opened the cage and pulled the three girls out.

The Iranian Saint turned around and wanted to leave

"Master, won't you brand it yourself?"

Tedalaff asked behind him.

The Iranian Saint turned his back to Tedalaf, and he knew what the mark Tedalaf was talking about.

That is the mark of an exclusive item for the Celestial Dragons, representing the "lower species" Flying Celestial Dragon's hooves! He closed his eyes and said cruelly

"I'll leave it to you, Tedalaf, and let them have the food and rest for a day before arranging to work in the villa."

"Yes, Master."

Tedalaf was a little confused, but didn't say anything.

The Iranian Saint has no way to follow them all the time. The flying dragon's hooves in this Mariejoia is not only a shame, but also a talisman for them to survive safely here.

Regardless of letting them go or not branding them, the probability of them surviving in this holy land of the Celestial Dragons is very small.

When the time comes, Iran's Holy Fathers will be responsible for causing their deaths. Therefore, even if the Iranian saint cannot bear it, he must still take responsibility.

If it were just Hancock and the three of them, Iran Saint would still be able to protect them. No matter what, the Holy Emperor of Iran will not let the proud empress bear this shame again, and she will not even hesitate to deceive all the people.

While thinking, Iran Saint had already brought Hancock and the three of them to the bedroom.

Hancock is very afraid. This fear comes from the unknown, and there is nothing related to beauty in this unknown yet.

Whether it's on a trafficker's merchant ship or in an auction house's cage.

Hancock had heard the legend of the Celestial Dragons more than once. They are the descendants of gods. They are noble and powerful, so they can do whatever they want. They are cruel, tyrannical, and do whatever they want.

Even Amazon Lily, the most powerful in her mind, is not worth mentioning in front of the Celestial Dragons.

On the way to the auction, Hancock had seen many people who did not want to fall into the hands of the Draco even if they committed suicide.

When I thought of learning from others, what would happen if I fell into the hands of the Celestial Dragons. Even the sweetest dreams can wake you up.

But Hancock still decided to live. Only by living can he protect his two sisters.

Although the hateful Tianlong in front of him is different from the ugly one in his impression. Not even as tall as myself

But immediately after entering the room, the three sisters were still huddled in the corner, and Hancock spread his arms like an old hen to protect his two sisters behind him.

time passes by

Neither the hateful Draco sitting on the chair nor the Hancock sisters huddled in the corner spoke.

Finally, the Tianlong people spoke first.

"Would you like some snacks? It's delicious."

Damn, although Hancock didn't dare to resist the Draco, he still opened his eyes wide to vent his dissatisfaction. How could a Tianlong be so kind as to give him a snack? It was the kind of cake that would turn him into a more interesting "toy" after eating it.

I, Hancock, swear that even if I am burned to death, whipped to death, or hacked to death with random knives, I will never eat a bite of this hateful Celestial Dragon!

Iran Saint looked at Hancock's strange and cowardly expression in front of him. He was amused in his heart and said with a straight face at the same time.

"eat!"

"Oh" Hancock took the snack and took a few bites. After eating, he raised his head and looked at Iran Saint eagerly.

The Iranian saint raised a smile and asked

"anything else?"

"Um, no, no, no, no."

"No, eat it." The Iranian saint handed the plate with snacks to Hancock.

The three Hancock sisters must have been starving, so they grabbed the snacks on the plate and ate them.

"Well, it smells so good."

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