[One Piece] Socialism is good

In this cell, I can't feel the passage of time. Except for the fact that every time someone from the Muse Gadru Saint comes to arrange food and drink for her, Angelica can't feel the changes of the sun and the moon. One day, two days, three days... note No matter how many days passed, her drifting soul still could not return to her body, wandering in the endless dark space, like a drifter lying on her back on the sea, wandering without knowing the time and place, let alone when she would "land". .

The three Hancock sisters next to them would be taken out, sometimes one of them, sometimes all three together. When they came back, sometimes they would be quiet, sometimes they would cry uncontrollably, and some scars could be seen on their bodies from time to time. But this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is the mental torture here. Admiral Mary Joa acquiesces to an iron rule. These bought slaves are no longer "human", just like a cat or a dog. More like bedbugs that can be stepped on casually on the roadside. Some slaves who have been there for a long time have become so numb that their self-awareness has disappeared and they cannot express their emotions. They can no longer take off the smile mask on their faces in order to avoid being beaten.

For Angelica's current state, it is a blessing not to have to experience all this "personally". Muse Garudus would sometimes send someone to take her there, dress her up, and put her aside in the small garden behind his palace. He would chat leisurely with others and taste wine, treating her as a beautiful ornament. Another day, during the inspection in the slave prison, it was discovered that she did not have the slave mark of the Celestial Dragon, so a "Celestial Dragon's Hoof" mark was added to the root of her right thigh. Perhaps in order not to affect the appearance, she chose a small soldering iron, which was about the size of a normal human palm and could not be seen if it was covered by clothes. She did not react at all to this.

In the entire slave prison, it can be said that everyone's tacit understanding is that the Charlos Saint family is the most disgusting existence. Not only do they not treat slaves as human beings, they also like to torture them, just like a three-year-old child tearing off the wings of a butterfly. Saint Charros would sometimes cut off the hands and feet of his slaves and laugh when he saw them wailing in pain, which was particularly cruel. His father, Saint Roswader, liked some mature dancing girls and was extravagant. The youngest Shalulia palace is relatively pure. She likes beautiful things and cannot listen to anyone's disobedience. As long as someone refutes, she will violently impose some punishments. Most of the other Dracos treat slaves the same way they treat cats and dogs, handling them at will, but they don't care if one or two "cats and dogs" die occasionally.

Until one day, the entire slave cell was in chaos. Noisy sounds gradually came from the entrance, and the screams of the defenders got closer and closer. The charcoal in the brazier on the wall that had been knocked down was scattered everywhere, and more people came into contact with it. The air burned intensely.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

"It seems like someone broke in!"

"Sister-sama, I'm so scared!"

"Don't be afraid, we will always be together." The voices of the three Hancock sisters encouraging each other came from the cell next to them.

After a while, there was a quarrel on the second underground floor where they were located. I saw a tall male fishman punching away a guard while using a key to open the lock of the cell door. He even squeezed an ordinary iron lock with his hand. It was deformed and broken. Only the lock made of sea stone to trap people with fruit abilities allowed him to use the stolen key.

"You all go quickly! Get out of here!" The people who escaped from trouble helped each other and opened more cell doors, and more and more slaves ran towards the door. The three Hancock sisters were a little stunned when the chains fell off their bodies. They couldn't believe that the thing that had trapped them for four years was just like this. They glanced at the figure of the hero from a distance and felt deep gratitude. heart.

The person making a big fuss in the Mariejoia slave prison in the Holy Land at this moment is Fisher Tiger, a slave fishman who successfully escaped a few years ago. He experienced the torture of the Celestial Dragons here and saw the tragic fate of the fishmen. He hated the Celestial Dragons. People even hate "human beings". After escaping for three years, he returned here again. He wanted to rescue his people and bring these enslaved fishmen back to Fishman Island. But when he arrived at this prison, he couldn't help but release all the slaves who were oppressed by the Tianlong people. Everyone felt sympathy for each other and were all poor "human beings".

Tiger's destination is the third underground floor of the slave prison, where more strong guys are imprisoned, and most of the fishman slaves are also imprisoned there. As Tiger's figure went away, Angelica was also uncuffed. It was Hancock. She got a key to help her open the lock, but Angelica's body refused to obey her. at every turn. "If you want to stay here, just stay here! We are leaving!" Hancock saw that she had no reaction, thinking that she was fascinated by the prosperity of Mary Georgia. After all, she came here. DeSheng did not physically abuse her. Then the three sisters ignored her and ran out to the grass outside. Looking at the burning slave prison, several of them couldn't help but shed tears in their eyes. Then they stopped thinking about other things and ran away in one direction. There are tools prepared by the heroes to help them escape to the Red Earth Continent.

Gradually, the entire second floor of the prison became quiet. Only the flames slowly burned higher and higher, hitting her close to the ground. Angelica still didn't react at all. The wooden tables and chairs beside her and the stones above her head were all covered by the flames. The flames burned red. Surrounded her in the corner of the bed.

The temperature is getting higher and higher, the flames are getting higher and higher. Her soul is looking at all this, as if she has returned to the night on Kasuga Island, and as if it is the night in Freifans, there are such flames in Anjie. The fire beside Lika was burning. The fire was so strong. The world was burning red, red...red like blood. Yes, it was blood, the blood of all innocent people. Freifans is the blood of the abandoned, Kasuga Island is the blood of the persecuted, and here... is the blood of all the enslaved. In every fire, the blood of innocent people burns. No one did anything wrong, it was this unfair world that was wrong! Why do we all have different bloodlines when we are all human beings? Why can the Tianlong people be so rich and powerful without doing anything! Why are the fishmen who use the same language despised? Why is this world so unfair! She really doesn't understand. The flames grew bigger and bigger, and there was a faint red light in her green eyes.

"Ahhhhh...! I want to overthrow this world...! I want... I want this world to have no aristocrats and no classes, and all people have the right to be happy!" A burst of hysterical roars resounded across the sky.

Tiger, who was going underground, seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked back, then continued running underground.