One Piece: The Magician

Chapter 277 The Magician and His Slave

The auction was over, and Sherlock got what he wanted.Sound of Nature Novel 2

After declining Jean's invitation to have a cup of afternoon tea, Sherlock went straight to the backstage of the auction house.After paying off all the Baileys he had to pay, a certain glasses glanced at the beautiful slave girl who had become his property, and asked the staff for some information about her.

In line with the principle that money is what matters, these staff members naturally responded to the request of this rich man with glasses. They told everything they knew with a flattering look on their faces, completely ignoring the fact that the auction house is not allowed to disclose the seller's information. One rule was thrown out the window.

This blue girl's name is "Maya" and she comes from an unknown mysterious island. She was sent to the auction house by the pirates of the Poker Pirates three days ago.

There are two main sources of slaves, one is criminals with bounties on their heads, and the other is nationals of countries that have not joined the World Government.This blue girl named Maya obviously belongs to the latter.

And the reason why she was captured by the pirates and turned into a slave was a rather dramatic process.

According to insiders, the blue girl left her hometown alone to venture out to sea. Unfortunately, she encountered a shipwreck and the ship was destroyed by waves.

As a landlubber, she had quick wits and escaped by getting into a barrel. After drifting for a while, she was lucky enough to be rescued by another ship. Unfortunately, she was rescued by a group of pirates who did all kinds of evil.

Seeing that Maya was so beautiful and that she was a rare Devil Fruit user, the pirates immediately handed the poor beautiful girl over to Carlo Auction House as a slave.

Then, she was bought back by a certain pair of glasses

It was really a tortuous experience, but I finally bought her back, so she was lucky.

Sherlock pushed up his glasses slightly and sighed secretly in his heart.

Once I figure out what that feeling is about, I'll let her go.

A certain glasses has no interest in being the master of a slave, even if the slave is a delicate beauty and a devil fruit user.The reason why Sherlock spent a huge sum of money to buy her was just because he was curious about that strange attraction.

But first, I need to find a quiet place to see what is attracting me in her "bag space".

Thinking of this, Sherlock flipped his wrist and took out a stack of large-denomination baileys as if by magic, and handed it to a waiter.

"Do you know any hotel near here with more spacious and quiet rooms?"

Hotel

The waiter was stunned. He looked at the sorcerer and then at Maya, who had a collar around her neck. He suddenly understood.

Tsk tsk, I really didn’t notice it. This guy with glasses looks quite gentle, but I didn’t expect that he is still very impatient.

The waiter had an ambiguous smile of "I understand" on his face, then took the objective amount of tip from Sherlock's hand, patted his chest and promised:

"I understand, I understand, hehe, I will definitely arrange a room for you that you are absolutely satisfied with."

"Well, thank you." Sherlock frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and nodded lightly at the smiling waiter.

I don't know what's going on, but the magician seems to have some problems with his understanding.But when he thought about it carefully, he realized that there was no ambiguity in what he just said, and he felt relieved again.

Behind a certain glasses, the blue girl, who heard their conversation clearly, was stunned on the spot.

Could it be that he wanted it?

Looking at Sherlock's back, Maya's fair and delicate face was almost congested with blood and turned as red as a cooked prawn.

After half an hour.

In the most luxurious suite of a top hotel in Hannabaldong Island Commercial Street.

Well, that bastard did have the wrong idea.

Sherlock looked around at the decoration of the room and sighed helplessly.

The room is indeed very spacious. The living room in front of it alone has an area of ​​over fifty square meters. All the furniture in the hall is beautiful silver and carved with exquisite patterns. The bright red carpet is also covered with embossed patterns. red rose texture.

It is indeed very quiet here. After closing the door, it feels like you have entered another world.Elegant vases are placed around the room, with fiery red roses in them. The rich fragrance of roses permeates every corner of the room, and the charming smell is dazzling.

The sun shines in through the gauze outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and the not-bright rose-colored light carries a layer of strong ambiguity and suggestion, which makes your heart beat faster.

Even if he hasn't seen the other rooms yet, Sherlock already knows what the main function of this suite is.

But it's okay, at least it's spacious and quiet here.

Sherlock coughed slightly in embarrassment. Just as he was about to ask Maya some questions, a cold feeling suddenly hit his neck. He looked down and saw a cold cross sword resting on his neck.

"Don't act rashly, if you still want to live," Maya said coldly.

But maybe due to nervousness, her voice was slightly trembling, but despite this, the blue girl's right hand holding the sword did not tremble at all. It was obvious that she had practiced swordsmanship for a period of time.

"You wouldn't believe it, but this is the first time I've been held hostage by someone else."

Even though someone had a sharp knife on his neck, Sherlock still looked calm and calm. He put his hands behind his back, turned his head and looked at the blue girl with a smile on his face.

Cold, strong, and courageous, with a little nervousness and uneasiness, the way she holds the sword now is completely different from the charming and pitiful person she was on the auction stage.

And what’s even more noteworthy is that the explosive collar around Maya’s neck has disappeared at this time.

"Are you wondering why this thing is missing?"

Maya spread her other hand, and with a flash of white light, the slave collar suddenly appeared out of thin air and landed on the plush carpet.

"It turns out that you can use your power to put things around your neck." Sherlock suddenly said: "It's such a convenient ability."

"How can you still laugh?"

The blue girl felt a little uneasy. The other party's too calm reaction was really beyond her expectation. In order to calm herself down, Maya continued to say slowly:

"Ever since I was caught by that group of pirates, I have been planning to escape, so I have been disguising myself these past few days, showing that I am weak, obedient, and bullied."

"Those pirates are very strong and I can't escape. The auction house is heavily guarded and I can't escape either. Fortunately, you bought me back in the end."

"Looking into your eyes, I thought you were different from those disgusting guys."

Maya looked at the sorcerer, who looked very good in terms of appearance, and then looked at the ambiguously decorated square room, her pretty face flushed slightly.

"Now it seems that I thought too much."

"Miss Maya, I think you have misunderstood something." Sherlock explained with a black face: "I bought you back just because you gave me a strange feeling, and I was very curious about it."

But having said that, why can’t I feel that feeling now that I’m so close to her?

"Shameless" Listening to the ambiguous words of a certain glasses, Maya's pretty face turned red. She put the sharp blade closer to the sorcerer's neck in embarrassment, and pretended to be a vicious threat:

"Don't you still understand the current situation?"

Sherlock shook his head: "Miss Maya, I think it's you who can't figure out the current situation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the sorcerer slowly disappeared in Maya's astonished eyes.

He is also a devil fruit user

Maya was shocked, and then she made a decisive decision and ran away towards the door, but it was too late.

Mirror Entity: Magic Rope

Several tough ropes appeared out of thin air, winding towards Maya like spiritual snakes coming out of their holes. In the blink of an eye, they tied the blue girl's body tightly, and the cross sword in her hand also fell to the ground.

The latter still wanted to struggle hard, but she was unable to resist the slightly evil knotting method of the rope, so she had no choice but to fall to the ground.

Just kidding, being bound by the tortoise shell binding of a certain glasses, there is no possibility of escaping. After all, the reason why he loves this artistic binding method is because it is tighter.

"Miss Maya, your acting skills were indeed great at that time, but one detail still exposed you."

Sherlock's true body slowly emerged. He lowered his head and looked at Maya, who was unable to move on the ground. He pushed up his glasses slightly and said, "After all, why would a delicate and weak beauty have a long-term sword practice on her hands?" And what about the calluses left behind?”

"So you are already wary of me?"

Maya lay on the stall as if resigned to her fate, looking up at a certain pair of glasses.The beautiful rope skills on her body made the blue girl feel extremely ashamed, and her fair cheeks showed an unnatural blush.

"No, your strength is not enough for me to guard against."

However, Sherlock showed no sign of the girl's alluring and delicious appearance, and continued in a calm tone: "Enough chatting, let's talk about business next."

"I'll ask you a few questions, and you can choose to answer them or not."