Under the trembling fear of the slave-catching team's captain and its members, Nicholas and his group casually departed from among them, leaving them all with lowered heads, afraid to make any move. Only after the figures of Nicholas and his crew vanished did the captain of the slave-catching team collapse to the ground, unable to hold back any longer.

After a moment, the captain, now recovered, began to curse vehemently at the individual responsible for providing them with misinformation, swearing to make them pay for their errors!

As for giving up the slave-catching business, how could that be possible? Aside from the immense profits it brought, if anyone dared to quit, the mastermind behind the scenes wouldn't hesitate to turn them into sellable slave commodities.

It can be said that after countless years of development, the Sabaody Archipelago had formed an entire industry chain, connecting various dark forces from all corners of the world, including the World Government, the Celestial Dragons, and even some countries.

It can be said that every pirate crew heading to the New World, regardless of whether they could proceed to Fish-Man Island ten thousand meters under the sea, once on the Sabaody Archipelago, they would face potential threats from slave-catching teams and bounty hunters.

It is precisely because of the activities of these slave-catching teams and bounty hunters that many pirate crews who have barely made it to the Sabaody Archipelago end up regretting it.

For them, wanted pirates were not people; they were walking Berries.

And for the World Government and the Marines, this was also considered a benefit; pirates who could be turned into slaves wouldn't last long.

After all, the perversions of those nobles and upper-class individuals exceeded their imagination.

Even many Marines in the Sabaody Archipelago had turned their duty into a form of slacking off, simply maintaining public order every day, while also going to bars with their friends from the slave-catching teams, watching performances by the prostitutes on Hapie Street, and taking care of themselves.

This was the situation in the Sabaody Archipelago, a paradise for some and hell for others.

Nicholas's main purpose in coming here this time was to liquidate the gold and silver jewels he had looted from Tajji Island, and then find some time to visit the auction market to see if there were any good items.

Exchanging money for interesting things was just routine for Nicholas; after all, if money was gone, he could always steal, but good items might be lost forever if missed.

While the slave-catching team was cursing the intelligence team, a voice sounded in the captain's ear: "May I ask what you're cursing about?"

The captain of the slave-catching team was taken aback.

Then he saw Nicholas's figure appearing beside him.

Seeing Nicholas, the captain of the slave-catching team felt a sourness in his heart, feeling completely helpless.

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"No, no... we're not cursing about anything, it's just that my hereditary disease is acting up."

The captain of the slave-catching team forced a smile uglier than crying as he looked at Nicholas, his lips trembling uncontrollably. To him, even being killed by such a notorious figure on the high seas wouldn't be unexpected.

After casting a glance at the captain's explosive hairstyle and punk attire, Nicholas smiled and said, "If you're sick, you should seek treatment early, or it will be troublesome later on."

"Yes, thank you for your concern, sir."

Bedeck felt that today was the unluckiest day of his life, but unfortunately, he couldn't have an outburst. He could only force himself to smile as fiercely as possible.

"It's really nothing major; I just feel like I haven't been here in a long time and wanted to find someone familiar with the place to show us around. Is that alright?"

"No problem, of course."

Bedeck nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, let's go then. Also, if you're walking with me, you don't need to bring weapons, and although Sea Stone weapons do indeed restrain Devil Fruit users, it still depends on the user's strength."

With that, Nicholas glanced at Bedeck.

Upon hearing Nicholas's words, Bedeck suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cave. Then, mechanically, he took out the flintlock pistol hidden in his hair and reached under his body to pull out a dagger obviously embedded in a sheath, then tossed it aside.

Seeing this scene, even Nicholas couldn't help but twitch his mouth. This guy was not afraid of accidentally shooting himself with those weapons lying around.

"Keep my stuff safe, wait for me..."

The thought that whether he could come back in the end was another matter made Bedeck feel somewhat desperate.

"Don't be so nervous, come along. We just need a little help from you, you wouldn't refuse, would you?"

"No, absolutely not!"

Upon hearing Nicholas's words, Bedeck immediately raised his head proudly, gazing at Nicholas with determination, while pounding his chest and loudly promising, "Don't just ask for a little help; as long as you give the word, even if it's to storm Marine Headquarters, it's not a problem! Please, sir, give me a chance to serve you faithfully."

"Very good, answer me one question first."

"Please, ask!"

"On this island, which is the most unscrupulous intermediary?"

"Um..."

Bedeck was taken aback; this was somewhat unexpected. So he cautiously asked, "Are you implying?"

"I mean the one who just slaughtered a king and got a batch of treasures to sell."

Upon hearing this, Bedeck was somewhat stunned. Was the situation really this wild? In Nicholas's mouth, killing a king seemed no different from killing a chicken; was this the power of the bigwigs of the high seas?

So, after hesitating for a moment, Bedeck said, "Indeed, there is such an intermediary, backed by the Rayman family. These guys often sell various items from their clients and then have their people ambush them afterward. Their reputation in the circle couldn't be worse, although the outside world isn't very clear about these things. Are you...?"

"Alright, that's it, just take us there."

Nicholas interrupted Bedeck's words directly.

"Alright!"

Bedeck nodded vigorously, apparently also someone who had suffered losses from the Rayman family. However, Nicholas didn't mind Bedeck's cautious thoughts.

Soon, Bedeck joined Nicholas and Stussy.

After the meeting, Bedeck's gaze immediately noticed Vista, which was somewhat of an occupational hazard; individuals with giant bloodlines fetched quite a high price in the slave market.

"Um, sir, please forgive me for being straightforward, but your companion is quite conspicuous, and if you encounter the Celestial Dragons, it could be trouble."

Vista was visibly taken aback, then somewhat incredulously pointed at himself, "Are you saying I offended those guys? But I don't remember doing that?"

"No, that's clearly not what I mean."

Bedeck hastily waved his hand.

Nicholas said lightly, "It doesn't matter; if the Celestial Dragons are blind, they'll just be killed."

Nicholas's words made Bedeck's breath catch. This guy was too fierce; the world nobles said kill, and kill they did. Just as he was preparing to explain the consequences of offending the world nobles to Nicholas, he suddenly realized that this crewmate of his didn't seem to care much about the Celestial Dragons; after all, their captain had even killed an Admiral.