"It's a nice red wine, but unfortunately, the hint of blood ruins the flavor." Yuno put his mask back on and commented calmly.
"Boy, you…" Allen's face darkened, furious at Yuno's arrogance.
Who did this guy think he was?
How dare he speak like that?
But it was obvious Yuno wasn't speaking to Allen, but to the beautiful woman.
Upon hearing his words, the beautiful woman smiled charmingly. "The guests arrived at the wrong time. A group of blind fools just happened to barge in. We had no choice but to kill them all."
Her voice was as clear as a mountain stream, beautiful to the ear, but her words carried a chilling stench of blood.
On the ground, the kneeling people were already dead, drained of blood. It was clear how ruthless these people in the bar were.
That was to be expected — judging from their bearing, they were obviously killers.
And killers weren't merciful.
"Are you the bosses of Area 7? What's your name?" Yuno leaned lazily on the sofa, crossed his legs, and gazed at the woman.
"Boy, don't be so arrogant!"
Allen finally snapped. Enraged by Yuno's attitude, he reached out to grab him.
Yuno didn't even glance at him. He simply narrowed his eyes, and an overwhelming aura descended — his Haoshoku Haki (Conqueror's Haki) suppressing everyone present.
Half the people foamed at the mouth and collapsed unconscious, while the other half felt as though a mountain was pressing down on them, their breathing strained.
Sitting like a king, Yuno looked at Allen and said coolly, "If I hadn't drunk a glass of your wine, anyone who dared offend me would already be in hell."
His sharp words had purpose — not to impress the beauty, but to test and subdue them.
He wanted them all under his command.
Allen, singled out under Yuno's oppressive aura, trembled violently. With a thud, he dropped to one knee, sweat dripping from his forehead, terror in his eyes.
"Conqueror's… Conqueror's Haki…"
The beautiful woman bit her lip, her brow furrowed with both fear and allure. She, too, was shaken by Yuno's Haki.
Then she suddenly shouted, "Allen, apologize to the lord!"
Her tone changed, no longer calling Yuno "guest," but addressing him with deference.
Clearly, she had already recognized his identity. The Quincy mask was unmistakable.
When Yuno asked for a drink earlier, she hadn't acted rashly — instead, she had ordered Allen to serve him, secretly attempting to test him by making him remove his mask.
But she hadn't expected Yuno to boldly remove it himself, revealing a surprisingly youthful face.
Allen, jolted by her command, knelt lower. "Sir, Allen failed to recognize you and offended you! I must be punished. I will cut off a finger in apology!"
Without hesitation, he pulled a dagger from his waist and sliced off his pinky. Blood splattered as his severed finger hit the ground.
His extreme reaction was driven by Yuno's terrifying pressure, the woman's ultimatum, and the strict discipline of their organization — mistakes had to be paid for in blood.
Yuno remained motionless, but seeing Allen's decisiveness, a faint smile appeared behind his mask.
"Shrewd, iron-blooded, decisive, and capable…" This was Yuno's assessment of the woman.
He looked at her and asked calmly, "What's your name?"
She paused, then answered, "Yona. That's both my code name and my real name. We are the Night Killer Organization."
"You're impressive. Join my team," Yuno said bluntly.
Yona bit her lip again, feigning hesitation. But as the leader of a killer syndicate, she wasn't one to bend easily.
After a moment of silence, she asked softly, "Sir, what if I refuse?"
"Why do you think I took off my mask?" Yuno replied coldly.
She instantly understood. Forcing Quincy to reveal his face came at a price.
Her heart sank, and she lowered her head. "…Sir, I agree."
Facing a Quincy capable of defeating even the Shichibukai (Seven Warlords of the Sea) together, resistance would only mean the destruction of their Night Killer Organization.
And strangely… she felt that her own probing had pushed them further under Yuno's control.
Yuno smiled faintly. "A wise choice. You won't regret it."
Then he looked at Allen. "Pick up your finger and reattach it."
Allen didn't hesitate. The moment Yona lowered her head, everyone knew Yuno was now their master.
Clutching his severed pinky, Allen pressed it to the wound.
Yuno flicked his hand, releasing a shimmering white thread of Quincy energy. It wrapped around Allen's hand, and before their eyes, the finger healed — good as new.
Gasps echoed through the room.
Yona stood gracefully, her tall figure commanding attention. She lowered her head slightly and asked, "What does the master require of us?"
"Do what you usually do. If I need you, I'll come find you," Yuno said lightly. Then he added, "By the way, do you know about the Doflamingo family's industries on this island?"
Yona immediately regained her composure. Her expression turned serious as she replied, "Most of the auctions in the lawless zones belong to the Donquixote Family. But the largest business is the main auction house on Island No. 1, where their cadres are stationed long-term."
As the hidden boss of Area 7, she was well-informed about the Sabaody Archipelago.
But Yuno's question surprised her.
He noticed her hesitation and said flatly, "Don't overthink it. Donquixote is our ally."
Yona covered her mouth in shock.
If she hadn't heard it from the Quincy himself, she would never have Berrieseved it.
The Donquixote Family was feared across the dark underworld. To hear that Quincy treated them as allies was beyond shocking.
Some of her men didn't recognize Yuno's identity, while others had — but regardless, all were stunned.
Living in the Sabaody Archipelago, they knew full well the Donquixote Family's power and prestige.
"I'll be heading to the New World soon," Yuno continued. "I'll contact you once I'm there."
"The New World…"
Yona nodded, wisely holding back further questions. The others followed her example, showing their discipline.
Yuno nodded with satisfaction. He had subdued them completely — in time, they would become a sharp blade in his hand.
He handed a card to Yona. It contained the 1 billion berries he had extorted from Doflamingo. "Here's 1 billion. Expand my power as much as you can. I'll need it in the future."
After that, Yuno left, heading toward Island No. 1, the Donquixote Family's stronghold.
Yona was intelligent and shrewd in business. The Night Killer Organization's rise to dominance in Area 7 had been largely thanks to her.
Yuno wasn't worried she'd take the money and run. A woman of her caliber wouldn't commit such a foolish act.
Moreover, giving some trust is also a way to control subordinates!
Yona stared at the card in her hand that was worth 1 billion Berries, she was stunned. She had never seen so much money in her life, and Quincy had actually entrusted it to her with confidence. For a moment, she felt mixed emotions...
After Yuno left, Allen wiped the sweat off his forehead and asked Yona carefully: "Boss, what is his identity?"
Yona put the card away carefully, and said unhappily: "I told you to read the newspaper more often, but you didn't listen. If the lord hadn't spared you, you would be the same as those guys on the ground!"
Allen said embarrassedly: "I, this..."
At this time, another person came up. His name was Nick, and he was in charge of intelligence.
Nick pushed his glasses up, patted Allen's shoulder, and said earnestly, "You should be thankful. If that master hadn't wanted to recruit us, you'd be dead!"
Hearing their serious words, Allen's forehead was covered in sweat. "Stop keeping us in suspense..."
Nick pushed his glasses up again, the reflection flashing as he slowly spoke, "That master's name on the sea is Quincy!"
"What?"
"That's the kind of being?"
The members, unaware of the situation, were stunned.
...
With a specific target in mind, Yuno's speed increased.
It didn't take long for him to reach Island 1.
The road was smooth, and Yuno arrived in front of a massive auction.
A sale was already underway.
Yuno thought for a moment and decided to join in the fun.
Let's see this world's most abominable place—The Human Auction House!
With Yuno's status, entry posed no obstacle. The Donquixote Family controlled the auction, and those involved in this industry were bound to be well-informed.
Naturally, they recognized Yuno.
Even if they didn't, he could still enter by paying a certain amount of Berries.
Yuno strolled in under the waiter's awed and respectful gaze.
After Yuno entered the auction, the waiter quickly withdrew to inform the Donquixote Family officials present. It was astonishing—the Quincy had arrived in the Sabaody Archipelago! The higher-ups had to be informed!
Yuno glanced at him and ignored him.
The news of his arrival in the Sabaody Archipelago wouldn't be hidden from Doflamingo's spies.
Knowing it sooner or later made no difference.
Yuno's goal was to find the Donquixote Family.
He pushed open the door and entered. The auction hall was already bustling with people.
Every so often, the auction house held an auction, and the items on offer weren't things, but... people!
Yuno found a seat, crossed his legs, and rested his hands on the back of his chair, oblivious to the gazes of those around him.
His expression remained calm as he gazed down at the auction below.
The evil of this world lies in what's known as the Human Auction House.
As each "commodity" was brought to the auction block, either sold or passed in, the atmosphere grew even more heated.
"I'll offer 500,000 Berries!"
"What a beautiful woman! I'll offer 1,000,000 Berries!"
"Don't compete with me! I'll offer 1,500,000 Berries!"
After a stunningly beautiful young woman, with a curvaceous figure, only barely concealing a few vital areas, took the stage, the crowd erupted in even louder voices.
Yuno simply watched, not preparing to take action.
This kind of thing happens constantly in this world, and it's impossible to stop. Unless the World Government is overthrown and the almighty Celestial Dragons are trampled underfoot, this will never end!
These self-proclaimed nobles are merely imitating the Celestial Dragons; they are the true source of evil!
However, when the next person appeared, Yuno's eyes narrowed, and he sat up straighter, muttering to himself: "The Pirate King's right arm, 'Dark King' Rayleigh."
That's right—he was escorted onto the stage, a collar around his neck, shackles on his hands and feet, his half-long hair already half gray. He looked like an ordinary old man.
But who would have thought that this old man was once the second-in-command of the infamous Pirate King, Silvers Rayleigh?
"So... this one is a craftsman with over a decade of experience in film coating. If you buy him, I guarantee you'll have an unbreakable bubble coating when you sail to the New World... Starting price: 300,000 Berries!"
On the stage, the ostentatiously dressed host enthusiastically introduced the "item," but unfortunately, no one in the audience was buying.
Just when the host thought it would go unsold again, a distorted voice boomed from the back row:
"Three hundred thousand Berries, I want it!"
The speaker was none other than Yuno.
The "Dark King" being auctioned, Silvers Rayleigh, also looked up. When he saw the black and white mask, his eyes narrowed slightly in surprise.
"The Quincy who defeated Doflamingo? Has he arrived in Sabaody?"
Rayleigh's eyes flashed. Has he learned the truth? Or...
Seeing someone bid, the host, as if worried Yuno would regret it, was about to drop his hammer.
But then, the locked door swung open, and a hideously ugly man with a bubble cap on his head walked in, followed by dozens of men in black suits.
"Ten million Berries, I want this guy! I just need a boat to go to sea for some fun!"
The moment these words came out, they immediately caused a sensation.
It wasn't for anything else, but because the person who spoke was... a Celestial Dragon!!
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