After being knocked on the head by Shakky, Naruto also realized his mistake and hurriedly put Tempest away again.
As for being knocked, he didn't mind at all.
Rather, he had long since gotten used to it.
Actually, ever since Captain Roger had voluntarily surrendered, his crew members had almost all gone their separate ways.
And the homeless Naruto had first followed to protect Rouge for a year or two, then later stayed with Rayleigh and Shakky for quite some time.
Even now, the second floor of the bar still had a room exclusively for Naruto.
This was also why Shakky wasn't angry at all when Naruto called her "Aunt Shakky."
It could be said that Naruto had grown up bit by bit under her personal witness.
Not a nephew by blood, but better than one.
"This kind of small boat really suits your personality."
Shakky poured Naruto a glass of rum, then leaned against the bar counter and started smoking.
"I thought I wouldn't live to see you board a pirate ship."
"Aunt Shakky, Tempest isn't a pirate ship."
After downing the drink in one gulp, Naruto grinned and pointed out the key point.
"It doesn't matter." Shakky didn't care about this at all. In her view, with Naruto's personality, becoming a pirate again was just a matter of time.
"Are you just here for coating this time? If you're in a hurry, I could help you find a coating craftsman."
Hearing this, Naruto shook his head and chuckled a few times.
"Haha, actually I also came to see you two."
In front of Shakky, Naruto seemed to become a child again, completely without the aura of a so-called "great hero."
"Smooth talker, what have you been learning out there all these years?"
After pointing at Naruto with her finger, Shakky also sighed helplessly.
"If you want to find old Rayleigh, go to GR Area 1. He should be in an auction house around there."
Rayleigh, the Pirate King's first mate, known as the "Dark King."
In his old age, his favorite thing to do was sell himself as a slave at auctions, then escape after getting the money.
How to put it...
You couldn't say he was doing it for money.
After all, he was the Pirate King's first mate. If nothing else, he definitely wasn't short on gold and silver treasures.
Thinking about it this way, his actions were more likely just for fun.
Consider it one of an elderly person's leisure activities.
Hearing this, Naruto just nodded, then greeted Shakky before pushing the door and running out.
Just like a little kid saying to his cooking mother, "I'm going out to play for a bit, I'll be right back."
Shakky also leaned on the bar counter, watching Naruto's retreating figure with a smile.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something.
"I forgot, today seems to be the day the Celestial Dragons are making their rounds."
Shakky's Rip-off Bar seemed to be just a bar without much business, but it was actually an "intelligence trading post" that sold confidential information.
Don't let the fact that only Rayleigh and Shakky seemed to run it fool you.
In reality, Boss Shakky's intelligence network was not much weaker than the World Government's.
The distance between the Celestial Dragons' holy land, Mary Geoise and Sabaody Archipelago wasn't far.
Plus the Celestial Dragons' exclusive "bubble gondolas."
Whenever they wanted to buy some slaves, they only needed to spend dozens of minutes to reach the slave auction houses directly.
Because of this, the probability of Celestial Dragons appearing on Sabaody Archipelago wasn't low.
"Ah, I hope this little guy doesn't cause any big trouble."
While saying this, Shakky's eyes were full of playfulness.
Obviously, she knew what would happen when Naruto encountered them, but she didn't really care.
This wasn't Shakky deliberately using Naruto to deal with the Celestial Dragons.
Unlike others, knowing Naruto's strength, she didn't care at all about the rule that "attacking Celestial Dragons would summon a Marine Admiral."
She really just didn't think of it this time.
On the other side, Naruto had already headed to GR Area 1.
This was where Sabaody Archipelago's largest slave auction houses were gathered.
While using Observation Haki to probe the surrounding situation, Naruto sighed inwardly.
What a bunch of scum.
But encountering Naruto today, it was their fate to have this calamity.
Soon, Naruto detected a familiar presence in the backstage of an auction house.
Rayleigh, who was wearing seastone shackles, also sensed something and looked up.
After casually putting several slave house thugs on manual mute, Naruto smoothly reached the room where Rayleigh was.
"It really has been quite a while, hasn't it, Naruto."
Rayleigh stood up, looking at Naruto, who was now taller than himself, feeling somewhat nostalgic.
He wanted to reach out and pat Naruto's shoulder but found his wrists were also shackled and couldn't move.
Then, under the incredulous expressions of other slaves, he directly used Haki to destroy the internal structure of the shackles and forcibly removed them.
"Uncle Rayleigh, after all these years, why are you still doing this kind of thing?"
Naruto looked at Rayleigh with amusement in his eyes and took out the last bottle of wine he had brought from Baratie.
Strictly speaking, after coming to this strange world, the person who had accompanied him the longest wasn't Captain Roger or Uncle Garp, but this "Dark King" Rayleigh, who always looked unkempt.
"Haha, I lost a bet."
Hearing Naruto's complaint, Rayleigh just smiled and took a sip of the wine he offered, without much embarrassment on his face.
Actually, for strong people like Naruto and Rayleigh, whether fishing or gambling, as long as they were willing to use Observation Haki, they couldn't possibly lose.
But these two had the same inherited personality.
I don't believe I can lose this round!
"Let's go, let's find another place to chat. This place..."
Rayleigh suddenly seemed to sense some situation and stopped talking, then looked at Naruto across from him.
Sure enough, Naruto's face had also shown a trace of killing intent at some point.
Not directed at Rayleigh, but at someone else.
"Don't make too big a scene, your Uncle Rayleigh and Aunt Shakky still need to retire here."
Rayleigh sighed, knowing that some things were unavoidable today, and could only offer a word of advice.
"Don't worry..."
Naruto's reply was very concise.
"I'll control myself not to sink this island."
And very exasperating.
"Oh, there's one more thing."
Suddenly, Naruto remembered business and directly took out Tempest in front of Rayleigh.
"I need to trouble Uncle Rayleigh to help me with coating."
"Yes, yes, I really have a hard life."
Lifting Tempest with one hand, after examining it and expressing admiration for its special design, Rayleigh then proceeded to remove all the explosive collars the slaves in the backstage were wearing.
"Leave here quickly if you don't want to be caught up in the upcoming battle."
When he said this, Naruto had already burst through the auction house wall.
There, several Celestial Dragons wearing glass helmet bubbles and dressed like astronauts were present.
One was continuously kicking the waist and abdomen of an ordinary slave with his shoe tip, where the flesh had already burst open.
The reason for this was simply that the slave had been a bit slow while crawling and carrying him.
This kind of arrogant behavior was already commonplace for both the Celestial Dragons themselves and other silent customers.
Bang!
Just then, Naruto's figure burst in.
"Who are you! Lowly creature, how dare you offend divine majesty!"
The leading Celestial Dragon, still with snot running from his nose, seemed startled by the sound of Naruto's entrance, then met his terrifying gaze.
Whether this guy had some natural defect or was simply used to being arrogant, seeing Naruto, such an imposing figure, approach, he wasn't afraid but instead angrily pulled out an ornately decorated pistol.
Then he unhesitatingly began shooting at Naruto.
"Very good. It seems after all these years, you've forgotten what bleeding feels like."
The bullets hit Naruto's head and chest, bouncing off directly.
Naruto's face showed an expression mixing killing intent with disgust.
"Time to help you remember properly."