Clang! Clang!
A few grappling hooks latched onto their ship's railing, and the two ships were completely connected by iron chains. This was the most traditional way of boarding a ship for combat. As the people on board pulled the chains with force, the distance between the two ships began to decrease.
The Shadow Fox was several times larger than the Slave Catching Ship, and the people on board could easily slide down along the chains. Their target was clear: apart from those bound by chains, everyone alive on the ship was a target for their kill.
Just a few minutes ago, the people on the ship were laughing and discussing how much money they could make from this business, but suddenly misfortune befell them completely.
The slaves in the cabin had no idea what was happening, but upon hearing the cries of battle, many corners of their mouths showed a slight smile. It would be a good thing if those slave traders went to hell before they did.
At this time, panicked footsteps approached. The once arrogant slave trader now appeared utterly embarrassed. He glanced around and ran to a tall slave.
"Hey, Victarion! Go take down those guys outside, and I'll set you free afterward!"
Onboard, there weren't just beautiful female slaves but also some strong combat slaves, most of whom were captured pirates or soldiers from non-adhering countries.
The Heavenly Celestial Dragons liked to buy such big guys for protection, and some would purchase similar individuals as death fighters.
The guards on the ship were unable to withstand the attackers and, having no other recourse, the trader devised this plan.
Victarion was a defeated pirate, but he completely ignored the words of the slave trader.
"Can't you hear me speaking?! Do you happen to forget what this is?!" He said, holding up the remote control, which operated the explosive collar. For those considered dangerous slaves, the slave collar was already installed.
"Press it, go ahead and press it! At worst, we'll all die here together. Do you think I would believe in that so-called freedom of yours?!"
Sometimes people suddenly realize something, like Victarion the pirate, who gave up his previous idea of compromising just to survive. If not for the chains that bound him, he might have ignored the threat of the collar and directly snapped his captor's neck.
But someone else had done the job for him—a beast claw suddenly pierced through his captor's chest from behind him.
"Stop running away all the time; it makes things difficult for me."
After dealing with the enemy in front of her, she shook off the blood and asked the people in the cages around: "Does anyone know where this guy kept the keys?"
"It should... be on that guy..."
A slave next to her pointed at the person lying in front of Olga. While she searched for the keys, the slave crowd began to stir, given that the actions of the other party seemed intent on saving them.
"Sister, dear sister!"
Sandersonia and Marigold noticed something unusual about Hancock, who was blushing and looking towards Olga's direction.
As mentioned before, Olga often used false appearances when out and about; a multitude of faces couldn't even describe her.
Thanks to Zoroark's powers, which could even fool cameras, some of Olga's disguises now appeared among wanted criminals. Following those photos would probably never lead one to the real target.
If she unfortunately encountered a lookalike, Olga wouldn't know what to say since her disguises were either extremely ugly or extremely beautiful, usually beyond what normal human growth would entail.
Before taking action, she adjusted a very handsome male face based on her own and chose a black butler outfit, throwing in a red hair dye for good measure.
If unaware of the details, it would be easy to mistake her for a brother of hers.
This was her most economical way of living. So long as she didn't mind, she had access to the world's wardrobes and jewels; all she needed was to know what those items looked like.
Hancock hails from the Women's Island, where there are no men, and the slave traders were the first men they encountered.
Even though they did nothing due to the price, Hancock harbored a deep hatred for these people, and due to the education in Nine Snakes, this disgust was expanding towards the entire male gender.
However, they hadn't been sold to the Heavenly Celestial Dragons yet, so this loathing was limited, and it was at this moment that Olga appeared in disguise.
The world ultimately favors appearances. If Olga had chosen an ugly man's look this time, the result might have been different. But facing that handsome man, she felt something within her being stirred.
But it was only for a moment, and after a nudge from Sanda and Mary, she snapped back to reality.
While Olga was unlocking the cages one by one, a bloodbath was occurring on the small boat of the World Government. When these slave traders encountered pirates who had fought in the New World, their brief encounter led to a complete collapse.
Many people then attempted to board the small boat, but as they finally made their escape, they encountered Elizabeth in mimicry. The slaughter show that ensued on that ship resembled an alien attack.
...
As flames rose, the two ships sank beneath the sea, yet Olga still did not lift her illusion, since these people in front of her were all unstable factors.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we will dock at the Shampodi Islands next. You are now free to leave or, if you wish, you can choose to remain and join us."
"Uh... could you take us home? I live in..."
"No, saving you is a personal hobby, but we are not obligated to take you home. However, you can leave an address, and if it's on our way, we'll drop you off nearby."
That was their usual practice. She wouldn't take everyone home one by one. Saving them was one thing; what happened afterward was none of her concern.
Sandersonia wanted to ask about this, but Olga's response already shut down any further questions; Nine Snakes was located in the Windless Zone, which hardly seemed on the way to anywhere.
But at least they had regained their freedom for now, and could only take it one step at a time.
When the Shadow Fox arrived at Shampodi, the number of people on board immediately decreased by ninety percent. The money from the slave ship was shared with them as travel expenses, which, in Olga's view, was already quite benevolent.
Hancock and others did not leave, as there was no ship heading to Nine Snakes, and they, leaving Nine Snakes for the first time, did not know how to get back.
Additionally, Victarion and some others did not leave either, as they saw staying as more advantageous...