Bam! Bam! Bam!
On the deck under the cover of night, screams echoed.
After giving these guys a harsh beating, Nojiko shook her wrist and coldly eyed the bruised nobles and merchants on the ground.
She bent over to pick up the shackles just removed from the slaves, skillfully binding these guys tight in no time.
The shackles snapped shut, chains entwining, ensuring they couldn't even move a finger.
"Aren't you fond of locking people up like this?"
Nojiko smiled mischievously as she weighed the keys in her hand, casually tossing them into the sea, "Now it's time for you to experience it for yourselves, how does it feel, comfortable?"
"No, don't!"
Were they going to be thrown into the sea? Jade turned pale with terror, struggling desperately but to no avail, he could only plead tearfully:
"Spare me! You two, I have money, lots of money! Just let me go and send me back, I am willing to offer two billion… no! Three billion Belly, as a reward!"
"Three billion Belly?"
Nami let out a disdainful snort, looking at him as if he were an idiot:
"Who do you think I am! Do you think I'd care about something like money?"
"What should we do with these guys, bro?" Nojiko turned her head to ask Shano.
"As you like, you can just kill them."
Shano replied casually while roasting meat.
For human traffickers, no way of dealing with them is too much; they thoroughly deserve death.
"Killing is certain, but we can't let them die so easily."
Nojiko snorted and activated the Snow-Snow Fruit ability, creating an empty cubical snow block around them.
At the middle of the bottom, a domed fire pit was reserved.
Nami instantly understood, flicking her finger to ignite a large flame over the fire pit, which spread and started to burn furiously.
Nojiko lifted her foot, kicking the large ice block into the sea.
"No—!!!"
Jade watched helplessly as he was thrown into the sea, desperately lifting his head and roaring towards the Endgame.
Those two damn little girls, how dare they treat me like this!
Isn't this basically a sealed iron cage, am I also going to die in such a ridiculous way like those lowly slaves?
Fizz! Fizz!
Inside the cube, the flames in the fire pit burned fiercely, scorching their skin, while the six ice walls began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye due to the high temperature.
Ice and fire, a world of two extremes.
The alternating torture of extreme cold and heat, the seawater from the melting ice dripping down, soaking their clothes;
But it was quickly vaporized by the flames into scalding steam, crazily burning their respiratory tracts in the nearly enclosed space.
"Ahhh! I'm burning! It's burning me alive!"
"No, it's freezing me to death!"
"Help! Someone save us!"
"I was wrong! I really was wrong! Please, spare me!"
The nobles and merchants struggled madly in the ice coffin, but the shackles and chains locked their limbs tightly, rendering them unable even to roll, having to endure this inhuman torture.
Fear, despair, pain!
And yet, powerless!
At this moment.
They finally felt what those slaves, locked in iron cages at the bottom of the ship and sunk into the sea, felt before their deaths.
…
On the deck of the Endgame.
A few robust men freshly freed from slavery stared dazedly at the distant ice block on the sea, listening to the miserable howls from within the flames, feeling somewhat surreal.
"Did they… really die just like that?" one muttered.
"Dead?"
Nojiko crossed her arms in front of her chest and let out a cold laugh, "It's not that easy! They can at least last for twenty more minutes, enough for them to enjoy fully."
"They got off easy."
Nami added, "If I wasn't worried they might get lucky and meet a rescue ship if this drags on, I'd let them despair a bit longer."
"…"
After a moment of silence, the robust men exchanged a glance, suddenly kneeling down and bowing deeply to the crew.
"Thank you all!"
"Thank you, Lord Shano!"
"Not only did you save us, you also vented our anger fiercely for us…"
"We will never forget this kindness for the rest of our lives!"
Shano glanced at them, grinning slightly, "Stand up, no need for that."
He casually pushed over a large iron plate of freshly roasted skewers, "I noticed you guys held back, not daring to contest with others for food, still not full, right? Here, continue eating well and regain your strength."
Overwhelmed with gratitude, the robust men accepted cautiously and began devouring ravenously.
"Eat slowly, don't choke."
Zeff laughed heartily, bringing a few bowls of hot soup, "There's more if it's not enough, nobody goes hungry with me around!"
"Thank you… thank you…"
They could no longer express themselves in words, eating while silently shedding tears.
How long has it been?
How long since they were treated like 'people'?
…
Shano watched silently for a while, then suddenly let out a long exhale.
What a damned world this is.
Fortunately…
He had long passed the stage of "minding his own business amidst poverty," moving steadily towards "helping the world."
Let's keep sailing forward then, someday he would use his own fists, top to bottom, to change this world!
Of course, there was one more thing right now.
Shano glanced at the survivors huddled in the corner, his expression gradually becoming indifferent.
The main culprits were gone, but the accomplices were still there.