Sea Era 1498.
A major event occurred this year.
The Pirate King, Gol D. Roger, surrendered to the Marine.
Under the orders of the World Government, Roger was escorted by the Marine to Loguetown for a public execution, in order to deter other restless pirates on the sea.
Of course, all of this had nothing to do with Hilbert Black.
Because he was a noble, great, and inviolable descendant of gods.
In short: a Celestial Dragon.
Having been in this world for sixteen years, Blake felt that he was about to be assimilated by the Celestial Dragons' unbridled lifestyle.
Waking up leisurely from his sleep, before he could even give instructions, a fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged maid walked forward, knelt down, and saluted.
"Saint Black, please allow me to cleanse your face."
"Hmm..."
Blake hummed softly, not wanting to speak in his drowsy state.
The maid saluted again, and then picked up a disposable silk cloth inlaid with gold thread from the side to clean Blake's face.
Her movements were extremely gentle, for fear of arousing Blake's morning grumpiness.
Although Blake was not the particularly brutal type of Celestial Dragon, he possessed all the habits that Celestial Dragons should have, except for brutality.
The maids living in Mary Geoise had seen many colleagues being executed for trivial matters, and naturally developed a cautious habit.
After washing his face, Blake felt much more refreshed. With the help of the maid, he climbed out of bed, and three more maids immediately appeared to help him dress.
Although more than ten years had passed, Blake still had a feeling of being raised as a useless person.
"Being raised as useless is fine. So many people on the sea want to be raised as useless but don't have the chance."
After some self-persuasion, Blake accepted the maids' services with peace of mind.
After getting dressed, Blake stretched his body and instructed the maid beside him:
"The weather is nice. I'm going to go down to the world for a trip. Go and call a few CP to come with me."
"Yes, Saint Black!"
The maid saluted and hurried away.
Although CP were the Celestial Dragons' protective force, in reality, if a Celestial Dragon was in Mary Geoise, there would be no CP protecting them.
After all, Mary Geoise was safe enough, and the number of CP was not enough to assign one to each Celestial Dragon as a bodyguard.
Usually, CP would only accompany Celestial Dragons when they wanted to go down to the world, especially when traveling by ship.
Sometimes, if they were only going to Sabaody Archipelago, the Celestial Dragons might not even call for CP.
These fools thought that no one on the sea dared to attack them.
Blake was also planning to go to Sabaody Archipelago today, but he didn't plan to set off with only a ship full of maids and Slaves.
Just kidding, even a plan as idiotic as Klahadore's inheritance scheme was evaluated by Oda as the second smartest person on the sea, second only to Benn Beckman.
Sengoku, who could come up with a "besieging the point to attack reinforcements" strategy and almost failed, was already a "genius strategist."
In this world where everyone has prenatal education, there are many people who are more stupid than Celestial Dragons.
Who knows when a blockhead like Luffy might pop up? Getting beaten up is a small matter, but if his strength is exposed and he is selected by the God's Knights, it would be a big trouble.
After all, since the "God Valley Incident" back then, the Celestial Dragons' "hunting competition" had not been held for many years.
Now, the God's Knights can only directly select from those Celestial Dragons who seem to have combat talent.
Blake was going to become the final BOSS, so wouldn't he have to stand at the front if he joined the God's Knights?
...Breakfast was a sumptuous hundred dishes. Blake ate a little of each, letting the maid wipe the soup from his mouth. He changed into a space suit, put on a bubble helmet like fishbowls (helmets), and walked outside.
Two CP wearing masks were already waiting outside. Beside them, there was a small giant nearly eight meters tall, lieon the ground with a golden seat on his back.
It was Blake's exclusive vehicle.
"Let's go."
Sitting on the golden seat, Blake gave an order, and the Slave beneath him began to crawl forward cautiously, heading towards Red Port.
As a transmigrator who had lived in modern society, Blake was initially very unaccustomed to the Celestial Dragons' way of life.
Even now, he had not been able to slaughter Slaves without any psychological burden.
But he knew better that the best choice to act in a low-key manner was to integrate into it.
Whether it was Hogback and Saint Mjosgard in the original work, or some transmigrator predecessors, they all liked to be mavericks.
Those two Donquixote Family psychopaths liked to betray their class.
The transmigrators were even more outrageous.
Some frantically exercised, some turned against other Celestial Dragons for the sake of Slaves, some desperately joined the God's Knights, some didn't wear space suits or fishbowls (helmets), and some were so brutal that even the Celestial Dragons couldn't stand it... These people were usually noticed by the Gorosei or even Imu before they came of age, and then experienced a series of setbacks.
What was the point?
Couldn't they be more low-key?
They couldn't stand being ridiculed a few times without any real harm. Blake really doubted whether they were adults before they transmigrated.
Since transmigrating, Blake had always been a practical person. If he really had a grudge, he would find a way to kill them. "Slapping faces" was meaningless... Mary Geoise had a large area. It took more than an hour for the Slave underfoot to travel from Blake's residence to Red Port.
Blake yawned:
"No wonder those fools like to have fun. I'm almost bored to sleep."
No one dared to answer this, and Blake didn't expect them to respond.
Arriving at the World Government's private pier, guards wearing full body armor, with even their faces covered, were kneeling in two rows. Blake passed through the middle on the Slave, entering the bubble cable car.
Slowly descending from ten thousand meters in the air to the sea surface, a giant cruise ship was already waiting here.
sanctuary.
Of course, it wasn't Thanos's spaceship, but the one Blake had specially built when he first went to sea.
He would be going to sea many times in the future. How could he show his Celestial Dragon's noble status without an exclusive cruise ship?
...A few hours later, the sanctuary docked at the port of Sabaody Archipelago,
Area 16, the Slave auction house.
"Two hundred million Berries."
The voice was not loud, but it silenced the entire auction house.
The auctioneer immediately showed a flattering smile:
"Congratulations to the Celestial Dragons for obtaining this mermaid Slave."
Blake ignored him and turned to leave.
Today's auction house had neither Devil Fruit nor powerful pirate Slaves, which made him somewhat disappointed.
The auction world cannot lose Doflamingo, just as the West cannot lose Jerusalem.
However, buying a mermaid as an ornamental fish was not a wasted trip.
Ignoring the maid behind him who was negotiating with the auction house, Blake left the Slave auction house under the protection of two CP, preparing to wander around.
Everything in Area 16 was almost related to Slaves. Standing in front of the dazzling windows on the street were Slaves with either beautiful figures or strong physiques.
To be honest, the first time Blake walked on this road, he felt that his values had been severely impacted. Compared to his current normal expression and even somewhat enthusiastic state, he was completely different.
Suddenly, a blonde woman with a smile on her face in front of a floor-to-ceiling window caught Blake's attention.
"Huh? Why does this person look a little familiar?"