Achieving Nothing, I Can Only Be the Pirate King Chapter 378 - 228: How Much Does It Cost to Buy Shampodi? (P

Huh? Who’s the third brother?

Sage paused, shook his head, and dismissed the sudden thought.

Stansen finished the fried piece, licked his fingers, and said:

"We don’t just serve humans lightly. If it weren’t for you saving , I wouldn’t have joined your pirates. Neither the Pirate King nor the Sea Emperor made us serve. Winning our acknowledgnt isn’t just about strength."

Being deceived or serving because of a favor are actions giants take voluntarily, and they can leave anyti.

This is different from having giants acknowledge and truly consider soone their captain.

Sage laughed heartily: "Hohohoho, where there’s one, there’s a second. It’s fine, I’m very generous to my people. Whatever I have, I will share with you all!"

"I’m not surprised. You seem like a bold captain."

Stansen paused and said: "I just saw the Demon Race... I’ve only heard of them, never thought they’d be on your ship."

Giants live three tis longer than humans, generally over 300 years. Stansen is relatively young at sixty-one.

In his childhood, there were no traces of the Demon Race, but he’s still familiar with their traits after sixty years.

They are a breed of hybrid humans with ancient giant blood.

In a way, they’re kind of like blood relatives.

"Those are my private assets."

Sage picked up a pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, smiling smugly: "They’re more household servants than subordinates, with significant future value."

Not to ntion the Demon Race are very gifted. Once trained well, they beco elite of the elite, a cornerstone of the pirates.

Currently, Jabra is training Las, and once Las is finished, he’ll pass on the thods to his Demon Race fellows. These guys are never lacking in endurance and toughness; soon we’ll see soone mastering one of the Six Styles.

Once everyone knows the Six Styles, Sage will have 300 CP9-level warriors, capable of storming anywhere on the sea!

A great landlord certainly needs household servants and private soldiers!

"Sage..."

As Sage was daydreaming, Lily reminded: "Soone’s coming."

From the entrance, a group of expressionless n dressed in black appeared one by one, entering the venue.

"Special agents," Lucci said.

He sensed a kindred presence.

But not CP9, likely CP1 through CP8.

Ten n in black arrived, each carrying enormous suitcases, capable of holding ten regular ones. They put down the suitcases and one opened it, revealing stacks upon stacks of Belly.

"A suitcase holds a billion Belly, totaling a hundred billion Belly. Disaster, you should release the hostage now, and also order your n to stop raiding Shampodi," one man in black said flatly.

"Oh? Didn’t Kizaru co?"

Sage snapped his fingers, "Lucci, give him the person."

Lucci was startled, lifting the chain around Charlilia’s neck, with a hint of tremor in his eyes, he led her like a dog to the front, handing the chain over.

"Take it!" He didn’t even realize a slightly morbid delight in his smile.

"Rob Lucci..."

The special agent called, gazing from under sunglasses at Lucci for a while but said nothing, didn’t take the chain, rely nodded, prompting others quickly to reach Charlilia, freeing her from the chain, two then held her, retreating backward.

"Pleb! Pleb!"

Charlilia finally cried out: "Kill them, save my father and brother!"

"Sorry, Charlilia Palace, our task is to secure your safe return to Mary Geoise, apologies for any disrespect to the Sacred Body." A special agent stated swiftly, soon departing with Charlilia.

"The barking of a beaten dog is still quite amusing."

Sage laughed: "As for Shampodi... we don’t have such business, but negotiations can be made now. Pirates conduct business regardless of client, needs can be t, even the World Governnt can trade."

He stared at the special agents, grinning viciously: "How much are you willing to pay to buy Shampodi?"