Charles took out the invitation he had purchased from the skeleton woman and walked in.
The wooden boat was spacious inside, but the furnishings were simple. In front of the chairs where the guests were seated was a plain stage covered with a blood-red carpet.
The pirates, naturally lacking in manners, were drinking and eating Comfort Fruit, while some greedily snorted various powders. The stifling air of the auction was mixed with all sorts of smells.
Among some whispering pirate leaders, Charles, alone, seemed somewhat abrupt.
Charles had not allowed Audric to come in. The pirates inside were of no small background, and he feared that some might recognize him as a vampire and cause trouble.
As the attendees slowly gathered, the bright oil lamps around were dimmed to their lowest. "Clap!" A bright light shone onto the stage.
A dwarf dressed extravagantly jumped out, "Welcome, bosses, to Sodoma's 157th auction! We have plenty of great items today! Are all your Echo ready in your pockets??"
The scene was very cold, with few pirates actually looking at him.
The dwarf did not care about this at all. With a smiling face, he clapped his hands. "Next, please welcome our noble, respected, and unrivaled King."
The dwarf had just finished speaking when the spotlight on him shifted directly to a side hatch.
A grotesquely obese man weighing at least a ton was pushed out on a wooden cart. His unusually greasy face was covered with large and small pus-filled boils, and his belly nearly touched the ground, making the Sodoma's King extraordinarily ugly.
The "King" paid no attention to the audience. His focus was entirely on the mountains of meat on either side of the wooden cart.
As Charles watched the King, with rotting teeth gobbling up food, he felt nauseated just by looking at him. Truthfully, the king's appearance was far different from what he had imagined.
However, the other pirates didn't think so, as those arrogant ones just moments ago all stood up and saluted the "King."
The "King" didn't speak, his greasy fat hand waved carelessly, letting the dwarf continue.
The spotlight returned to the dwarf, who bowed deeply towards the King before announcing loudly, "The auction begins now! The first item is a woman!"
The curtain behind the dwarf was pulled back, and a hesitant girl dressed in a glorious western dress was pushed forward.
"Gentlemen, this is no ordinary plaything, she is the recently missing daughter of the Governor of He Fang Island! Anyone who buys her can cut a little something off her every day and keep threatening the Governor of He Fang Island! Look closely! She's not just a woman; she's a money tree! Starting at 500,000, with increases of 100,000, starting now! That Captain bids 1 million! 2 million!! Good! 6 million!!"
Without paying attention to the pirates' bidding, Charles's attention was entirely on the King. He had clues about Earth's surface on him, and Charles was continuously thinking about how to get the sea chart from him.
At that moment, the Governor's daughter was purchased by a pirate. She walked down from the stage with a mournful face, and nobody noticed that she was getting closer and closer to the "King."
Just when she was three meters away from the "King," her tear-stained face suddenly turned ferocious. Her left hand quickly pulled a pistol from beneath her ruffled skirt and crazily pulled the trigger at the "King."
"Bang bang bang!!" Bullets embedded into the "King's" fat, splattering blood mixed with beige fat.
"Pop" A large boil on the King's face burst, and a bug about the size of a face-hugger, with a residual shadow, lunged at the woman. A second later, a sound of flesh tearing was heard, and a headless body lay stiff on the ground.
The "King" still sat there, dumb as a wooden chicken, grabbing the bloodied chunks of meat with his fat hand and constantly stuffing them into his mouth, as if he was not the one who had been shot.
After a few seconds, the dwarf hastily smoothed things over, "Ha ha, another fool who dared to dream, all hail our King! Our King is unbeatable! Now, let's continue with the second auction item!!"
Charles watched the bug retract back into the King's boil and understood that the ruler of the entire Sodoma couldn't be a fool.
He was sure the King had not shown even a fraction of his true strength, which must be terrifying.
Quickly Charles thought of himself. The other party was so powerful, how should he obtain information from him?
Communication? Charles immediately dismissed that option; the other party didn't seem amicable, and as the skeleton woman had said, with his monopolistic business, he would never share with others.
With the other side much stronger and more numerous than him, force was out of the question. For a time, Charles found himself in a dilemma.
Until the auction was almost over, Charles had still not thought of a way. Looking at the fat man still continuously swallowing meat in the distance, he felt somewhat irritated.
"Cough cough." A cough from the side interrupted Charles's gaze. "Don't stare at the King like that; he might take it as a challenge from you."
Charles turned his head and was shocked when he saw the white triangle on that person's forehead, almost standing up.
Looking at this follower of the Light God Sect, Charles's eyes filled with hostility. "I didn't die, Sonni must be surprised, right?"
Unexpectedly, the expression on the follower's face showed great surprise. "Sonni? Sorry, I'm not familiar with him; he's a fundamentalist, and I'm from the new sect."
Charles looked half-believing and somewhat puzzled by this guy's purpose.
"Don't doubt my honesty; you know, us followers of the Sun God Sect never lie."
Charles then let go of his concerns. Indeed, as far as he knew, Sun God Sect followers, once they underwent the ritual, lost their fear as well as their ability to conceal.
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