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"Then listen, you absolutely can't tell anyone!"
The man glanced around, fear and vigilance in his eyes.
"Understood!" Ye Jia nodded.
"Lord Dresden is a noble of Moska, the most powerful and influential person!"
The man began to explain, "The soldiers who just went to chase the Bladesman outside are Lord Dresden's private militia, fully equipped with weapons. Anyone on Moska Island who disobeys Lord Dresden's orders will have their lives taken by those bullets immediately!"
"So rampant, and no one controls him?" Ye Jia asked.
"Lord Dresden has already established good relations with those above. As long as things don't get too big, who can do anything to him? Not only that..."
The man hesitated, then glanced around again, afraid his next words would be overheard. "I heard that Lord Dresden also has dealings with the pirate 'Blood Blade Paxis,' who has a bounty of 33 million Beli. Many merchant ships that come to Moska Island are notified in advance by Lord Dresden, and then Blood Blade Paxis goes to rob and kill them!"
Alright, playing a good scheme!
Using his identity, cooperating with pirates, sending useful information, and splitting the profits five-five... No wonder he's the local emperor of the island.
"These are all things I've heard, I don't know if they're true, but some other rumors are indeed real... Lord Dresden commits all kinds of evil on Moska Island. Many common people on Moska Island have suffered at his hands, causing public outrage. So, some people secretly raised money to hire an assassin to kill Lord Dresden!"
"The assassin you're talking about, is that the Bladesman those soldiers were just shouting about catching?" Ye Jia said.
The man nodded.
Ye Jia finally understood.
So he had arrived on a dark island.
If he hadn't intentionally kept his pirate ship a bit further away, he probably would have already clashed with Dresden's soldiers, right?
"Blood Blade Paxis... just in time. He should be able to get me a Devil Fruit, right?"
Ye Jia chuckled.
"Little Geyamani, eaten your fill? If so, let's go watch the show!"
...
In the central town of Moska Island, there was a execution platform, a person's height.
This execution platform was specially used to behead heinous criminals.
It was usually where notorious great pirates from nearby waters were executed after being captured.
At this moment, the area around the execution platform was packed with people.
A sea of people surrounded the platform, making it impenetrable.
On the execution platform, a long-haired man wearing a green martial arts robe had his hands tied behind his back to a wooden stake. His head and body were covered in blood.
But despite such a tragic sight, the people of Moska Island showed no pity for him.
"Damn Bladesman, how dare you assassinate our beloved Lord Dresden, atone for your sins with your life!"
"Dying a thousand, ten thousand times wouldn't be enough, you are the greatest villain on our Moska Island!"
"Beheading him is too lenient; he should be burned to death, let him turn to ashes in pain!"
The crowd, as if dealing with some extremely heinous criminal, roared curses at the long-haired man on the execution platform with bloodthirsty mouths.
On the other side, on the roof of a tall building.
"Is that guy the Bladesman who assassinated Dresden?"
Ye Jia stood on the roof, Geyamani sitting on his shoulder, looking down and taking in every move of the crowd below.
"So the ones in front are all shills. To be able to hire so many loyal shills, Dresden's power is indeed extraordinary!"
Among the crowd constantly shouting for the Bladesman's death, only the front-row people were genuinely agitated.
The true commoners of Moska Island showed no action, their eyes instead filled with sympathy, pity, and worry.
"Cough, cough! Everyone, quiet down, please be quiet!"
At this moment, a man in a red coat with an ugly pigtail walked onto the execution platform.
The man's face was hideous, but his neck and hands were adorned with gold and silver, a typical nouveau riche image.
Without asking, Ye Jia could tell at a glance that this man was undoubtedly Dresden, the one who held absolute power over Moska Island.
"Lord Dresden is here!"
"Long live Lord Dresden!"
"Long live!"
As soon as Dresden stepped onto the stage, the shills below became even more enthusiastic, loudly shouting various cheers of "Long live," making Ye Jia feel nauseous.
"Good, everyone, quiet down, no need to be so agitated!"
Dresden cleared his throat. "Allow me to formally introduce, the man behind me is not some useless nobody, nor some small fry, but the famous Bladesman of Goa Kingdom — Qiuli!"
"Yes, he is Qiuli! The meritorious hero who once killed a great pirate with a 28 million Beli bounty! By all rights, we should all call him a hero!"
Dresden pinched Qiuli's chin, lifting his pale head. "But our former great hero, Bladesman Qiuli, has fallen! For his selfish desires, he actually colluded with pirates, trying to kill me and destroy Moska Island's defenses, so that pirates could enter Moska Island to burn, kill, and plunder!"
"My heart is truly chilled! I never imagined that our once respected great hero would fall to such depths! Everyone, tell me, does Qiuli deserve to die!"
"He deserves to die!"
"Fallen devil, go to hell!"
"Such trash should have his head cut off!"
The shills were incredibly excited, shouting loudly.
The commoners of Moska Island, however, looked away in discomfort, unwilling to witness Qiuli bleeding on the execution platform.
"Qiuli, what do you think? I told you I would thoroughly ruin your reputation. Even after death, your bones will be reviled by people!" Dresden leaned close to Qiuli's ear, a sinister smile on his face. "You will die forever bearing the name of a sinner... Fighting me? Humph! You're still too green!"
Upon hearing this, Qiuli bared his blood-stained teeth and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm directly onto Dresden's face.
"Damn Bladesman!"
Dresden roared in anger and punched Qiuli in the face.
Still not satisfied, he continued to punch and kick Qiuli.
"Bladesman Qiuli?"
Ye Jia, standing on the rooftop, brightened at Dresden's introduction. "He once killed a pirate with a 28 million Beli bounty, which means he has some strength! And... Luffy's crew has the swordsman Roronoa Zoro, and I have the bladesman Qiuli... Hehe! In terms of numbers and aura, I won't lose to him at all!"
Ye Jia was busy with his calculations.
Dresden, on the other side, angrily waved his hand: "Execute him! How dare he assassinate the great Lord of Moska Island? He should taste the wrath of the people! I want his head hung in the highest place on Moska Island for three days and three nights, until everyone has spat upon it enough!"
The executioner raised his great scimitar with both hands, aiming at Qiuli's neck.
Qiuli closed his eyes, silently awaiting death.
All the commoners of Moska Island closed their eyes, sighing, unwilling to see Qiuli's head fall.
The great scimitar descended violently, but just as it was about to touch Qiuli's neck, suddenly—
Bang!
A figure abruptly appeared on the execution platform, directly raising a leg. The executioner, man and blade, was instantly kicked away like a cannonball, leaving a yellow beam of light in the air.