"The Four Emperors? BIG MOM Pirates?" Finn muttered, his eyes unconsciously looking back.
Polyarcia thought Finn was afraid and felt even prouder.
To survive in the New World, having the protection of a Four Emperor was crucial.
The guy in front of me is obviously frightened by our status. Soon, the entire island will be under my control.
If there are good foods and cakes here, perhaps the almighty Big Mom will reward me generously.
The more Polyarcia thought about it, the more excited he became, while Finn instantly lost interest.
*It's someone from the BIG MOM Pirates again. They can't be considered guests anymore. After all, even your captain was captured by* Redfield.
You guys who come to me, why don't you come and be my laborers?
Finn smiled secretly and had already arranged their future.
He turned and pointed at the three Sweet Commanders. "Hey, you three, they said they are your people. Make some arrangements and put them to work here at the port."
On the shore, the three forced smiles onto their faces. After saluting Finn respectfully, they looked fiercely at the scum of the Bazooka Pirate Ship.
"Don't worry, Boss. Leave these guys to us. The port will be completed soon."
Finn looked at their determined eyes and nodded with satisfaction. "Work hard. I'll have Redfield give you a snack tonight."
After saying that, Finn whistled towards the sky. In a moment, a shrunken Little Green stopped steadily in front of him.
"Dear boss, please come up."
Finn nodded and walked onto Little Green's back, quickly disappearing from sight with Pika.
At the port, Polyarcia was still confused when a huge gust of wind pinned all the crew members to the ground.
"Could this familiar power be? Lady Charlotte Smoothie?"
Polyarcia looked over and saw the three people with shovels, hammers, and axes coming towards him.
"The three Sweet Commanders?"
The Sweet Commanders are the highest-ranking cadres of the Big Mom Pirates. They have absolute power over life and death.
However, looking at their attire, he could not imagine these craftsmen were the mighty commanders.
"Sir, we didn't know you were here. Please—"
"Fuck you, you almost killed me!" Charlotte Katakuri was furious.
With a bang, Polyarcia was kicked out. Katakuri instantly moved over and stomped on her. "Don't worry, I won't kill you."
Just as Polyarcia breathed a sigh of relief, Katakuri continued, "Unless you stay on this island forever?"
Forever? How is that possible?
Polyarcia was about to ask but found she had no strength left.
In the Big Mom Pirates, there were many rubbish affiliate fleets like the Bazooka Pirates, so Katakuri didn't hesitate.
Since Finn had decided their fate, the Commanders would ensure it was done.
Under their intimidation, all members of the Bazooka Pirates became slave workers.
As more Big Mom Pirates were put to work, Polyarcia thought of something terrifying.
Could this all be arranged by Lady Charlotte Linlin?
But who is the ordinary person who commands the three commanders?
The increasing doubts slowed her work.
With a bang, a huge steel pillar fell from her hand.
Charlotte Katakuri was shocked. Before he could react, the steel pillars being moved by the Golden Lion smashed towards Polyarcia.
"Damn it! The boss just emphasized the task, and you slaves dared to be distracted?"
Polyarcia's heavy body was pulled into the sky, unable to escape.
"Golden Lion! It's the pirate admiral Golden Lion!"
The Bazooka Pirates looked on in naive terror.
Polyarcia realized his mistake and begged for mercy, but hundreds of blood-red bats from the distance instantly enveloped her.
The roar lasted for a second. Only a skeleton remained, falling into the sea and dissipating.
"Boss Redfield, didn't the boss say to keep them?" the Golden Lion asked in disbelief. How could this fanatic defy the boss?
The three commanders also looked over. Could the Redfield dare to disobey the Island Lord?
The blood-colored bats gathered, and the Redfield spat out the blood he had absorbed.
"The boss has said there are too many slaves on Peace Island right now. If they don't work, it wastes food. So, if a few ignorant ones die, it doesn't matter."
The Redfield's plain words put endless pressure on everyone.
Ignorant? This standard was arbitrary. It was their word that decided life or death.
The Bazooka Pirates now knew that if they did not perform well, they would be killed without hesitation, just like Polyarcia.
Even the Big Mom Pirates were no exception.
The three Sweet Commanders understood. They had no choice; they were under someone else's roof.
Charlotte Katakuri once again directed everyone to start working.
When the entire port was renovated, the moon was high in the sky.
"…"
Finn's palace still looked the same.
Although the surroundings had accommodations for large individuals, Finn had not changed his own residence much.
Holding his chin, Finn looked at Pika jumping on the table, caressing her lovingly, but his mind was on the Redfield's suggestion.
The house was peaceful and quiet, with a faint sweet fragrance of flowers.
It was a pity the people around him couldn't feel the beauty, only fear and terror.
Especially the three Sweet Commanders who had witnessed Pika's slaughter.
"**Redfield**, do you mean that we can keep some of those people here today?"
Redfield stood up, cleared his throat, and confidently reported his ideas.
"That's right, Boss. Our Peace Island needs a lot of manpower. Although those people are not very strong, they can do basic tasks. And I found two members of the Bazooka Pirates who can cook."
"Can you cook?" Finn's eyes lit up.
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