From Pirate to Revolutionary Mentor

Chapter 37 Tesoro

"Boss, another drink!"

Kevin raised his hand, and soon Tezzolo brought over the drinks.

At that moment, a black substance swam across the table, climbed onto Tesoro's arm, and vanished in a flash.

[Torrent]

These are Kevin's spatial coordinates, and also the way to find him in the future.

"Are the guests from the Western Sea?"

"If you'd like to tour the Sabaody Archipelago, I can provide a guided tour. I know this place very well, including the dangerous areas and the areas frequented by the Celestial Dragons."

Kevin's last words piqued his interest.

The prison space's sin value has dwindled to just over a thousand. Baltigo is currently focused on developing its underground members, and the timing of the next coup is still undecided, which is why Kevin thought of coming to the Sabaody Archipelago.

And... there's another face hidden under the cloak.

"I just heard you say you have a part-time job during the day, but I only have time in the evenings."

Tezzolo looked disappointed, bowed slightly, and replied, "Because a stable part-time job is very important to me right now, I can only apologize, sir."

Kevin smiled, and from under his cloak sleeve, he extended his hand and placed ten 10,000-Berry bills on the table.

"I imagine you desperately need money, and I happen to have some. So, can you tell me why you're working so hard to earn money? To pay off your gambling debts?"

Upon seeing the money, Tezzolo clearly hesitated for a moment.

This cloaked guest is very mysterious. He has been coming here every night for the past few days, waiting for the last auction of the night, then leaving and returning the next day.

After observing, Tezzolo felt that perhaps the customer was looking for something. And he happened to be very familiar with this area and was short of money.

"Is this the fee for listening to the story?"

Tezzolo's smile was a little stiff; he was worried that the customer in front of him would get angry and take the money back.

But 100,000 Berries isn't enough, far from enough, he had to ask in a joking manner.

However, Kevin pressed down on the 100,000 Berries on the table: "If your story is good, then this can be your payment. But if I'm not satisfied, then you'll have to leave empty-handed."

"Tesoro!!"

Just then, the tavern owner's shout rang out again, and Tezzolo had no choice but to bow slightly and say, "I need Bailey, so please wait for me."

Kevin raised his glass but didn't say anything.

Half an hour later, Tesoro quickly approached: "Sir, do you still believe what you just said?"

Kevin raised his hand, and then Tezzolo began to tell his story.

He loved music but was disliked by his mother. His father was a gambler who eventually died of illness. He eventually ran away from home and started stealing.

Similarly, he gambled, and later, after losing too much at a casino, he was about to be sold into slavery. In the human trafficking den, he met a woman, a woman with a beautiful singing voice.

"So... you're working so hard to earn money so you can buy her?"

Kevin handed him 100,000 Berries: "But what if she gets bought by someone else before you earn enough money? Have you thought about that?"

Stunned, Tesoro thought for a long time before finally saying, his eyes red, "No. If that were the case, I would kill that person!"

Kevin chuckled. "What if the other party is a Celestial Dragon? What can you do then?"

For a moment, Tesoro swayed, and finally managed to say, "How could it be such a coincidence? That shop has a lot of slaves, Stella is lucky, and I'll be even more..."

Kevin interrupted him: "That's why I've been thinking about why slavery exists in this world. Building happiness on the suffering of sentient beings shows that the most fundamental moral problem in this world is flawed."

"In a world with supernatural powers, even a one-for-one exchange at the limit is sometimes a luxury. Pirates are powerful, so they can burn, kill, and plunder. The Celestial Dragons have admirals protecting them and claim to be descendants of gods, so they can do whatever they want."

"Over time, this makes everyone take it for granted. That's why those in positions of power would say things like, 'How can you understand the emotions of ants?'"

Perhaps these words defied the norms of this world, leaving Tesoro somewhat bewildered.

Kevin simply wanted to plant a seed: "Perhaps one day you will understand my words, and be able to empathize."

Kevin then took out another twenty 10,000-Berry bills: "Since you don't have time tonight, just tell me the time and place where the Celestial Dragons will appear, and I'll give you this money."

Ok?

Tesoro, already bewildered, became even more bewildered.

What exactly does this guy want to do? In the Sabaody Archipelago, no one wants to encounter Celestial Dragons except for the auction house owner. Even the auction house owner doesn't want to run into them himself; he just wants them to pay a high price for slaves.

Those world aristocrats, encased in glass dome, truly can do whatever they want.

If someone takes a fancy to you, just take it away. No one can resist, and they will only be killed.

If a Celestial Dragon is in danger, an Admiral will come from the Marine Headquarters, which is very close to the Sabaody Archipelago. That is the highest combat power of the Marines!

"What...what do you want to do?"

Kevin, under the transformation spell, replied calmly, "Whatever I want to do is none of your business, is it? You're just a bar waiter; you haven't done anything extra."

After a moment of silence, Tesoro glanced at the 200,000 Berries, and finally gritted his teeth and whispered, "Wait for me a moment."

After a while, he took the opportunity to walk past Kevin, quietly taking the 200,000 Berries and leaving behind a note.

After that, he never spoke another word to Kevin.

The note not only indicated the probability of encountering the animals in zones one through twenty-nine, but also specifically stated that the chances of meeting them during the day were higher.

In addition, it is to be burned immediately after viewing.

Kevin frowned. During the day, things at Marine Headquarters would be a bit risky.

Shadow clones have a physical form, but intense training and potential battles could potentially shatter them.

If it gets broken up, at the very least this disguise will be useless.

The Navy has many more plans.

……

The auction was about to start, and Kevin got up and left the tavern.

Behind him, Tesoro seemed slightly lost in thought.

The words that person had said earlier were still echoing in his mind.

Why are there slaves, moral values, empathy, change, and Celestial Dragons?

But among those guys, is there really anyone who can resist?

Ok?