The Gambler

"Who are you?" A nobleman raised his finger and pointed at Mark and co.

The people in the room glanced at the Mark and company In disgust and totally indifferent.

They really did look down on pirates, as they had an alliance with the world government, they felt untouchable.

"Well, this castle belongs to us now, would you please scram?" Satyr jr said with an innocent smile while scratching his head embarrassed. His actions and words were a bit contradictory.

A bald man with a long mustache glanced at Satyr jr in complete disregard as he took out a gun from his pants holster and pointed it at Satyr jr without looking at him.

"Do you know who you're messing with?" The bald man asked with a disdainful sneer while pointing his gun at Satyr jr.

"Nope, don't care." Satyr jr said while placing his hands behind his back. He didn't look disturbed at all.

"We are from the noble Orchard house!" The bald man said while raising his head in arrogance. He was waiting for Satyr jr to beg for forgiveness.

"What! No way!" Satyr jr's screamed while his face changed to a shocking appearance.

"Yes! Exactly! Now, why haven't you kneeled yet and asked for forgiveness?" The bald man continued haughtily with a smug smile on his face.

"Why haven't you kneeled yet, he is from house Orchard!" Satyr jr pointed at Flint while trying to act as if he wanted to beg for forgiveness.

'House Orchard? Never heard of it, don't get me involved please." Flint said with an awkward look on his face he then tried to distance himself from Satyr jr because he could already see that he was up to no good.

Mark's face changed a little as he tried to keep in his laughter.

"Hahaha!" Satyr jr grabbed his stomach while laughing hysterically. Tears could be seen on his face from laughing too much.

"You..." The bald man didn't expect these people to be so rude, he was already used to people getting scared and starts to flatter him after knowing his identity.

"You have three seconds to leave before your friends have to carry your dead body out of here." The bald man said with disdain written all over his face. While pointing his gun at Satyr jr.

"Clap!"

"Clap!"

"Three seconds? What an amazing line, I will remember it!" Satyr jr began to clap as he applauded the man for his incredible threat.

"One." The man began his count.

"Stop wasting our time." Mark finally interrupted as he began to lose patience.

"Two.." Before the bald man could count to "three" his body suddenly got surrounded by complete darkness as he began to distort slowly.

"Arrrgh!!" His arms began to distort then his legs, his body fell to the ground twitching. It was a terrifying sight.

"What!" The others in the room jumped up from their seats as they distanced themselves from the darkness that kept devouring the bald man.

"A devil fruit user?" A middle-aged woman screamed frantically.

"You! Stop this instantly!" The middle-aged woman screamed in dismay.

"This island belongs to us now, I will now repeat myself again. Scram!" Satyr jr didn't want to waste any more time on this matter as he gathered earth element from the ground and pushed the people in the room out through the front of the dinner hall.

After getting rid of everyone in the castle, Satyr jr and Flint began to make some small changes to the castle.

"Tell the rest to gather here, we will hold our first meeting here," Mark said as he commanded Flint to run an errand for him.

Ring.. ring...

"Hello," Mark answered the transporter snail slowly.

"Captain, we have successfully chased out everyone on the island." A Z pirate leader reported.

"You don't need to report such news to me," Mark answered annoyed. He didn't want to handle such small mischievous things.

"But, Captain! There is a blind old man sitting in one of the gambling dens and he won't leave." The Z pirate hurried to explain when he heard Mark's annoyance.

Blind old man? Fujitora? Hasn't he been recruited to the marines yet?

"I will be right there," Mark said slowly as he hung up the transporter snail.

After arriving at the gambling den Mark spotted an old blind man playing roulette and some Z pirates could be seen surrounding the old man.

"Old man, you've already won many times. Can't you leave?" The Z pirate leader asked when he saw the blind old man kept playing again and again. He was quite surprised, he was clearly blind but he still knew when he won and lost.

The front door of the gambling den suddenly opened up as Mark could be seen walking in with firm steps.

"Old man, why aren't you listen to my men?" Mark asked in a playful manner. He felt like the typical bad guy who was always spouting nonsense speeches.

"I'm just an old blind man trying to win some money." The old blind man responded slowly as he kept playing his game.

Mark didn't continue talking to the old man as he just waved his hand towards the dealer. The dealer immediately understood as he began the game.

"All in on white." The blind old man said slowly.

Mark went over to the old blind man as he sat beside him.

"All in on black," Mark said with a smirk on his face as he placed hundred upon thousand berries on the table.

"Uh." The old blind man exclaimed as he pulled out thousands of berries from his clothes.

The game soon began as the ball kept spinning on the board. Suddenly an unknown power began to pull the ball towards the white numbers but a darkness force kept pulling it back towards the black numbers.

"Huh?" The old man was shocked for a second before regaining his calmness.

"Ding."

The ball suddenly stopped on black.

"Sorry, old man." Mark grinned as he took all the berries on the table.

"Cheating an old man, don't you think that's a bit immoral." The blind old man said calmly while a devastating gravity power began to pour out of him. The Z pirates were all immediately pulled towards the floor without the slightest chance of retaliating.

"Haha! I'm not some righteous youngster, old man!" Mark began to laugh loudly when he heard the old blind man. He was still sitting comfortably beside the old blind man while some unknown power tried to pull him towards the floor.

"Weird." The blind old man commented slowly when noticed that Mark wasn't being pulled towards the floor.

Two unknown powers kept facing each other in a battle of will.

"My name is Mark, may I have the honor of knowing yours?" Mark asked as he looked at the blind old man with a fighting spirit.

"Issho." Issho calmy answered as he grabbed towards his sword slowly. The gravity power intensified, the room suddenly became extremely tense.

"You seem to like pulling people to the floor." Mark grinned as darkness power began to cover Issho's entire body while pulling him towards the floor.

"Bang!"

The floor shattered.

Issho was flabbergasted as he landed flat on the floor with his arms and legs spread all over the floor.