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ONE PIECE I Am a Merchant

I don't want to become a Marine I don't want to become a Pirate I don't want to become a Pirate Hunter I just want to be a Merchant. Don't you heard me? I AM A MERCHANT! This is the story of Dante who was on his journey to travel the world as a Merchant.

Cute_Melon · อะนิเมะ&มังงะ
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26 Chs

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"I want your slaves." Dante put his last request.

"Slaves?" Ying asked in confusion. Why would Dante know that he had those two slaves.

"I saw them yesterday. The gutsy older brother and his little sister. Give them to me. I'll pay." Dante spoke.

Beside him, Bunta was shocked by Dante's request for the slave. As far as he knew him, Dante's character wasn't a person who liked to have slaves. Despite his shock, Bunta maintained his silence.

Opposite Dante, Ying frowned when he heard the last request. The slaves that he bought out of pity in the past, while he wasn't too attached to them. He really didn't want to let them in the wrong hand again. After some hesitation, Ying said, "Forgive me if I asked to asked again. But, why did you ask for them?"

"I like them. I have this huge mansion and just a few people to live in. Maybe they can add some noises. Haha." Dante laughed as he spoke.

"Furthermore. I'm not cute anymore. This grandpa needs a new grandkid. " Dante added.

"Pfff" Bunta who was drinking water, was shocked by the sudden attack.

"Hahaha" seeing Bunta's ashamed reaction, Ying and his assistant laughed too.

"Hisss.. Those kids, I saw them were beaten cruelly and caged afterward. So I bought them out of pity on the past island. Although I felt that way, some people on my ship didn't have the same sentiments. Furthermore I'm risking their lives by bringing them to the sea nowadays. So, I have been hoping to let them go, but I didn't do that. I was afraid they were caught again after I left them.

It's good for them if they can live here. But, can you promise me you won't harm them?" Ying asked.

"They can live freely here." Dante answered.

"Good then. I'll leave them to you.

Mandy, go fetch those kids and get that Poja to come here." Ying turned to his assistant and gave his order.

****

"Apologise? You want me to apologise to this little boss. Humph. Never!"

"Boss Ying, are you underestimating me? Even if you don't want me on your ship, there are tons of merchants out there, asking for my services. Don't think because I'm being nice to you, I am your underline." The bald man shouted.

"Y-you. That's it. You are fired." Ying was offended by Poja's sudden rage when he asked him to apologise.

"So he was fired?" Dante suddenly spoke after he heard their arguments. Based on Poja's words, the culprit who instigated his relatives was him. Or someone had ordered him to do it.

"I quit. So what?" Poja turned toward Dante and asked in disdain.

"Good. I had missed my sparring session today for this deal." Dante grinned as he walked towards Poja.

"You want to do this the hard way? Hahaha, a pipsqueak like you don't know how high the sky is. Come. I shall show you." Poja laughed.

As Ying was about to stop Poja, Bunta blocked him and shook his head.

Dante dashed towards Poja to attack him. As Dante was about to arrive, Poja suddenly sent a kick towards him.

Dante sped up forward and entered a close range while evading the kick. He immediately dropped his left elbow towards the thigh in front of him and sent another elbow towards Poja's face.

As Poja was shocked by the sudden damages on his thigh and his face, Dante sent another kick to his chest, sending him flying backwards.

"So this is your high sky?" Dante smirked.

"You ask for this." Feeling embarrassed, Poja stood up unsheathing his blade.

Dante raised his guard as he saw the sword.

Running towards him, Poja raised his sword to strike Dante.

As Poja almost hit him, Dante entered closer range and kicked Poja's knees and followed by an elbow to the neck.

Poja's body went to stiff and fell down to the floor.

"Only at this level and you dare to talk big?" Dante squatted and knocked Poja's head.

"Forget it. Let us finish what we are here for." Dante stood and turned toward Ying's direction.

****

"Big brother, am I going to live in this beautiful house." Airi's eyes glittered as she stared at her surroundings.

"I don't know. We might live in a small hut instead of this mansion." Monta said as he watched Dante and Ying finalised their deals.

After Ying left, Dante called both of them sitting across him.

"Alright. Introduce yourself."

"I am Takao Monta. This is my sister, Takao Airi." Monta spoke politely

"Parents? Where did you come from?"

"A group of bandits had attacked our village. Our parents died in the incidents. We had been caught and sold as we are now." Said Monta.

"Sob, sob." Airi slowly cried hearing her brother mentioning their parents.

"Airi." Dante called.

"Yes. Master." She wiped out her tears and answered.

"Do you like this mansion?" Dante smiled and asked.

"I do. It is beautiful." Airi nodded.

"Then choose your room. One for each of you. Both of you are going to live here from now on. And don't call me Master anymore. Just call me big bro Dante. There are no slaves in this house" Dante stood up and left them.

Both Airi and Monta were shocked by Dante's words. 'There are no slaves in this house' indicated that they had been free. Not only that. They had been allowed to live in the mansion.

"Dukkk!!!"

A stud sound was heard as Monta was on his knees and bowed down. "T-thank you."

Living as a slave had taught the real meaning of Freedom to Monta. Seeing his sister had suffered from time to time, Monta had been feeling guilty as he didn't have any strength to protect her, not to say to regain their freedom.

Now, not only they had been freed but were also invited to live in the mansion with him. Monta had no words to thank Dante for his kindness.

"Raised up. If you are that grateful, then live your life to your to the fullest." Dante didn't stop his steps and left.

**

"Sigh, not only you look like him, so do your name." Dante mumbled as he walked. In his mind, he remembered a certain event that happened in his past life where he was grateful to a person.