Chapter 1059 A Large Number of Slaves

He continued in a low voice, "As for slaves, I can help you find them, but you have to raise the money to buy them yourself."

Saint Pollis did not even hesitate for a moment about this condition. He nodded vigorously without even thinking about it, and agreed without hesitation, stating categorically that he had absolutely no objection to it.

He opened his mouth quickly and said in a very crisp tone: "Of course there is no problem with this. When you really need it, you just need to tell me the number of Baileys you need."

However, when Bit Saint heard the word "Bailey", he shook his head slightly.

Then, his originally calm eyes stared at Saint Pollis.

Then he said slowly, "I do not accept Baileys as payment."

"If you want to buy it, you can trade it with a devil fruit. At that time, I will convert the cost of buying the slave into the corresponding devil fruit according to a certain ratio."

When he heard that he wanted a devil fruit, a hint of hesitation flashed across Saint Pollis's face.

"I don't have any extra devil fruits to use at the moment. If you insist on using a devil fruit to complete this payment, I'm afraid you'll have to wait patiently for a while."

He said this apologetically and shook his head slightly, indicating that there was really nothing he could do now.

"Please rest assured, once I successfully collect enough devil fruits, I will deliver them to you as soon as possible." He promised solemnly, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Hearing his sincere words, Bit Saint nodded slightly, expressing his agreement and understanding.

"Okay, that's acceptable." Bit Saint responded succinctly.

Seeing that the two had successfully reached a consensus and completed the deal, Saint Maz, who was standing aside, couldn't help but turn his gaze to Saint Satan on the other side.

Saint Satan always maintained a calm and unperturbed expression, as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.

Even at this moment, Saint Maz was staring at him, and his handsome face did not show any unnecessary changes in expression, and remained as calm as water.

"I can provide a thousand slaves. I'll have them sent over later." Saint Satan said with a relaxed look, as if the thousand slaves were just a trivial number.

You know, for the Celestial Dragons, owning such a large number of slaves is a huge fortune, but Saint Satan didn't even frown and agreed without hesitation.

After he finished speaking, the matter was basically approved by everyone.

At the same time, in Yim's dim room, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Feigaland was kneeling on one knee with his head lowered, quietly waiting for Im, who was sitting on the throne, to wake up.

There was dead silence all around, even the sound of breathing was barely audible.

Time passed by minute by minute, as if it had stood still.

Finally, after a moment's waiting, Im slowly opened his eyes.

Her eyes were as cold as ice, without a trace of emotion, staring straight at Feigaland who was kneeling below.

"Feigarand, what do you want from me?" Im's voice was low and majestic, echoing in the silent room, making people shudder.