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Swallowing her pride, Nami slowly made her way to stand before the noble. With his gun still pointed at her, Saint Roswald lowered the mouth of his weapon from her head down towards the cleavage of her breasts.

"Now that we have a better view of you, I must say you have quite the body for that of a commoner," said the old man. With a smirk, he then hooked the strap of her bra with the muzzle of his gun and yanked down, exposing her breasts for all to see.

"Hey!" Nami instinctively pulled back, her hands doing a meager job to cover her large chest.

However before she could protest further, a loud bang rang through the air as a bullet grazed the skin of her cheek. Just like that, any fire of resistance was extinguished.

"Don't forget your place, lowly pirate." Roswald pointed his gun back at the centre of her head. "Now, lower your hands. Give the commoners a show."

Biting her quivering lip to be still, Nami slowly dropped her arms. The crowd murmured and whispered at the sight of the exposed girl, while appreciating the sight, still too scared to dare to do anything else.

"What are you doing?" Saint Shalulla, the daughter of the World Noble, pronounced to the rabble. "The slut is giving you a show. Laugh! Applaud!"

A few hands around clapped carefully in hesitation.

"It doesn't seem like this pig is performing well enough, father." Shalulla smiled behind her veil.

"Right you are dear," Roswald nodded back to pirate.

"Remove the rest of your clothes. An animal doesn't need them."

Nami froze. Her eyes swept the crowd for any help, but no one dared move. In fact, to her horror it seemed the score of eyes now fixed on her were more eager to see what would happen next than anything else.

"Well?" Roswald jostled his gun. "Everyone's waiting."

Nami's hands shook at her side, both with anger and frustration...