This wording... Alice paused and looked at Klein suspiciously. He wants me to beat her... Alice frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, she looked at the strong liquor in her arms that she didn't know how to deal with. Alice suddenly had a brilliant idea. She quickened her pace and walked to Cattleya, handing the bottle forward. Cattleya took the bottle hesitantly, and before she could say anything, the bottle exploded in his hand, and the wine poured all over her. "I didn't ask you to do this?" Alice tilted her head and asked after making sure that Klein was already standing on the deck. Fortunately, it seems that she is just a little angry... Cattleya breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she can still look directly at Alice. —— Alice, who has uniqueness, can initially conceal her specialness. Without angels, no one who does not involve authority can peek into her power belonging to the "Key of Light" without her consent. This means that Cattleya can look directly at her with relative safety if she is allowed, and no longer needs the seal of gray fog. This also means that once she angers Alice, Alice might let her see something exciting... Cattleya took a deep breath, smiled, and replied apologetically:
"I'm sorry, uh..." She suddenly paused, realizing that she didn't know how to call Alice other than "Miss Destiny". At this time, Klein walked up, took off his hat and saluted, and said calmly: "Good evening, ma'am. "You can call it Alice." While he was saluting, the purple in Cattleya's eyes retracted, and she saw the four magical items and dozens of extraordinary artifacts or spiritual spells on Gehrman Sparrow. She looked away and looked at Alice, who was called the "0" level seal, and found that she raised her leg and kicked Gehrman Sparrow hard. ...? "You can call her Alice. "While she was puzzled, Cattleya heard German Sparrow quickly change his words. ... No wonder. Cattleya chose to ignore this matter. She nodded and said: "Good evening, Mr. Sparrow." After a pause, she turned to Alice again and called out tentatively: "Miss Alice..." Alice shook her body, turned her head and muttered: "Why don't you just call me Alice directly." Cattleya felt that she seemed to have understood a little bit about how to get along with Alice. She didn't say anything else, smiled at Alice and said: "Okay. " Then, she turned around and led them into the cabin.
At this time, the "Future" that had stopped set sail again, drawing a long arc on the sea, and heading east along the whaling route. The tense atmosphere in the port of Nas dissipated. A series of glances from the sailors came over, Alice blinked, looked at Klein and then at Cattleya, grabbed Cattleya's robe, which was obviously easier to catch, and hid behind her. "......?" Cattleya's back froze, and she looked at Klein hesitantly. "There are fewer people than I thought." Klein replied as if he had seen nothing. After a moment of silence, Cattleya also pretended that nothing had happened and replied: "It is very dangerous to go east of the whaling route. Only Ludwell often runs there, as if he is looking for something. "Except for the Future, the other ships of the pirate group will not go there. Similarly, most of the sailors have been put on other ships by me. Only the minimum number of people to ensure the voyage is left here." "What if someone dies?" Alice asked from behind them. Cattleya opened her mouth and looked at Gehrman Sparrow. "I think the minimum number of people here includes accidental casualties." Klein explained to her calmly. "What if everyone dies?" Alice asked. Klein turned his head and looked at her seriously and replied: "Then I will throw you into the sea as driftwood." "...You are so scary." Alice silently shrank back behind Cattleya. "Continue." Klein said to Cattleya who stopped without changing his expression. ...It seems that he can really control Miss Fate. This skilled response made Cattleya stunned. She silently led them to the entrance of the cabin. A man in overalls and a white shirt was waiting here. He was about thirty years old, with a strong physique and thick sweat hair, so that his exposed forearm seemed to be covered with a brown sweater. Alice stared at his arm and asked him before anyone else spoke: "Hello. "Can I pull one out?" ...? Cattleya couldn't help but turn her head to look at Alice, but stopped halfway and looked at Gehrman Sparrow. The man didn't realize the hidden meaning behind Cattleya's strange attitude. He laughed and stretched out his strong arm and replied: "I am Frank Lee, the first mate of the "Future". "If you are curious, you can pull one out and try." Frank Lee, a "toxin expert" worth 7,000 pounds... Alice blinked and compared his face with the wanted poster. "Good evening." She replied with a sparkling look, and her attention had completely shifted away from the sweat hair. Frank Lee retracted his right arm and continued with a smile:
"You seem to know me? Yes, the photos I took were on my wanted list. "Don't mind the 'toxin expert', I'm a very friendly person, as long as I don't face those damn guys! "My biggest hobby is to study soil, crops and hybridization technology. Believe me, this is the future of mankind." Alice paused suspiciously, looked at Cattleya hesitantly, and said: "You are the one who was sent to the court of justice by the 'Mother Earth' Church...?" "Oh!" Frank Lee's expression suddenly became sad and angry, "I just tried to cross bulls, cows and wheat together so that calves can grow like wheat, and I was almost sent to the court of justice by the Mother Goddess Church. Merciful mother, they don't really understand at all Your will!" "Let the calf grow out of the ground like wheat..." Alice muttered to herself, and suddenly felt that she had misunderstood this kind-hearted man, "Why is your vision limited to cattle? Why not consider chicken leg trees, steak trees, ice cream trees... Um!" Klein covered Alice's mouth, ignored her angry eyes, and said to Frank Lee: "Good evening, I am Gehrman Sparrow." "...Good evening." Frank Lee looked at the two of them hesitantly, a little unsure whether he should continue talking. (End of this chapter)