Leslie frowned, his boot kicked over.

"I'm talking about it, please explain, why is your disgusting expression? Otherwise, I'll let you feed the fish. ”

Adam sneered, his shoulders trembling slightly in patience.

"I'm sorry, I can't help but ask, are you serious?

It's safer for you to send a few outposts to find someone than to come in person, but you're alone in the territory of the other captains and cripple the nobles of the Southern Kingdoms. ”

He simply lowered the oars, his fingers running back and forth between the two.

"You and I, fighting where we can throw our lives away at any moment. Let's not talk about the severity of the issue, any idiot who goes crazy will have to change the sky.

So, where did you get the confidence to dare to call me reckless? ”

Leslie played with the dagger, and the blade flipped over with a whooshing sound that cut through the sea breeze.

"Duchen, you've just joined, be respectful of the captain."

"Listen to those deeds and look at the frightened people, you have the future of the entire slaughterhouse on your shoulders...... Is it still this virtue, and it teaches me to be restrained? ”

Adam has no scruples about speaking, anyway, it's still a long way to go, and arguing and chatting can be a distraction.

"That's enough, put away these stupid words."

She rested her elbows on her knees and bit half of her lip, suppressing her anger in defense.

"I have my own way of adapting to the bay, thinking about the development of each situation, and those methods that are extremely impulsive are often the most effective to achieve the goal."

"But you may die at any time, and it's not that you lack skills or brains."

Adam continued to shake the pulp, and in the midst of the uproar of the water, he hit back with his own words.

"You think I'm passive, and every time I succeed, it's because I have the confidence to reverse a desperate situation! How can you, with something that didn't happen, comment on me from above! ”

Rielis continued to retort, as if these were the truth.

Adam smiled even more, frowning exaggeratedly and making a long thoughtful "um" sound.

"What if you miscalculate? I mean......"

He becomes a rogue listener, grasping all kinds of details to correct.

The chat went on like this, and it seemed that the quarrel was inseparable, but in fact, they were venting all kinds of dissatisfaction.

Leslie came to the back, and even often gave a long speech, how many waves did the self-made female captain of the bay have to endure, and how much pressure did she swallow?

Adam understood perfectly.

He remembered himself, occasionally dozing off on a tavern stool, dreaming of plans for Dan de Leon, when he encountered some difficult problems......

Sigh, and the man wakes up.

The line that follows behind gradually expands, and those sincere worries and persuasions will become happy troubles.

If you are not firm enough, it will affect decision-making and even self-doubt.

In the midst of the conversation, time was turned behind the paddle.

The moonlight added buoys on the sparkling sea, the boats approached the bay pier, and the sparkling lights divided the boundary between water and sky, closing the night sky with light clouds.

They avoided the main road and headed for the undercurrent of mountains and rocks.

The sound of paddling slows down, rhythmically resonates with the waves, and the whole ocean lifts the land to sleep in the night breeze.

Leslie reached into the water.

Adam could sense something, undecipherable information rippled, the shadow that had been followed for a long time officially left, and the formidable giant sea beast crept into the distance.

If you look up along that spot, you can see a variety of flying monsters with unique shapes.

They rise and fall on the cliffs on the shore, silhouettes streaked across the sky.

The two of them had long stopped talking, looking at each other in a daze, enjoying this rare moment of peace.

The thin wooden boat gently moored into the dark passage.

The view was jammed by the cliffs, and several stranded half-cut huge ships protruded, fluttering with faded cloth.

The chirping of insects and frogs fluctuated, and the squirming [sea tide insects] fled.

Leslie peeled aside the moss and barnacles to find the rusty iron plaque embedded in the rock wall, and with the help of the fluorescence of the wild monsters, she left a mark to record the exchanges.

Adam rubbed his sore and swollen arm.

He looked up at the starry sky, and the female captain who was tiptoeing to engrave.

The opponent's right arm was smooth, his complexion was healthy and beautiful, he had lost the protection of his shirt, and he had been scratched with a few white marks by the sharp vine.

"Hey, hehehe."

Adam let out a sigh and chuckle.

He shook off his half-dried hair, and the remaining fish oil did not protect his image.

"Mr. Duchen, if you are crazy, just dive yourself, please don't affect me."

Leslie picks open her forehead and stands in the bow of the ship to discern the direction, the dark passages crisscrossing and crisscrossing in need of guidance from those who know the way.

Adam rested with his back to the stern, and it was all living water, just go with the waves.

As the journey came to an end, he took the initiative to restart the topic.

"I'm sure that your initial dissatisfaction with me was what others said about you, and you used it to attack me?"

"Does it matter, we all do the same thing."

Leslie had a puzzled look on her face, and she felt that what she said was a little inappropriate.

She drew her dagger, and the cold light turned into a streamer, passing through and flipping to her fingertips.

This is a habit that has been developed inadvertently, and whenever this kind of moment, she will reveal the indifferent temperament of not entering.

"Duchen, don't joke and interrupt, tell me what you really think, and give some useful advice."

"Is it paid?"

He asked.

"Want to feed the fish?"

She replied.

Adam pouted and nodded, his arm resting in thought.

He changed his debauched style along the way and spoke in a very calm and formal tone:

"A lot of people like to discuss after the fact, is there a more tactful, ingenious way to accomplish the goal? The analysis is the first thing, and the starting point of exhortation and accusation is concern.

This irresistible annoyance can make you fall into a vortex, become sluggish and forward-looking.

But in fact, what they follow is the first decisive you. ”

Adam shook his head in a pretended old voice:

"yes~ yes, she'll do it, all kinds of stupid and annoying choices~ it's very Leslie!"

The two men looked at each other for a moment, and burst into laughter that startled the seabirds.

The female captain turned her face away, hiding her visibly relaxed expression while listening intently to what the other was saying.

"There are many choices, you pick and choose, why think so much? In the end, you have lost yourself, so what's the point.

If you can afford to be reckless, you're still Captain Leslie. ”

The tide was beating against the walls, and the crowd was already coming in from outside the rocky window holes—the bay had arrived.

Adam didn't speak again, and the lady with her arms folded over her chest didn't answer, and the two sides were silent in tacit understanding, merging with the ship and moving closer to the prosperity and people.

He was lying on his back, with cyan plants hanging from the walls, columns of light shining in one grid at a time.

Whoosh, poof!

Adam opened his eyes and saw Leslie standing beside him with a smile on his lips.

may have cultivated some kind of tacit understanding, and the trajectory of the knife flying can already be slightly judged, so there is no need to hide at all.

But this woman is sick, look, what kind of dangerous habits these are!

"You won money from the casino, right, get a good night's sleep, and then come to the bar and find me and take you to meet other people."

"Where, who?"

Only then did he realize that the ship was parked under a towering cliff.

The surrounding reef has been carved into steps and carved with bay-style sculptures, ropes tied with circular lanterns, enveloping the surroundings in a warm glow.

A huge building in the shape of a ship's cabin, with windows of various shapes.

The signboard made of iron and Kuraki is painted with graffiti and text, and it looks like an inn open to the public.

The bald first mate with several sailors sculpturally stands in the shadows.

They nodded at Leslie from afar, and then stared at Adam in unison, with different attitudes in the notes, [Guarded] [Vigilant] [Doubtful] [Curious......

There's everything.

Ya immediately tilted his head consciously, and the dagger swept lightly over his ear.

"Aren't you interested in this thing, I'll make good on my promise and take you to the Forger."

The female captain landed first and left with light steps.

"Good dreams, Duchen."

She took two steps, then froze again, gathered her weapon and turned around.

"If one day, you are going to leave my command, I will definitely kill you, after all, you know a little too much."