"What's your name?" Planck repeated the question, breaking the suffocating silence.

The sea outside the cabin still beats rhythmically against the cabin, and the sea tonight is neither irritable nor quiet, with a rare gentle rhythm that makes the whole ship seem to flow in a sponge.

"My name is ......" The man subconsciously paused, and this time a name finally flowed through his heart.

Three words, Chen Senran.

Should I be called Chen Senran?

But whether his name is Chen Senran or not, he can't say this name, because he is not a fool. So he said:

"Jack...... Jack sparrow. When the name was spoken, he thought of the face of a sassy man who laughed badly and dragged very badly.

"Jack Sparrow?" Planck shrugged his shoulders and shook his eyebrows to show his humor, but as soon as he saw the dead eyes on the other side, he remembered the fact that the other party was blind, so he touched his nose a little stupidly and said, "Good name, then, Jack, can I call you Jack?" ”

"You can call me Blind Jack, Blind Jack, oh, what a good bandit." The man, who should have been called Chen Senran, shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, laughed and said, "What do you say? ”

"Oh yes, that's good, Blind Jack. Ha Lu Ha. Planck laughed too, he suddenly liked the kid in front of him, because he had a good sense of humor, and he could almost catch up with him, "I like the name, Blind Jack, so, are you going to join us?" ”

"What do you say? My great Mr. Planck. Chen Senran smiled lightly, as if he suddenly came to life the moment he got his name, and the spirit of the whole person became completely different.

He just sat there and said this sentence so plainly, but the grace and calmness were as if he were wearing the most luxurious clothes, bowing gracefully to Planck, and chanting in a fancy aristocratic voice.

"Great Mr. Planck, I like that title." Planck seemed to be very appreciative and nodded, he was wearing a delicate handmade red captain's suit of Demacia today, and the dazzling light reflected in the gold thread embroidered on the neckline that was said to be kneaded by the hands of a beautiful virgin, with his well-trimmed red beard, sitting in the dim candle flame, really had the demeanor of a big man who crossed the seven seas.

"But......," he said, taking a sip of the oyster soup rather complacently, paused to make up the obvious, "we're pirates, don't you mind?" Or, aren't you afraid of death? When he said this, he didn't laugh, he didn't feel complacent, the whole person hid in the shadows, looking at every inch of Chen Senran's face with a pair of eyes, like a great white shark hiding in the reef to choose people to eat.

"Oh, come on, my dear Lord Planck, what do you think I can do to sit here and talk to you, but you didn't give me life. So......" Chen Senran seemed to be completely unaware that there was a carnivore staring at him, and still waved his hand easily, "Fuck the secular public opinion, fuck the death, I want to follow you, play a game with them called hand over the good things on your boat, and I will send you to feed the sharks for free." He skillfully used the witty words that Proto had said before, and he had the potential to be a big man.

"Of course." Planck's face became bright the moment Chen Senran's words fell, and Haruha smiled and raised a glass of rum and said, "Welcome, Blind Jack, then, I respect you." ”

"Thank you."

Wine glasses collide.

Planck never asked Chen Senran about his past.

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In the darkness of the night, Planck was left alone in the cold and large cabin, facing the table, holding half a glass of rum in his hand, and not drinking.

Proto probed his head through the doorway for a moment, and after receiving a nod of approval from Planck, he walked into the cabin and began to clean up the mess.

The wind was strong in the middle of the night, and the waves were not as gentle as before, and they hit the hull in waves, making the whole cabin shake a little.

"You...... Don't be afraid of him......" Proto whispered as he cleaned up his plates, very cleverly leaving it blank.

"Afraid of him, what?" Planck had no expression on his face at the moment, his tone was not as lazy and leisurely as before, and that deep voice had a palpitating solemnity in such a stormy night, "Afraid that he will kill me with his little body that I can knock down with one hand?" He seemed to smile, low, but with irrefutable confidence.

"But, after all, he's a man of unknown origin." Proto stacked two delicate silver plates on top of each other, but his eyes never dared to look at Planck's face.

"Who among us has a clean line?" Planck smiled and stroked the wine glass in his hand, the golden liquor glowing enchantingly in the delicate magic crystal cup, "Who hasn't had a little bit of a past that can't be looked back on?" His voice was a little distant, and his eyes lost focus for a moment, as if he had thought of something from the past.

Proto was silent for a moment, and he knew that he had lost his words, but after a pause, he continued, "However, that crazy woman has been having trouble with us lately, and even openly clamored at the conference a few days ago to kill us. I'm afraid of that Jack ......"

"That woman......" Planck didn't seem to care about the suspicion of Chen Senran in Proto's words at all, maybe he thought of the face of the woman who said he was going to kill him, his eyes were soft for a moment, "I always feel that I killed her whole family......"

The "Chief......" plate had been put away, but Proto was still standing and wanted to say something more.

"Actually, it's really good-looking." Planck didn't give him another chance, and shook his head to let him down.

The door to the cabin slowly closed, leaving Planck alone to sit there.

The white candle of Demacia, which had been half burned, and the light was still dim, he looked through the obscure light at the captain's seat in the deepest part of the cabin, and on the wall behind that hung a portrait of a three-dimensional captain from his great-grandfather, and he gazed at his father's face, which was unrecognizable by oil paint and dim light.

For a long time.

For a long time.

Then he laughed suddenly, and as he laughed, he drank the golden rum in his hand, and said to himself in the fragrance that overflowed the tip of his tongue, "I Planck......"

"Afraid, over, who?"

The wind and waves outside the cabin were stronger.