It seems to be the largest tavern in the outer block—all sorts of people are sipping wine and eating food, from ordinary people to resting inspectors to sailors whose ships are docked in port.

"What do you want, three guests?" Some chubby bosses asked kindly and brought them to their seats.

"Hmm...... Three seafood risotto and three beers. Noah looked at the menu with a deep groan.

"No, four seafood risotto! The beer remains the same, and two more kebabs! Looking at the sizzling barbecue stove over there, Frank quickly came back to his senses when he heard the order, smiled shyly at the boss, and then quickly added it without any politeness.

After savoring, or in the midst of the wind, the main meal was over, and the three of them were about to leave the tavern to find Avis, who was still addicted to beauty, when they heard a loud cry next to them.

"Anderson!"

When I looked back, it was a kind and considerate boss who was still smiling just now.

Frank Ai stayed behind and watched curiously—the boss angrily accused a young man who was lying on his stomach and writing something, waving a thick ledger and questioning without anyone looking at him.

"Why were yesterday's earnings negative?" Business here is booming every day, and it is actually a negative gain, and everyone is curious to look at it when they hear it.

"There was a stock yesterday." The young man scratched the back of his head, looked bored, and said lazily, "Well, it's beef, seafood, beer, and ......."

"Who told you to count this?" The boss endured, "Didn't you pay for this purchase last week?" Did you remember it twice? ”

The young man tilted his head slightly, looking confused, as if he was remembering, and quickly shook his head quickly, and said with certainty, "No, yesterday was the first time I wrote down the money for the purchase. ”

“……”

“…… But you've been working as an accountant with us for two months, and you're getting your hands every two weeks. The boss regained his previous kind smile and asked softly and cordially, "Anderson, what did you just say?" Yesterday was the first time I made an account? ”

This time, the young man was no longer confused, as if for the first time he knew the fact that the goods would be purchased every two weeks, his eyes widened slightly, and when he finally came back to his senses, he secretly screamed in his heart, however, the side that made him resist still appeared-

"Anderson, you're fired."

The boss said coldly, turning and walking towards the tavern.

The young man sighed in annoyance, and did not stalk him, but he shook his hand very happily.

"Aren't you sad?" Watching all this, Frank, who had nothing to do after eating and drinking, asked curiously.

The young man turned around in confusion, and saw Frank, who was waiting for his answer, and realized that he was asking him.

"Sad? No. The young man shook his head indifferently, "Anyway, being an accountant is not my favorite profession, let alone my dream." ”

"Huh? So what are your dreams? The little fat man was tirelessly curious.

The young man glanced at him, then at the blue sky, very melancholy, "My dream is to use my sword to carve out a world of my own on the sea." ”

An Ningning: ......

So, what is the answer of such a secondary two?

Frank was serious, "Then why do you want to be an accountant?" ”

"Because I don't have any money." The young man regained his old weakness in the tavern, "I have to save enough money to buy a boat." ”

The little fat man didn't speak, and thought about the inevitable connection between buying a ship and fighting on the sea—and didn't figure it out—he wanted to tell him that he could go to a fleet at will, and find a captain, but—

"You mean you're very good at swordsmanship?"

"Yes!" Young people are absolutely sure of that.

"Would you like to play a game with me?" The little fat man who is full of strength proposes.

The young man's eyes lit up, it was rare to encounter such a thing in ordinary times, and he readily agreed.

And he couldn't insert a word during the whole process, he could only look at the two people who randomly found an empty alley and started to fight alone, Noah and An Ningning fell into silence for a while-

So, why on earth did they order an extra seafood risotto and two skewers – to keep Frank full of food and bored to find something to do?

The results came out quickly, and Frank narrowly won.

That's right, this young man named Anderson is really a master of swordsmanship.

"Would you like to come to our fleet?" Frank asked enthusiastically, "You can also achieve your dreams." ”

The man and the girl were silent again - the captain and the co-captain are here, and what is the little fat man blatantly doing now?!

"Is this really possible?" Anderson hadn't forgotten them, and after being surprised, he turned his head to look at the two expectantly.

"Hmm." She hesitated for a moment, saw Noah nod at her lightly, and finally agreed.

She has always understood that the combination of the four of them is still lacking for the development of the fleet, but whether it is selfishness or not meeting a good partner, three years have passed like this. And now he has met a person whose force can be compared to Frank - sometimes, in a vicious battle, Frank, who has only one stormtrooper captain, is really under a lot of pressure, and almost always gritted his teeth and insisted on fighting. With one more now, it would probably be a lot easier.

"Anderson, welcome to our fleet, and hopefully we will be good partners in the future." She said.

"Cyril Anderson." The young man smiled heartily, "You can just call me Cyril, aren't we partners?" ”

This time she smiled too, "Cyril, I'm Ann, your future captain, please advise." ”

……

In a remote alley.

Looking at the tall back in front of her, the swaying platinum girl, hooked her lips and smiled, trotted over, jumped on the man, wrapped her hands around his neck, and snorted in the man's ear with seductive red lips.

"I've found you."

……

Harborside.

The girl covered the dazzling sunlight with her hands, pointed to a boat in front of her, and introduced to the young man next to her with a smile.

"Ann!" In the distance, Ives also walked over and shouted hello.

"Oh, this is Avis, our chief of staff." She turned her head sideways to introduce Anderson, and when she looked to the side, she couldn't help but hesitate when she saw the girl who had been with Ives all the way and seemed to be on the stage just now, "This is—"

"This is Hathaway." Anderson was the first to name the girl, and seeing her confusion, he explained, "She used to come to the tavern occasionally for dinner. I heard that she dances very well, and she never stays in one city for a long time, and she will definitely change cities and perform in the next place in three months. ”