The sloppy dress, decadent appearance, and the smell of alcohol all over the body can leave a rating at first glance that is a little better than that of a homeless man.

Maybe even in the eyes of some, he is not as good as a homeless man.

Heine was one of those "people."

In her opinion, the homeless man will at least fight for his own survival, and he?

There is no trace of the vitality that a living person should have in his cloudy eyes, and the kind of abandonment of life makes people feel uncomfortable when they see it.

wasted a lot of time drinking and eating and waiting for death, and the originally tough body and bones also looked quite weak at this time.

No one knows what kind of blow he suffered to become like this, but Heine personally dislikes people who are easily defeated by defeat and setbacks, and who are unable to stand up.

Just because Heine thinks this way doesn't mean Ballard thinks the same way as her.

As a legendary technician who deals with "details" every day, he is also extremely sensitive to the information conveyed by the details of a person.

The exposed wrists, necks and other places have traces that have been left by long-term exposure to the scorching sun. The calluses on his palms are not sharpened by years of weaponry, but are somewhat similar to him, created or manipulated by something.

His outfit was similarly thick, with slightly chunky clothing that was incompatible with the cool choices of the Shartinians.

With these, Ballard had reason to believe that the man had a connection to the ship.

Coupled with the words he used to greet him just now, maybe this person is a ......

"Ah...... Look at my memory, my name is Fisher Cannas, and I'm a captain. ”

Well, he said it himself.

As soon as Fisher said that he was a captain, Heine's eyes widened.

Pulled the corner of Lina's skirt under the table, and the cool breeze poured in under the skirt made Lena choke herself unaccustomed at that time.

After thumping her chest several times to swallow the flesh that was choking on her, Lena looked at Heine with murderous eyes in her eyes.

"Do you want to die?"

Maybe he really wanted to die, or maybe Heine was really simple.

After being threatened by Lena, the girl's mind jumps to another topic that even more entices Lena wants to kill her on the spot.

Leaning into Lena's ear and covering it with her hand, Heine asked in a low voice.

"Lena, are you...... Not wearing underwear? ”

This question was exchanged for a pair of panda eyes that Lena personally rewarded.

It's definitely worn, and Lena isn't an exhibitionist, and there's no unconventional self-indulgence in a vacuum.

The reason why she did it was just that she didn't bother to explain it in superfluous words.

Thus, this lack of explanation made Heine self-righteous to discover the "unknown truth of the witch", and even recorded it in her diary.

The moment he heard the name Fisher, Ballard felt a sense of familiarity welling up in his heart, and he felt that he had definitely heard this name in someone's mouth.

Seeing Ballard's confused expression, Lena coughed quietly to draw his attention to herself, and when he arrived, she told him Fisher's identity again.

- Regarded as a legend that has traveled all over the sea, he has been in and out of what others call the Devil's Land countless times with just one seagull.

"I'll just say I heard this person in someone's mouth."

Lena's explanation gave Ballard a blank expression.

But then, his share suddenly turned into a horror.

"You ......"

Tilting her head to the side, Lena nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, I was careless...... Only...... Hand slipped......"

"You're overdoing it!"

With a whisper of a rebuke to Lena, Ballard put away all the expressions on his face that could express the indescribable emotion in his heart.

"The magician's experiment failed, and it can't be called a joke."

As the explanation was mute mode, Ballard tried to keep his facial expression on the line "face unchanged" and pressed the brim of Lena's hat down.

This made it easier to cover her face, and saved Fisher from recognizing that the person in front of him was the witch who had turned him into what he was now, ten thousand times more devilish than the devil.

"It turned out to be Captain Seagull, and I said the name was familiar."

"Don't laugh at me, sir, since I was killed by that vicious witch, the seagull has long ceased to exist."

Slowly turning his head to look at Lena, who was sitting next to him and was already starting to bead of sweat on her head, Heine tried her best not to show the shock and smile on her face, but gave her a thumbs up to Lena under the table.

Lena's response, of course, was a slender middle finger.

"I heard that the lord wants to go to sea, I wonder if you are interested in bringing a navigator with relatively rich sailing experience?"

As he said this, Fisher's eyes finally had a little sparkle in his eyes.

"It's a good suggestion, but ......"

Ballard didn't say what he said later, believing that Fisher could guess what he was trying to say with his "playful" eyes.

Didn't disappoint Ballard, Fisher wasn't a stupid man, and instantly understood what he was trying to say.

With Ballard's permission, Fisher sat down.

"I gave up on sailing for a while, but the main reason was more to thank the witch for allowing me to find true pleasure in the endless repetitive voyages. After that voyage, I had lost all enthusiasm for ordinary sailings. ”

"So you mean, did you see the danger of this voyage against the legend?"

That's what he said, but what Ballard said in his heart: This man's brain is frightened by Lena, right!?

"The old man is really an adventurous and intelligent man. But to correct, it's not the danger, it's the irritation. ”

Of course he's smart, Ballard is the second brain of the Dream Troupe, and it's completely different from a bewitching stupid like Lena who throws her out when she gets into trouble.

With a faint smile, Ballard gave a look of embarrassment.

"I can't afford to hire the famous Captain Seagull......"

"Master, you are too worried, I don't want a penny."

The light of confidence re-lit the gloomy eyes, and the decadent aura of the original drunkard was instantly replaced by the momentum that belonged to the captain.

At this time, sitting in front of him was no longer the wasted man who had no purpose in life, but the legendary captain, Fisher Cannas.

"All you need is enough rum and a boat that will go to exciting places!"

Given the current financial problems and Captain Fisher's seafaring ability, Ballard hired the "Captain Seagull" for nothing.

He felt that this journey would not disappoint the captain, and might even become his bragging capital for the rest of his life.

After all, Lena is still that Lena.

Agreeing on a time and place for the next meeting, and as the captain staggered out of the tavern, Ballard grabbed Lena by the collar across the table.

Straightened her sideways face and stared at her jewel-like eyes with unusual seriousness.

"What inhumane things did you do to people before."

Just as she wanted to speak, Lena saw two acquaintances in her spare eye.