Ropol was clearly reluctant to be left alone, and Captain Rama didn't seem reluctant. But as Brunei said, Brunei is now qualified to negotiate terms with them, and it is indeed in Captain Rama's favor to let the others out of this cabin.

Captain Rama gestured and took a step back, and the rest of the merfolk rushed out. Ropol also tried to blend in, but after Brunei coughed, Ropol seemed to be frightened by Captain Rama's eyes, and retreated and stood near the door.

Captain Rama stood outside the door and looked at Brunei, and did not speak for a while, while Ropol, who was sandwiched between them, looked like he wanted to speak, and was sweating profusely, but in the end he did not make a sound, leaving only the sound of the river repeatedly knocking and washing the hull. Brunei's weak body swayed gently with the ship, and now he was almost as weak as a newborn baby, but Captain Rama looked at him with a look of wariness, and Ropol was blunt hatred and fear.

Brunei chuckled weakly and whispered, "Ropol, didn't I let you stay?" ”

Ropol glanced back at Captain Rama and looked reluctant towards Brunei's side, rounding the back of Brunei's chair.

"Alright, Mr. Ropol, don't be so nervous, I don't have your plan in mind to kill you—as long as things go according to my plan. Brunei whispered, softer than before, he felt that only Ropol could hear it, but even if the expressionless Captain Rama heard his words, it didn't matter, "So, first, put down the knife in your hand." I really didn't mean to kill you, and you didn't want to force me to do what I didn't want to do, did you?"

[Listening Test: 55>25, Failed.] 】

[You hear the sound of Ropol's shoes crashing against the floor, and you make sure he stops behind you, but other than that, the more fragmented sounds are completely drowned out by the sound of water, and even your heartbeat is clearer than that.] 】

"......" Now Brunei no longer even wants to comment on the situation that the system often does not work, he is just trying to do what he can do, and now, he can't turn back: "Well done, Mr. Ropol, you really didn't disappoint me, so in return, let me tell you something." ”

"You weren't entirely wrong, I was lying. I didn't have three fireballs - and even if I did, it would be difficult to fire them in three different directions, and even if I did, they wouldn't be powerful enough to kill everyone in this room as I said. The result is, at best, a direct killing of one or two people, and then sinking the ship. ”

Ropol's breathing was heavy, he seemed a little excited, and there was a little subtle sound, Brunei was not sure what he had done - but in any case, Brunei knew what he had not been doing before, which proved that Brunei had not deviated too far, so he was a little relieved: "Mr. Ropol, I said, don't be nervous. I didn't prepare before, but now I've finished chanting a fireball. With just one, it's not difficult for me to control the direction. ”

"Goo!" Ropol let out a short, strange sound.

Brunei lowered his voice further, and as low as his current weak state allowed, softly, and calmly, he said slowly, "Don't be nervous, relax." I've said it all, I don't want to kill you. ”

[Haha, that's good, my little Brunei. In addition to pretending to be calm and forcibly pretending, now I have learned to threaten others from a dominant position. Congratulations, congratulations!]

"Is it arranged?" Captain Rama finally spoke, and Brunei also focused his attention on him, he stood outside the door, the dim light in the cabin could not illuminate his face, only making the darkness outside thicker, Brunei felt as if he smiled, "You, do you have any other requirements?"

Brunei took a deep breath - because his whole body was not strong, he had difficulty in doing this movement, but in any case, he successfully completed this movement, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, he spoke a lot louder, and spoke fluently: "Mr. Rama, what do you think? Now there are only two people left in the cabin, me and Ropol. Of course, you don't want to lose a mage acolyte if possible, but is it still an unacceptable price for you to just lose a mage acolyte and eliminate me, a hostile mage who is a little troublesome?"

Captain Rama's face was still in shadow, and the other attendants seemed to be moving away from the place: "I've been friends with Ropol for almost ten years. Of course I wouldn't-"

Brunei didn't care about Captain Rama's response, but continued to his own heart: "After all, you have entrusted my business to Ropol out of trust. That is to say, now you are in such an embarrassing situation, and even have to endure losses, entirely because of the mistakes of Ropol himself. Don't you have the idea of taking it for granted for a moment to make Ropol responsible for his stupidity and to solve him with me as a punishment for a moment?"

Captain Rama smiled without hesitation: "Of course not. ”

At the same time, Ropol grabbed Brunei's shoulders hard, twisted him over, and yelled: "Boy, you sow discord too much-"

"Wow-" The ship jolted violently.

Brunei sprang to the side, but Ropol stopped yelling with an ugly face. This was not expected by Brunei, but Brunei felt that this sudden incident was not without his benefits: "It hurts, lighter, Mr. Ropol, what's wrong with you?

"Hmph. Ropol snorted coldly, as an experienced sailor, he undoubtedly would not bite his tongue because of an unexpected bump, and his reaction confirmed this.

Brunei smiled lightly, turned his head with great effort, and looked back in the direction of Captain Rama, "That would be the best." In that case, I'm still qualified to make a request, right? Can you tell me when I'll be back to normal?"

"It's about an hour. Captain Rama calmly answered Brunei's question.

[Psychological test: 61>60, fail.] 】

[You can't see Captain Rama's face clearly, you can only hear his voice so calm that there are almost no ups and downs.] You think he may be telling the truth, but you don't understand why he's suddenly so cooperative, and you can't trust everything he says. 】

[Oh, it's just a little bit, what a pity, isn't it, my little Brunei. 】

Brunei rolled his eyes: "Ropol said before, it was medicine that caused me to become this virtue, right? So, is there an antidote or something like that can make me return to normal quickly?"

"Wow-" Another wave hit, and even Captain Rama almost couldn't stand still, and if it weren't for Ropol's shoulder, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Absolutely. Captain Rama smiled and added, "What if we eat it ourselves?"

The ship jerked again.

Brunei was picked up by Ropol's shoulder, or rather stood up, his shoulder was scratched and hurt, but now is not the time to complain: "Makes sense." Then my second request, of course, is to bring me the antidote. ”

"Hmm. Captain Rama was surprised to follow up on the natural request of the previous words, and made a serious look of thought, accompanied by some unclear onomatopoeia, "Ah, what to do, um." ”

At the same time, the ship's turbulence became more frequent.

"It can't be that smooth. Brunei muttered in a low voice, then let out a chuckle and lowered his voice again, "Mr. Ropol, the chanting of my second fireball is about to end. ”

At the same time, Captain Rama raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and smashed it into the palm of his left hand, "That's really impossible." ”

"Wh-" Ropol, who was half a beat slower, couldn't even finish his not-so-long nonsense.

He was interrupted by a sudden new jolt that left Ropol, Bruneith, and his chair suspended in midair, or perhaps the crimson flame in front of Bruneith suddenly lit up in the otherwise dark environment, giving the impression of white, casting a huge black shadow on Ropol.

Ropol felt that time was being flattened and extended like a cloud of dirt, and the outline of the fireball poked out little by little from the edge of Brunei's shoulder, and it seemed that it had been a long time before he could finally see the whole picture of the fireball, the sphere formed by the burning flames, shining with the scorching light of the sun, the speed was as slow as a snail crawling on the trunk of a tree, and the trail of the path would also leave a flickering tail, and fragments of flame fell from the fireball like feathers, leaving behind him, and fluttering in all directions.

He was amazed at the slowness of the fireball, and thought he might be able to catch it, and tried to reach out, but couldn't move. He suddenly noticed that his mouth was still open, his vocal cords were still vibrating, but he had not heard his own voice.

He wanted to use his ears with all his might. "Whoa-" only the sound of the waves came into my ears, and "Whoa-" was more real than the sound of the river churning.

From nowhere, the river that seemed to fill the entire chamber poured in from all directions, crashing against each other, making a loud crash, churning up white foam, forming a whirlpool in mid-air—colliding with the fireball.

At some point, a hot white mist enveloped Ropol, licking his body like flames, leaving a red, blistered kiss mark.

"Boom!"

"Goo-" "Click--"

Bruneith slammed against the window and wailed in pain, but the bloody sound of pain could not even contain the tooth-aching cracking sound of bones or something.

"Whoa—" The sound of the waves mingled with the sound of the window breaking, and then, Brunei's head was completely immersed in water, and the cold water passed through his nose, leaving a burning pain like a flame, and the only sound left in his ears was a dull and noisy strange sound—"Whoa-ha-ha-ha-ha

The water receded slightly, his head was exposed, and he swallowed a mouthful of the river that he couldn't say, and he gasped for air as hard as he could—"Gollum!" Swallowing a new mouthful of river water, he was once again submerged in the water.

He opened his eyes in the water, which was muddy and dark, and the tingling pain made him wonder if his eyes were still intact.

The water receded again and began to pour out of the window - it was already above the water, and rightfully so. It's just that I don't know if Brunei has no power at all at this moment, he is like a part of the water, and he is naturally taken out of the window: "See, ghost!"

"I see you!" Bruneith shouted with all the strength he could, at the maximum volume he could by his current standards, "Ropol!

Half of Brunei's body gushed out of the window with the flow of water, Brunei's nose and mouth were soaked with water, his eyes were bloodshot, and every breath would spray: "Ropol!

His head was once again immersed in the water, and he could only spit out strings of bubbles, leaving only his right hand still in the cabin.

"What a ghost!" Brunei scolded viciously in his heart, and desperately raised his right index finger.

A strong, calloused hand gripped Brunei's wrist.

"You picked up a life. "Ropol looked very embarrassed.

"Each other, each other. But Brunei also knew that his appearance was probably not much better.