Fisher and Isabel walked into her room, which did not have a dresser or a dedicated seat like the room in her Golden Palace, and did not even have a decent mirror, so she could only measure her long blonde hair with her hands and cut them roughly to a certain length.

Wisps of long golden hair also fell to the ground because of this, and the ground seemed a little messy.

"When the magic takes effect, it will cover the head of your bed, so it's best not to stay away, and you don't want to turn into a pig's head the next day."

"It's not a pig's head or something."

Isabel hurriedly swept the long blond hair scattered on the floor with a small broom in the room, sweeping them into a ball.

Fisher placed the iron plate next to her bed, and when she lay down, he activated the healing magic.

But looking at the shoulder-length hair that was shoulder-length when she was cleaning next to her, he still raised his eyebrows inadvertently, and then hooked his hand at her, saying,

"You come here first."

"Huh?"

Fisher took out the black hilt of his sword and summoned a fluid sword that flowed as quickly as mercury, the blade of the fluid sword was made of a fast-flowing liquid, so there was no way to attach the magic material for engraving magic, and of course it could not be used as a magic engraving knife, but it was still suitable to trim the girl's hair.

Seeing Fisher summon the fluid sword, Isabel instantly understood what he meant, she obediently sat down in front of Fisher and asked him to help her comb the untidy blonde hair on her head, but she still subconsciously asked,

"Is my hair ugly?"

I thought Fisher would be polite, but he nodded very decisively and responded,

"Well, it's ugly."

Where he couldn't see, Isabel secretly puffed out her cheeks, and really didn't understand why Sister Elizabeth liked such an incomprehensible teacher Fisher, even if she didn't have a good expression on weekdays, she always hurt the girl's heart when she spoke, just like during Godling's festival before.

"However, like your sister, you have perfectly inherited the blonde hair of the Godlin family logo, and the hair quality is very good, so that this embarrassing headdress can still be seen and moved, this knife is very fast, and it will cut your scalp."

“.. Well. ”

Isabel pursed her lips and felt Fisher's fingers run across her hair, giving her a tingling sensation that made her squint her eyes comfortably and enjoy the massage-like service.

Although Mr. Fisher's expression is always not very good-looking, the more he is like this, the more he seems to be gentle at this time, so this is the reason why my sister is moved by him?

Isabel was enjoying herself, and suddenly realized that Fisher's movements seemed too skillful, could it be because he had done the same thing to her sister?

So, she opened her eyes and asked Fisher behind her,

"Mr. Fisher, have you also helped my sister comb her hair?"

"Children like to ask these things too, and I'm starting to wonder if it's a good thing that your sister sent you to college, okay, how about you look at it?"

"Hey, that's pretty good."

Fisher didn't reply to her question, but erected the fluid sword in his hand and turned it into a smooth mirror, taking a picture of her current appearance, it was the first time she had seen herself with short hair, so she felt quite heroic at first glance, and it was a different style from before.

Seeing that she subconsciously began to straighten her chest and stink, Fisher had already withdrawn the fluid sword in her hand into her arms, and then snapped her fingers lightly, activating the healing magic at the bedside.

In fact, Fisher not only helped Elizabeth comb her hair, but also kissed the corners of her mouth and fingers, and basically did everything except the last step, but of course this kind of thing is inconvenient to talk to Isabel.

The ladies of the Godlyn family were traditionally forbidden to touch these contents until they were married, and in ancient times princesses were as holy as the saints of the church, but since the princesses entered college to study with others, they inevitably learned something about it.

Elizabeth's knowledge of love was learned entirely from Fisher, while Isabelle learned it theoretically with Millica, the "princess of the book".

"The magic has been fully activated, and the healing magic will speed up the flow of blood stasis in your body, so sometimes there will be a slight pain, just endure it."

"Hmm"

Fisher didn't linger long, and the rain outside was much quieter, he walked to the door and was about to leave, when he was about to push the door, Isabel's voice came from behind him,

"Good night, Mr. Fisher."

"Good night."

Fisher waved at her and left her room, leaving Isabel with short hair to watch the closed door reservedly, feeling the healing magic warm up for her.

No wonder my sister likes Mr. Fisher.

She looked at the healing magic placed at the head of the bed, and touched the short trimmed hair on her head, and suddenly thought.

The next morning, the Iceberg Queen had sailed away from the rainy days of last night, and this morning the weather was fine, and Fisher had gotten up early in the morning to go to breakfast, when Emhart flew over the sleeping Rat Lady and rested on his shoulder.

Fisher glanced at Emhart, who was yawning very hard in one eye and one mouth, as if he hadn't slept well,

"Oh, those three little kids, not only grinding their teeth in the middle of the night, but also biting me! It's like using the great Emhart as a teether! ”

"Who told you to sleep with them last night?"

"I thought you weren't going back to your room last night to rest in the captain's room. How bad it is for me to go, disturb your beautiful scenery. ”

Emhart had left before he had gone to the galley to engrave the magic, presumably thinking that he had not returned to his room that night to have a tryst with Arajina, and without explanation, he walked to the front of the deck with the chattering Lord Book, where many of the crew had already begun training.

Fisher saw Isabel at the end of the line for the first time, but he had been gritting his teeth and barely following her, and, I don't know if it was an illusion, Isabel's afterglow saw that she ran a lot harder, and even her face was a lot red, so that the crew next to her couldn't help but look at her more.

Only Emhart gave him a suspicious look, and then then Isabel.

Fisher glanced up at the top of the mast again, and sure enough, saw Ossie as before, the morning breeze soft, and her short white hair fluttering like waves in the morning light.

"Good morning, Mr. Fisher!"

Next to the deck, Pahertz, holding a telescope, greeted with a smile, and suddenly a small pendant around her neck, made of a double-barreled shotgun type bullet casing, made Fisher couldn't help but look at Pahertz's smiling expression.

If it weren't for Old Jack resting in his room last night, he probably couldn't help but wonder if something had happened between them.

"Good morning, First Officer Pachtz."

"Hey, we reckon we'll be at the junction between the East and the South Seas in the next few days, and there's a nicely located Patthishen Island, with a lot of interesting stuff for us to resupply and resupply there, and the crew will generally go down to relax, and there's a special entertainment place for people from the North. Of course, I don't usually go. ”

Seeing Pachtz winking at him, Fisher couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

Fisher wasn't worried about Pachtz and Old Jack's problems, or rather, it wasn't enough for him to worry about, the two of them were a round older than him. It's that Fisher always thinks that Old Jack treats Pahetz as a brother to the gangsters when he was young, and that Pahetz has some bad intentions.

"I mean, the captain never goes to that kind of place, she doesn't have any strange habits, she doesn't gamble, she doesn't lust, and she only tastes the wine. I heard she wants to buy you some clothes or something on that island, and you can help me see how much money she has saved in her little coffers, she's so housekeeper that she needs someone to spend her money, you know. ”

Fisher smiled and didn't respond, subconsciously glanced up at the mast above his head, but happened to bump into Osie's silently peeping gaze,

"Staring"

When she saw Fisher suddenly look up at her, she quickly turned her gaze in a different direction, and it turned into the unfluctuating "watchtower" of the Iceberg Queen, but in her arms, the colorful parrot steel knife couldn't help but stick out its head and tilt its head towards him.

"Fool. Fool"

Fisher smiled and responded to Pahertz's words,

"I see."

"Hehe, that's good, that's good, by the way, you hurry up and eat, there are still a lot of food in the restaurant, and the three rat girls, just now Mr. Jack called me up and called them to eat, oh my God, I seem to have forgotten."

Pahertz's hand holding the telescope patted his head in annoyance, and then ran to the back room in a panic.

Looking at her distant back, Fisher leaned against the railing and looked out to the sea ahead.

As long as the ship enters the Eastern Ocean, it means that the final destination is not far from the Pirate Harbor, and after that, he should set off for the north to find the remaining Snow Mountain Clans or more Asian Niang to study

He made a rough plan in his mind, but then he suddenly thought of something, turned around and called out to Pahertz, and asked,

"First mate Pahertz, what did you eat this morning?"

Pahertz's figure was no longer visible, but a vague response came from afar,

"Eat egg soup!"

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