Francesco sighed and said: "In the first half of the year, when I was working as a bartender on another ship, I met pirates, they were mixed with passengers, there were more than ten people, and they controlled the engine room and boiler room at the beginning, repelled the counterattack of the crew, and waited for the pirate ship to approach.

"Thank you to the Mother Goddess, they just go from cabin to cabin to loot, as long as they don't resist, they won't be harmed, of course, beautiful ladies and men are not in this range, you can't expect pirates to have a high moral level."

Lumian took a sip of mint-flavored vermouth and said with a slight smile: "They don't worry that there are passengers like the great adventurer Gelman among the passengers on the boat. Sparrow's people? When such a strong person is unwilling to hand over the money, they will also directly grab it?"

Lumian's question made Francesco a little stunned.

It took a long time for him to reply, "Being a pirate always involves a lot of risk, doesn't it?"

"Makes sense." Lumian nodded in agreement.

Francesco continued: "Many merchant ships now have retired navies, adventurers at sea, and mercenaries of profession to provide protection, and they are very good at dealing with riots on board, and they will also make pirates scruple and have room for negotiation."

"This happened to a merchant ship before, the pirates had the advantage and controlled the ship, but they felt that they would pay a lot of casualties if they ate a team of sailors led by a few adventurers, so they did not storm the defensive line, but only evacuated after negotiating a sum of protection, and did not take the cargo or loot the cabin."

Lumian laughed when he heard this: "If I am a pirate, I will set up a security company in Port Gatti to provide mercenaries who are familiar with the sea situation, and if I am willing to hire them, I will earn a labor fee, and if I am not willing to hire them, I will rob them directly, no matter what, there will always be something to earn."

Francesco looked at the black-haired, green-eyed man in his twenties in amazement, and muttered, "You can't be an undercover pirate agent, right?" And the sea forces are chaotic, can you protect the people who hired your men from being robbed by other pirates?"

"Hey, that's why I've always disliked the sea, and it's better to have my feet on the ground to give me a sense of security."

"Praise the earth, praise the mother of all things!"

Luminian, a pure Fenerport who believes in the "Mother Earth Goddess", ....... Lumian asked amusedly, "If you don't like the sea, why do you still work as a bartender on the ship?"

Francesco's expression gradually became more and more exciting: "Don't you think it is romantic for such an independent kingdom floating on the sea and difficult to contact with the outside world?" When you meet a beautiful lady here, you will feel like the whole world is only the two of you left, only each other to rely on. ”

Your ultimate goal is to find an affair? Lumian sometimes really couldn't understand the Fenerport people and some of the Triers, who were similar to them.

At this time, Francesco pointed to a round table: "That is Philip, the security chief of the 'Asuka', who claims to be a retired officer of the Misty Sea Fleet, who has destroyed many pirate ships and captured many pirates with wanted warrants on his back."

Lumian followed Francesco's finger and looked into the hall illuminated by the kerosene chandeliers.

At the round table on the side, a group of men and women were around, and they were surrounded by a middle-aged man with short pale blonde hair, light blue eyes, and a face with traces of wind and rain, who looked neither serious nor deep.

The man named Philip was dressed in a dark blue and white tweed crew costume, holding a glass of Blazer Rangzi, and said in an obvious ostentatious tone: "When I was serving on the St. Martin, I met the 'Queen of Disease' Tracy, and at that time, she was only a 'Lieutenant General of Disease', tsk, she deserves to be the most beautiful woman on the five seas."

"I tell you, if you really encounter a big pirate, don't worry, I know them all, I have a certain friendship, at least I can negotiate......"

"Haha, don't ask the naval officer why he has a relationship with the pirates, there are many things you don't understand at sea, and it's better not to understand...."

The men and women around Philip listened attentively, occasionally exclaiming at each other's acquaintances or the wonderful adventures he told.

At some point, Philip's left hand had wrapped around a young girl's waist, and the other party did not try to get rid of it, but looked shy.

Lumian retracted his gaze and said to the bartender Francesco, "Does he really know so many pirates?"

"Is he really a retired officer of the Misty Sea Fleet?"

Francesco had just wiped a cup, spread his hands and said, "Who knows?"

"But since he became the security director of the Asuka, we haven't encountered pirate robberies in the five times we've been to sea in the past few months, and I don't know if it's luck, or if he really knows a lot of pirates, and he can recognize which ones are lurkers at a glance, so he warned in advance."

On the five seas plagued by pirates, the probability of not encountering pirates on five consecutive long-distance voyages is not high

Lumian turned to his side again, looking at Philip, whose face was rough, red, and weather-stained.

He couldn't tell if this was an extraordinary person, let alone which sequence he might belong to, but he could only judge from the physical details that the other party had indeed been on the sea all year round.

Lumian concentrated, briefly observing Philip's fortunes.

It was a little bloody.

There is a possibility of fighting and injury for some time to come, but not to the point of endangering life... Lumian frowned slightly, drank all the absinthe in his hand, and asked for a new cup of Lielangzi.

Not long after, Philip left the bar with a ruddy face and the girl who was wrapped around his waist.

Lumian secretly "tsk", shook his head and said, "You Intis."

After a while, rhythmic music erupted in the bar, and many customers stood up, flocked to the middle clearing, and danced a writhing dance.

Lumian held the spirit, his body swaying gently to the rhythm, as if he was immersed in such an atmosphere.

He hadn't been so relaxed in a long time since he discovered that those Evil God Gifts were plotting for great things.

Now, the hostel project is a thing of the past, and the search for the core members of April Fool's Day will not begin until they arrive in Santa Port.

It's a rare getaway.

After thinking that Ludwig should have a second supper, Lumian put down his glass and left the bar on deck.

Walking down the deserted staircase, listening to the whining sea breeze, and returning to the first class, Lumian suddenly whispered: "Themipolos, is there a way to identify the extraordinary on the ship and the passengers disguised as pirates?" I want to go to the door one by one, warn them one by one, and let them settle down a little bit, so that they don't interfere with my enjoyment of the journey. ”

There are really people who don't want to listen to the warning, "007" can help collect the bounty, and the extraordinary characteristics they precipitate can also be exchanged for money!

The majestic cascading voice of Themipolos echoed in Lumian's ears: "Wait until you become a demigod of fate, or take another path, there is a way."

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, the sealed angel added, "With Arista. With the remnants of Tudor's breath and the slight contamination of '0-01', you really want to warn those people, but there is a high probability that you will cause disaster. ”

Meaning, I'm the biggest calamity, just take care of myself? Lumian, who wanted to rectify the dark world of the "Asuka" and ensure a pleasant journey, heard what Thermipolos meant, but had no choice but to give up.

By this time, the Asuka had fallen into a deep sleep, and Lumian was walking on the solid floor, hearing a slight creak and a faint cry.

Somewhere on the ship, there seemed to be a woman crying sadly.

Lumian was no stranger to this kind of thing, and when he first arrived at the Golden Rooster Hotel, he often heard Miss Esans, the object of Charlie's affection, crying like this.

"There are people who suffer everywhere, people who are sad...... Lumian grew up under the influence of his sister who is a writer, and occasionally has a literary and artistic youth.

He shook his head and walked back to his first-class room, room 5.

Lugano had already slept in the servant's room, and Ludwig had changed into pajamas, pajamas, and nightcaps, and waited for his supper.

Lumien sighed and began to dig out the easy-to-preserve food from the Traveler's Bag.

He was glad that he had restocked in Port Gatti.

He roughly estimated that the food cost of raising Ludwig normally every day was 100 Filkin, which was almost close to 40,000 Filgin a year, and Lumian still had a little headache that Ludwig would be able to eat up all his current savings in two years.

This made Lumian wonder if Baron Brinnel was quietly relieved after confirming that Ludwig was really lost.

After putting away the food for the two meals in the middle of the night, Lumian washed up briefly and lay down on the bed in the master bedroom.

In the feeling of gently shaking, his spirit gradually relaxed, and he slowly fell asleep.

At six o'clock in the morning, Lumien woke up on time and refreshed.

The table had been emptied, and both Ludwig and Lugano were still sleeping.

Lumian pushed open the window, breathed in the crisp air, and moved his body briefly.

It was nearly seven o'clock when he heard the doorbell ringing.

I had breakfast delivered at half-past eight......... Lumien opened the door and saw Philip, the head of security of the "Asuka" with blond hair and blue eyes and a weathered face.

The middle-aged man who was giggling at the bar last night had a calm face and said coldly: "I have confirmed, your identity certificate is fake."

How is this confirmed? Why do we go out of our way to scrutinize our identification? Lumien didn't think there was anything unusual about the three of them when they got on board.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, frowned and asked, "You want to blackmail us?"

Philip glanced at the living room and said solemnly: "I don't want to know who you were before, and I don't want to care what you will do in the future, I just ask you to be a little quiet, be honest, enjoy the journey, and don't do anything excessive, otherwise, don't blame us for being polite."

I'm sure we have a problem...... How did this guy do it? It's really a bit capable, not as frivolous and simple as it seems...... Lumian replied calmly with a non-admitting attitude: "I don't understand what you're talking about, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Philip looked at him deeply for a few seconds: "You just know what I mean."

With that, he turned around and walked to the end of the aisle.