Now it's troublesome...... As soon as Tracy was dealt with, her men came with Elaine, and if they found out about the situation here and called the extraordinary people of the whole ship to surround it, I would have to kill Tracy immediately and run away with Elaine, and it would not be possible to run away......

Angel's gaze quickly swept over the small foyer in front of the captain's cabin and the bloodstained carpet and the water-stained carpet, finally resting on the sleeping Tracy's face on the floor.

The "hypocrisy" on her fingers flashed with an undetectable light, and her face quickly changed to that of Tracy, her hair changed from Elaine's long straight red hair to black curls, and her body shape also changed, and then, she cleared her throat and let out the majestic but instinctive and charming voice of Tracy, the "Lieutenant General of Disease".

"Let her stand outside and cool off with the sea breeze."

"Yes, Captain."

The young female voice responded.

So it took a few minutes...... Shall I take Tracy to the sea and run away, or will I take care of a few more extraordinary people before the invasion is exposed, such as the third mate, Mithor King?

Angel's brain was racing fast, and she finally made a decision to choose a clever plan.

She wants to pretend to be a "sick lieutenant general" and take Elaine away generously!

After dragging the sleeping Tracy carefully behind the large table and making sure that the other party would not wake up in a short time, Angel slipped into the lounge at the back, took off her dress that had been soaked in salty waters after swimming five nautical miles in the sea, opened the wardrobe that occupied an entire wall, and was immediately dazzled by the dazzling variety of costumes.

Long skirts, short skirts, tights, unisex and masculine coats, trench coats, Tracy's wardrobe is a showcase for all styles of clothing.

In the corner of the wardrobe, there are also some intimate clothes that make Angel blush a little, they are bold and avant-garde, and they are obviously not for Tracy herself, and even those strangely shaped objects placed in the corners may be ......

Putting away the thoughts that made her heart pound, Angel quickly found a set of shirts and trousers similar to the one Tracy was wearing just now, and put them on herself, the position where the shoulder was stabbed in the battle had stopped bleeding under the effect of the "Rose Necklace", she put on the shirt, leaving the top two buttons unbuttoned, leaving a gap between the shoulders, so as not to be too close-fitting and let the white shirt be stained with blood.

That's pretty much it......

Angel looked in the mirror, allowing her still somewhat rosy face to quickly return to normal, her eyes became sharp, the corners of her mouth pressed down, and she made a serious expression, then closed the closet and returned to the captain's room.

Black flames emerged from the air, licking the carpet and quickly devouring the blood that had flowed from the fight, baking the wet wool, and soon the room was back to its pre-battle appearance, and the smell of blood and gunpowder became almost inaudible in the faint scent of the candles.

By the way, and the leather whip......

She reached out and picked up the leather whip that had been broken into three, stuffed it into the drawer of the table, thought about it, and took the part connected to the handle of the whip in her hand, patted her palm with a "snap", and nodded with satisfaction.

"Let her in alone."

Raising his voice, Angel sat back in Tracy's high-backed chair, put her feet on the table, and posed like the "Lieutenant General of Disease" she had just seen.

……

Hearing the captain's command, the blonde maid standing outside the door had a gloomy face as if she could drip water, she glanced at the red-haired woman beside her, and motioned to the other party to open the door herself.

Elaine was dressed in a long golden-red dress, with a ribbon tied around her waist and flowers behind her back, and her slender waist twisted as she turned to the maid, her face equally gloomy and tinged with a hint of mockery.

Her hands behind her back were restrained by a pair of heavy iron handcuffs.

"Will you tell me to push the door open with my waist?"

This response made the corners of the blonde maid's eyes tense, and just when Elaine thought that the other party would not be able to help but move, she heard the other party snort coldly, raised her hand to open the door buckle, pushed the door open, and pushed her in.

"Shameless bitch ......"

She faintly heard a slight muttering behind her, followed by the sound of the door slamming shut.

Heh, Tracy will definitely hear it......

Elaine smiled at the corner of her mouth, bypassed the partition in the doorway, and entered the candlelight-flickering, fragrant captain's room, where she saw her legs folded and her hands brandished with a leather whip in her hands, and her eyes fixed on her "Lieutenant Admiral of Illness" Tracy.

The young lady's jet-black curls fell on her shoulders and chest, her blue eyes were a little sharp, but they exuded a seductive power that only witches have, and the two long, straight eyebrows above her eyes added a touch of heroism to her soft cheeks, and with a white lady's shirt that was buttoned to her chest and tight trousers that outlined the curves of her legs, Elaine suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Taking a deep breath, she stood straight in the middle of the carpet with her chin raised and looked at Tracy to keep up with the change.

Pedal, pedal.

Tracy's legs were folded, her boots stepped on the carpet, and with a muffled sound, she gradually approached Elaine, and the whip in her hand, which was as short as some kind of bedding, kept hitting her palm with a crisp sound.

"You say, how am I going to punish you, the 'prey' lady who escaped from the palm of my hand?"

"Why don't you change your way and escape this time, I'll chase after you, and see how far you can escape without those men?"

Elaine unceremoniously shot back, stepping forward with one foot and leaning forward slightly, making an aggressive pose, but the hands restrained behind her, the shoulders pulled back, and the chest stretched out because of this, made her movements more seductive.

"Huh, they handcuffed you?" As if only then did she notice the handcuffs behind Elaine, Tracy raised her eyebrows, her eyes lit up, and she said in a playful tone, "Very good, so that we can play more tricks......"

At this, her cheeks were slightly red, and she seemed to be embarrassed.

"Oh, sure enough," Elaine sneered, her face full of sarcasm, but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes, "did you take me back for this?" Come on, then, but don't try to make me really give in. ”

The smile on Tracy's face disappeared, and she opened her mouth before replying:

"I ...... No, I'm sorry, Elaine, actually, ......"

Her whip-shaking hand hung low, her face apologetic, and she took two steps closer, almost in front of Elaine.

"Actually, I ......"

The moment she spoke again, Elaine's hands quickly twisted, breaking free from the heavy iron handcuffs as if by magic, and clenched her right hand, squeezing out a bright yellow flame that exploded between the two.

Tracy's eyes froze, and she subconsciously took a step back to avoid the explosion range, only to find that this huge flame was completely "illusion".

But taking this opportunity, Elaine's left hand flashed a golden light, and the same color appeared in her turquoise eyes, like lightning shooting towards Tracy.

"Spirit Piercing!"

Spiritual lightning converged in one place, piercing Tracy's eyes like sharp weapons, but piercing straight through the air.

The witch's body disappeared in the flames, and appeared behind the false fireball less than a meter away, appearing in front of "Elaine", almost face to face, chest to chest.

Hmmm-

A sharp grinding sound of metal sounded, and a short dagger with bone spurs appeared between her left hand, stabbing into "Elaine's" abdomen like lightning, easily piercing the long skirt and flesh of the golden red dress, nailing the thinning and smaller paper figure Elaine to the tip of the dagger.

On her side, the figure of "Elaine" reappeared, her left hand flashed a dark green, her body muscles tensed, and she stepped out with one foot, weighing as much as a thousand pounds, and her right hand clenched into a fist, smashing into "Tracy" like a giant hammer.

"Bang-"

"Elaine", whose strength is not inferior to that of a mid-sequence warrior and hunter after the "living corpse", showed a look of surprise in her eyes, and her blow with both strength and speed was easily blocked by her slender hand, and the opponent could even slowly push her right hand back.

"Facelings, is it fun?"

"Tracy" had a smile on her face, holding the "Sword of Dawn" in her left hand, and grasping the fist of the living corpse "Elaine" with a heavy lifting in her right hand, her neck stretched forward, her black hair and red hair almost intertwined, and whispered.

"Aren't you playing too......"

"Elaine" muttered, her whole body relaxed, and she was released from the "living corpse" state, and her swollen muscles returned to normal, turning back into a red-haired lady who was full of heroism but looked a little charming because her cheeks were flushed after exercise.

Hmph, the dagger turned back into a bracelet, and the serious expression of "Tracy" during the battle faded from his face, returning to a soft smile with a slight smile, and his eyes looked at each other with inquiry, and continued to ask:

"So, Klein, how did you become Elaine and be tied to the Black Death?"

"Call me Elaine here, or I'll always feel a little weird......"

There was inevitably a hint of embarrassment on Klein's face, which he couldn't completely hide even with his "Faceling" adjustment ability, and it was too shameful to wear a lady's dress in front of Angel.

However, I am just playing, although the object to be "deceived" has changed, the purpose has not changed, and it can even better help me to examine myself and extract unnecessary emotions......

He quickly regained the state of mind he had adjusted when he had changed into this dress in another locker room, and the dissonance between the dodge in his eyes and his expression quickly disappeared, and he calmly looked at Angel, who was still dressed as "Tracy".

Well, in this way, my role is still a lot better than her, just now in the conversation, Angel has already appeared ashamed, and is even ready to take the initiative to say his identity, because he didn't go through the "clown" stage, just used the "Faceling" magical items? And my provocation just now, after the failure to play Daniz, has improved a lot, and it has not been discovered by her again......

Quickly summing up the role just now, Klein's heart became a little fluttery in the comparison, and as soon as a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he was poked by "Tracy" in his waist, even through the thick corset, he couldn't help but shrink his neck, and the expression on his face collapsed.

"Say it quickly."

"Good, good ......"

Thank you for your monthly ticket feeding, huhuhu~

(End of chapter)