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Leoza walked over with the cheerful stride of a chuunibyou teenager, stepping on the creaky wooden floor as if he hadn't just seen the complete chaos and destruction of the Dite Bar behind Caesar. He pouted, his rosy cheeks both adorable and infuriating, and his golden eyes glared at his brother as if he'd just had his favorite toy snatched away. He complained with dissatisfaction, "You're so annoying. I knew you'd come here too." "I should be the one saying that, you trash." Caesar, his half-brother,…- 221.3 K • Completed
- Imagining the day when the noble captain would one day wear a cheap trinket around his neck, the navigator grinned and subconsciously reached to touch the tattoo on his buttocks. It had started to scab over and was itchy, but if he pressed hard with his fingertips, it still hurt a bit— Fuck, this feeling, it's like love. He managed to make his own teeth ache from the cheesiness of the thought and was just about to drag the dog next to him into the same sentiment when suddenly, a sharp smack landed…
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- Bakir had obtained the news from a fellow practitioner—though in Miguel's eyes, it was more like a barefoot doctor from Menorca. He told the ship's doctor of the Wind Fury that Menorca was filled with countless unique legends, but the most extraordinary of them all was a certain prostitute at the Dite Tavern—the very same tavern Caesar had taken his son to earlier that afternoon, known as the most expensive and aristocratic tavern in Menorca. But that wasn't the climax. The climax was when Bakir…
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- From this, it was clear that the captain's side of the intelligence-gathering mission was not going smoothly—not only was it not going smoothly, but when viewed from another angle, one could also happily discover that Caesar, who had weathered storms across the Mediterranean, had been seriously teased by a lady from a special profession. Compared to his boss, Rick, the second-in-command of the Wind Fury, wasn't faring much better… Since the most promising source of information, the special…
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- Chapter 66 In Miguel's view, in his previous life, he had learned from the news that grave robbers usually followed the "four techniques of observation, smelling, asking, and touching" before robbing a tomb—find an old man or woman, sit them down in the sun, and respectfully hand them a pipe. Tales of fox temples, yellow weasel graves, and princess tombs would then naturally emerge from the local legends. Clearly, even a thousand years earlier and across several oceans, this method still proved…
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- The long-winded and ill-timed tester finally left. When Miguel hurriedly crawled out from under the table, Caesar had to quickly use his hand to block him, or else he would have bumped his head on the wound. The collision seemed to have caused the captain quite a bit of pain, as he frowned and rubbed his palm, while confidently demanding that his little slave help him put on his pants. As Miguel bent down to help him with his pants, the man casually poured some rum onto a handkerchief nearby and used…
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- "You actually tattooed such an important map on his ass—what if someone sees it!" The first mate of the Wind Fury widened his eyes and glared at his captain. Three seconds later, sensing something amiss from the captain's unperturbed expression, the red-haired first mate rearranged his facial features back to their proper positions, cleared his throat, and reluctantly said, "But it does seem like something you'd do." The captain let out a noncommittal hum, his long legs arrogantly propped up on his…
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- Amid the chaos, Miguel felt like he was about to lose his grip at any second. Suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around his waist, and the rough breathing of the person behind him sprayed against his ear. The navigator was momentarily stunned—just as he was, the person behind him yanked him backward by the waist, pulling both of them up from the ship's railing— The four of them tumbled onto the deck. Miguel, clutching the wound on his waist, lay sprawled on the deck, howling in pain, tears streaming…
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- "My path lies upon the sea, and love is my guiding star To the fountain of eternal youth, Fifteen sailors on a ship heading to an island, Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum! Drink, mate, drink, the devil will take you away, Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!" Amidst the chaotic and disorderly sounds ringing in his ears, inside the Captain's Cabin, a young man with black hair was humming a disjointed tune. His head was lowered, his expression unusually serious as he carefully wrapped bandages…
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- Caesar couldn't stand the sight any longer and kicked the navigator who was sprawled on top of him, laughing like a pig. "What are you laughing so lecherously for?" "Look at this, look at this," Miguel squinted with a smile, feeling quite pleased with himself as he stretched out his hand and hovered it over the bloody tattoo, even craning his neck to glance at the mirror. "What is this?" His hand traced the arc of the "C" over and over until Caesar grabbed his wrist, his expression blank. "A sickle,…
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