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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…- 221.3 K • Completed
- "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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- No one spoke after that, as Miguel had curled up into a trembling ball of pain, while Caesar… Caesar, having swept away his earlier displeasure, reopened the compass and found that it was finally working properly again. In a good mood, he hummed a tuneless pirate song. Miguel: "Bastard… Ah, don't stab so deep…" "Measure our territory, look at our homeland~ This is my empire, its power sweeps across all land~… Ah, curse away, little slave, if it makes you feel better." "Hey, didn't you say…
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- Having lived this long, no one had ever so seriously told Miguel that he was expected to have "an IQ just a bit higher than a monkey." Having lived this long, no one had ever so earnestly and infuriatingly looked at Miguel and told him, "If you dare die recklessly, I'll whip you." Having lived this long… Miguel realized something: both he and Caesar seemed to be treating each other like pets. To Miguel, Caesar was like a husky—once you let go, he'd dash off, and the more you called his…
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- Miguel was answered with another slap on his forehead—given that the back of his head had been split open and his buttocks had been thoroughly thrashed, the only part of him still intact was his forehead. Under the Navigator's dissatisfied gaze, Caesar turned to Rick and asked, word by word, "Is there anything else?" Rick shrank back, instinctively wanting to bolt, but being young, he managed to steady himself after a moment of hesitation: "Can I borrow that compass for a bit?" …Was this a matter…
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- Being stared at and grinned at foolishly by Miguel made Caesar feel a chill run down his spine. He put down the magnifying glass in his hand, sat back in his armchair, and rubbed his temples. Finally, he shifted his gaze to the navigator who had taken over the sofa. "Did the whip knock some sense into you?" the captain asked irritably, propping his chin on one hand. Following Bakir's advice, Miguel's wounds were left uncovered, exposed to the air. At that moment, he was half-naked on the sofa, with a…
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- Upon returning to the Captain's Cabin, the captain immediately shattered the image he had left with the crew of being a tyrant who doted excessively on the Navigator. He very roughly threw Miguel onto the soft sofa, and the latter lay face down, grimacing in pain. "Stop baring your big white teeth like an idiot," the man said with a scowl, his long legs straddling the armchair beside the sofa. "You look like a girl." "So, in your eyes, those who pissed all over the deck are the real men?" the…
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