Casper still ignored them, concentrated on steering the ship, and occasionally gave some instructions to the pirates in charge of the sail behind him. His voice was not loud, but he could ensure that the group of unreliable guys could hear him .In terms of ability alone, Yawen still appreciates him, perhaps because he is too deeply influenced by Andre. He subjectively believes that no matter what method or method he uses, as long as he finally gets the respect and awe of his newcomers, All are successes in some respects.

Since this meeting, Sancer's face has not been very active, and the expression that had just improved a little bit now became depressed again. He tilted his head and did not respond to Yawen, avoiding the conversation between them for the first time .

Yawen felt a little headache again.He glanced at the sea in the distance, and after confirming that the route was smooth, he grabbed Sancerre's forearm, pulled him away from the crowd, and walked all the way towards the cabin.

Sancerre was held by his hand, and he had no intention of resisting at all. He was as docile as a sheep that had been kept in a farm for many years, as if the bloody ruthlessness of the wild wolf before was an illusion of force. , the prestige that only exists for a short period of time.

After returning to the cabin, Yawen closed the door, turned around and turned his head, and looked into his eyes very closely, "Is it because the sea wind on the deck is so cold that you can't even keep your mind awake?" I guess if I hadn't pulled you in, you'd have passed out right there in a while, huh?"

"No." Sancer twisted his neck, unable to break free from Yawen's hand, so he had to follow his will and get closer, his face still looked listless, "It's nothing."

"to be frank."

"Will you kill me?" Sanser looked at Yawen's slightly puzzled expression, and added and repeated: "If I were a ruthless villain who loved to kill, you would, as you said, take Take the rest of my life?"

"You're talking nonsense, that's the kind of person you are." Yawen sneered, he grabbed Sancerre's hand, and rubbed Sancerre's palm with his fingertips, "The lives you have taken with these hands are not small , that's all I've seen—if you really cut off the bandits who broke into Merrill Manor—plus those who died on Peligova Island. Your soul is bathed in blood, and your eyes Full of cruelty, for so long, have I ever done anything to you?"

"Then what do you care about the most?" Sancerre frowned and stared at him, his eyes gradually spreading a thin layer of pain, "Even if I slaughtered a whole city, even the old people and children, everyone is in our hands. All eyes are a group of ants and stupid pigs who have no resistance - even if this is the case, can't you meet the conditions for you to kill me?"

"Do you really want to die?" Yawen asked him back, "Death in my hand in the smallest gesture?"

Sancer gritted his teeth, his lips turned white due to the force, his brows were tightly frowned like the peaks in northern Spain, he remained silent, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if some words and emotions were about to come out.

"It's up to me to decide." Yawen raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, as if he was calming his anxiety, "What's wrong with you?"

"I will kill you." Sancer pursed his lips, his eyes became vicious and manic, "Even if I didn't kill you, I would stab the blade into your heart when you killed me , I will never die alone, never.”

"I'm looking forward to it." Yawen laughed, his smile was full of insidiousness and coldness, but at the same time it hid a gentleness like a spring breeze. He calmly looked at Sancerre with such contradictory and harmonious eyes, It's like watching a close friend or old enemy who has fought with him countless times and bruised each other.

"You'd better get back to normal quickly," he clasped the back of Sancerre's neck again, pulled him close and kissed the corner of his lips, and said against the skin on his lips, "deep in the vortex created by yourself People who can't get away from it aren't worth my time."

"Yawen." Sansel pressed close to him and suddenly asked, "What's the name of your boat?"

"The Landia."

"I hate it."

"why?"

"I just hate it," said Sancerre. "Andre kicked me off the deck of that ship, you threw me to the ground in the hold of that ship once."

"I once tied you to a chair to sleep overnight, why didn't you say that?" Yawen let go of him, and walked towards the door again, "It happened a few months ago, it's a surprise, you still remember, if It tastes good to you, and I can throw you again—come out now, and let me see where you're going."

He didn't need to ask the pirates who were in charge of the voyage.According to the small compass in his hand and the estimation of their voyage time, Yawen can roughly guess where they are now. After calculating the distance a little, he tilted his head and asked Casper: "You are going to Pelige The island?"

Although he didn't discuss with Caspar the two islands of Peligova and Peligona that are clearly marked on the chart, Yavin believed that he must know these things. Although Sancer may not trust him, but But it seems to tell him many things.

And Casper nodded as expected, "Sancer is going."

Yawen recalled the situation with Sancerre in the cave, and asked again: "When we were on Peligova Island, did you meet anyone on the beach?"

"If you're talking about blind-eyed idiot pirates, we did," Kaspar replied, "and now put on these nasty-talking sea bandits sitting next to you and take them out. I was Guess you and Sancerre should have encountered problems too, but Sancerre is very powerful, even if he meets hundreds of difficult opponents, he can escape successfully - I just can't understand why you are all wounded when you come back. "

"You don't want to know." Yawen shook his head. He glanced at Sancerre who was also looking at him, and said with a smile, "Then how did you deal with those people? Throwing the corpses into the sea?"

"No." Kasper took the time to turn around and give a direction to a young man who looked very young, then turned back and continued: "I tied them to the mast of my ship and drove their ship aboard If you are lucky, you may meet some kind and kind navigators, and then they will logically and naturally take all the supplies on board the hapless righteous people. They always do this, and so do we. Bad luck If so, it should have been dried." He turned his head and asked doubtfully, "Are you sure you want to hear this?"

"It's okay." Yawen waved his hands twice, "It's beyond my expectation that you will tolerate the enemy leaving alive. As for their consequences afterward, that has nothing to do with me. I'll just listen to the story. No problem."

"I'm just not sure if you're willing to accept our way of doing things," Casper turned his head back, "We're pirates."

"You can just talk about it," Sancer interrupted suddenly, muttering out of the corners of his eyes, "he's not a good man with goodness and virtue himself anyway. Only a fool would do that."

Casper glanced at Yawen again, "I can't tell."

"I think I should be kind." Yawen narrowed his eyes because of their words, "Isn't it?"

"I can't see it at all." Sancer snorted imitating Casper's tone.

"Don't worry, I don't really care where you guys are going." Yawen patted his shoulder with the back of his hand, "You just need to remember what you said, and send me back in three weeks."

"Safely," Sancer added. "Send you back safely. I promised your parents and Andre on that paper."

"That's good."

This voyage can be said to be all smooth sailing.The weather along the way was surprisingly good. There were thin clouds hanging on the blue sky, and the sea breeze was gentle and powerful, driving the boats to move forward without encountering violent storms or rushing waves. From time to time, you could see some Rare species of marine life.

Occasionally, when the weather is calm, several pirates will work together to cast nets into the sea, or simply fix the fishing nets on the ropes on the side of the boat, and pull them out after a while to have a look, often catching some delicious fish.Some don’t even know if it’s edible or not, but the pirates don’t seem to care about it at all. They took a tall brazier from the warehouse, rolled it over and over on the fire several times after removing the fish scales, opened their mouths and bit down .The remaining fish bones and food scraps are thrown directly into the sea, and left to be eaten by other small, hungry creatures.

Their behavior is indeed full of wildness, they don't stick to those rigid rules, and they don't care about their own safety at all. It seems that they are already ready to die in a different place at any time.

Sancerre's state is gradually adjusting, at least he can talk to other pirates normally, and he has started to approach Yawen in different ways every day and night, wishing he could stick directly to him.Yawen no longer brings up those sensitive topics, and Sancer will never cross the line. It is worth mentioning that he is more accustomed to Sancer's presumptuous way of acting, so that he thinks that he is facing Is a pirate who symbolizes freedom.

"I'm starting to understand a little bit why you guys are willing to follow such an irresponsible person," he commented to Kasper in this way. "If he doesn't disappear for no reason, it is indeed beneficial to follow him."

"Thank you for understanding us." Casper pointed forward, "We are almost there, Pelicona."

☆、Chapter 042

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