captain migraine

The tester who talked a lot of nonsense and couldn't pick the time finally left. When McGarr hurriedly crawled out from under the table, if Caesar hadn't blocked him with his hand in time, he almost hit the wound on his head.The collision seemed to have caused the captain a lot of pain. He frowned and rubbed his palms, while vigorously asking the little slave to put on his pants.

When McGarl bowed his head to put on his trousers, the man casually poured the rum on his handkerchief, and wiped Comrade Walrus's face with the wet handkerchief full of spirits—then the two happily fell silent With the division of labor and cooperation (and not).The smell of alcohol mixed with semen is very strange, and there are fine scrapes on McGarr's face from the previous naval battle, which made him grin his teeth in pain, not to mention the big dog's paws are very strong-Caesar probably Never try to hug your own son, otherwise they would not be able to survive their infancy and survive to this day.

When Caesar wiped McGarr's face clean, the dark-haired young man flushed as if drunk.

"Your face is so red, why are you shy?"

"I'm not shy," McGarr touched his face, it was hot and painful, "I was rubbed by you, lightly—"

"There's nothing to be shy about. It's a routine on the ship. You can ask Lake, he must have ejaculated in the mouth of some other crew member." Holding his own liquid thing, he stuffed it into McGall's hands in disgust, while saying not very consoling words, "If he denies it, then he is lying."

McGall: "..."

Caesar: "Besides, you are my personal slave, so you must be aware that this kind of thing may happen-to get rid of the master's troubles. Isn't this a professional code that a qualified slave should keep in mind?"

McGarl: "I look like a fool?"

"I didn't lie to you." The Captain said with a look of sincerity, "It's really like this—well, stand up now, and let Dad see if your wound is open."

"Cracked."

Finally got a little bit in the normal direction, McGarr answered honestly, turned around and went to get the medicine box in the Kaiser lounge—even if it is stipulated that the captain and ordinary crew members are treated equally when there is a lack of food, However, on the Fury, it is inevitable that there will still be some tacit captain benefits. For example, in terms of medicine, ordinary crew members and officials use different medicines, and the captain’s special medicine box is different from the medicines provided by ordinary officials. Different, much better quality.

After Caesar discovered that McGarr's own share was always in good condition and placed in his room like a god, it was never used, and it always came to rub his use, so he directly waved his hand and canceled the monthly medication schedule of a certain walrus share.

When the bandage was torn off, the rough edge of the bandage scratched the red and swollen wound a little painfully. McGarl took off his shirt, lay down on the table, and let Caesar sprinkle the medicine powder evenly on his back without moving. A white powder that turns into a clear cream when it touches the skin.

After taking the medicine, he was not in a hurry to put on a bandage. The captain patted the walrus man's strong waist measurement, and said in a tone of "eat cabbage tonight", "Take off your pants."

Once again, McGarr, reflexively, clutched his trousers tightly like a big girl.

"Hurry up," the stingy captain urged, "don't make me say it a second time, now that the price of fuel raw materials has risen, if you don't take a good look at the nautical chart, I will go the wrong way, and the wasted fuel money will be deducted from your wages? "

"Just look at the nautical chart!" McGarl was inexplicable, half-propped up, and randomly pulled back the nautical chart that had been swept aside before, and spread it in front of the man, "Look, take a good look-it's none of my business! You Looking at the nautical chart makes me take off my pants, and standing next to a naked man who has a crush on you can double your work efficiency, can you?!"

The walrusman's words reminded the captain that the poor boy didn't know that the key to the nautical chart had been completely stabbed in his ass a few hours ago.

Evoking a nasty smile, the man touched his chin and smiled like a landlord: "Appropriate artistic behavior can indeed make me happy physically and mentally. Once I am happy physically and mentally, my work efficiency will naturally double. What you said makes sense."

"You'll regret it," Comrade Walrus began to alarmistly with a blank face, "I'm different from you, let me tell you, I'm very... sensitive, you, you just look at me, you can tell me Look at the shot! When the time comes, you will be covered all over the map!"

"Stop talking nonsense." The captain said he was not threatened, "Take off."

On a ship, the words of the captain are sacred, even if the captain is a lunatic.So McGarl took off his pants with tears in his eyes.

"Turn around."

"Don't let me pick up soap!"

"Are you crazy, where is the soap here?"

Caesar cursed inexplicably. While speaking, he kept his right hand, picked up the quill by the table and dipped it in ink, frowned and approached the tattoo he had tattooed on the walrusman——

On the complete compass pattern, if you look carefully, you can find that it is full of totems that can completely correspond to the coordinates of the nautical chart—that compass can indeed lead the owner to find the key clues directly to the mermaid’s hometown, yes, but Leosa But I don't know that when the compass and the nautical chart are combined, as long as you have the basic structure of the compass and the initial general direction, you can use this nautical chart produced together with it to accurately find the way to the mermaid. The location of the clue of the hometown.

In other words, after the initial direction of the navigation was confirmed at the beginning and the basic graphics of the compass were obtained, the compass needle that occasionally failed had long since lost its meaning to Caesar.

The key point leading to the mermaid's hometown has long been turned into a tattoo, and he left it on the walrus officer's ass.

Now, you only need to find the missing points on the corresponding nautical chart, and then connect all the points——

Caesar looked too carefully, but the answer almost came to light and made him very excited. When his scorching breath was sprayed on Megal's naked waist, Comrade Walrus' waist softened, and he moved forward uselessly——

Then Butt was slapped twice by the captain who was extremely annoyed when he was forced to interrupt his thinking because he was moving.

"What are you messing with!"

"Don't blow air on my ass, it's going to be hard, it's going to be hard--damn it."

"I didn't blow air on your ass," the man said unhappily in the face of the unfounded accusation, "I didn't even touch you, I was hard—and dare to swear! ... If I really touch you, you Why can't the mother be exhausted? Is it okay to be a bit promising, and it would be embarrassing to say."

McGall: "..."

The world is quiet.

What the captain said made McGarr very serious. For a moment, he suddenly felt that Caesar really seemed to be raising him as his son-if this guy was 14 years old, he would have been recruited for the first time. Son, his son should be eighteen now... Damn, isn't that only three years younger than me? !

I don't know what Big Dog's son thinks about a male creature who is only three years older than himself but ambitious and wants to be his stepmother and work hard to join his household registration book?

"Don't think about what's there." He lowered his head and quickly marked the remaining few dots on the nautical chart. The captain said without raising his head, "You can put your pants on."

McGarl curled his lips, grunted and put on his trousers, and stretched his head to watch Caesar's work while he was putting it on-almost with just one glance, he could see a few extra marking points in the original blank space... Before The man seemed very hesitant when marking that part, but now he quickly filled them in - obviously, it was just made by Caesar.

"How can my ass give you such a revelation?"

"Tattoos." Beginning to quickly use the measuring ruler to connect those original marked points, the man simply replied.

"You stabbed the treasure map on my ass?" After putting on his pants, McGarl leaned over to Caesar, and said without any surprise, "I knew it would be like this...I was fucking trying to lose it just now Your compass is extremely guilty, tell me how you can make it up to me."

"I've already compensated you just now," the result was about to come to light. The captain's connection work became even faster. Select two of them and connect them, "Haven't you been delusional about the master's sacred body for a long time?"

McGall: "..."

Caesar: "Now you have, well, the favor of the master."

McGarr's face was struck by lightning: "...Xiansen, Nihao, do you realize what you are talking about?"

Caesar: "I found it."

McGarl: "What did you find?"

"Clues." Throwing away the quill in his hand, Caesar stepped aside to make room for McGarr, and the walrusman leaned over curiously, and saw ink lines intricately spread all over every corner on the nautical chart, and finally gathered together without exception. At a certain point, he stretched out his hand and clicked on the focal point, and the man showed a slight smile, "Menorca... The clue we are looking for is actually in Menorca."

McGarl didn't speak, he stared at the point where they converged, and for a moment, that familiar and uncomfortable feeling swept through his heart again——

This time, he seemed to have almost grasped the feeling of unease, and thought carefully about why... Unfortunately, he was interrupted by a sentence from Caesar.

The man stretched out his hand and rubbed his hairy head: "I'll lend you the bathroom, go wash it up, be careful not to touch the wound, and when you get to the pier, Dad will take you there to get some meat."

McGall: "I like men."

Caesar: "Satisfy you."

McGarl: "Are you coming in person?"

Caesar: "Don't push yourself too far."

McGarr: "Forget it then, remember to choose a big chest for me..."

Caesar: "Promise, the butt will not be small."

……

During the boring and non-nutritive conversation between the two, the sun outside the window slowly sank to the horizon.When night fell, the Stormrage fleet was heading towards the target Menorca at full speed.

On the ship, the music of the band rang while the bonfire was lit. Except for the unlucky ones who were assigned to be on duty tonight, the pirates who had just experienced a naval battle and were about to resupply brought out their best food and alcoholic drinks , A non-drunk carnival started around the bonfire.

On the happy and bustling deck, no one noticed a black-bearded pirate who was drunk early on, holding a half bottle of wine, leaning drunkenly on the edge of the stairs, his eyes were fascinated, and he sang vaguely. Songs that few people can understand...

This is his empire, his power sweeps all,

yo-heh-

Who sang the sailor's song.

yo-heh-

The mermaid's song sounded,

yo-heh-

No one knows, it is the prelude to the undead.

Come, brave sailor,

Come into my arms!

Come, merry sailor,

Come into my arms!

The end of life is the continuation of life...