Danitz stood excitedly at the bow of the fishing boat, waving his arms at the giant ship in the distance. After a while, the Golden Dream lowered a small boat. Four sailors rowed over and quickly pulled alongside the fishing vessel.
"Hey, boss!"
One of the sailors, wearing a triangular headscarf, an open-collared shirt, and cropped trousers, shouted.
It seemed these were the Fourth Mate's subordinates.
Danitz could no longer hold himself back. He jumped straight off the fishing boat, landing steadily in the small boat. With a cheer, he high-fived each of the rowing sailors like a victorious warrior returning home.
"Who are they?"
Another sailor asked hesitantly, his gaze falling on the fishing boat.
Only then did Danitz remember the two "guests" behind him. He gave a light cough and introduced them:
"They're the captain's guests. Don't slight them. Bring them back with us."
Though his tone was calm, he could not hide the joy between his words. He carried himself with the smugness of someone who had finally become the master.
Watching Danitz, who seemed as if his tail had risen into the sky, Angel chuckled and jumped down from the fishing boat as well.
To prevent anyone from recognizing her on the way as the wanted criminal worth 12,000 pounds, Angel used "Falsehood" to make a slight disguise. Black hair, brown eyes, a round face—she was still beautiful, but retained only thirty percent of her original appearance. Behind her, Klein was still dressed as Gehrman. At that moment, he was gazing into the distance at the Golden Dream, from which a wisp of steam rose, seemingly studying the pirate ship's construction.
Only after everyone looked toward him did the cold-looking, expressionless Adventurer pick up his suitcase and step into the small boat.
"Did you figure anything