Morning the next day.
Nine thirty.
A three-masted, four-story ship, about two hundred meters in length, departed Kastra Town from the harbor.
On the deck, on the third floor, in a ten-square-meter cabin near the stern, Merlin and the other two were staying.
The cabin was not large.
Or rather, it was small.
There was only a low bed that could just fit three people, and a combined bathroom and toilet within a compartment near the door.
But fortunately, the cabin was reasonably clean, and the sheets and bedding had the scent of disinfectant and sunshine.
These three hundred thousand Belli hadn't been spent entirely in vain.
This passenger ship wasn't without better accommodations, but... that would cost extra.
More expensive than the ticket price itself.
Therefore, following Yol's suggestion, they didn't waste any more money.
At this moment, standing by the cabin door's window, Merlin could see the land that had already receded through the one-meter-diameter window.
Just then, Lami squeezed in front of Merlin, her hands gripping the windowsill.
Standing on tiptoe, her little head, with its soft, shiny milk-tea-colored short hair, poked out the window to look outside.
Lami's gentle, soft voice rang out:
"Brother Merlin, how many days will it take us to get to Sea Swallow Island this time?"
Merlin ruffled Lami's small head in front of his stomach and said with a light laugh, "Three days if we're fast, four days if we're slow."
"A bit long," Lami mumbled softly. "I thought it would only take a day or two to get there!"
Yol, having finished tidying the beds, came over and leaned next to Merlin, looking together at the land growing farther and farther away.
"We've finally left that land to embrace our new life."
With a hint of emotion, she turned to look at Merlin, her smile gentle.
"Thank you, Merlin."
Merlin tilted his head in confusion. Yol's lips curved upwards, her full lips appearing playful at that moment.
"What? Shouldn't I thank you? Without you, I would have died there..."
"Stop right there," Merlin chuckled. "Such a pretty mouth shouldn't be talking about dying all the time.
Be careful not to corrupt Lami!"
"That's right, Brother Merlin is right."
Lami poked her head out at this moment and nodded seriously at Yol. "I don't like Sister Yol talking about dying.
Sister Yol is so kind, she'll live to be a hundred, no, a thousand years old!"
Merlin's lips curled up. "A thousand years? Won't you be a turtle then! You little rascal, Lami, how dare you call Yol a turtle!"
Saying that, he put his hands under Lami's armpits and instantly lifted her, spinning her around, saying cheerfully, "Apologize quickly, or I'll pin you on the bed and spank your bottom."
Lami giggled, "Brother, I was wrong! I'm ticklish, hahahaha!"
Watching Merlin and Lami play, a touching smile appeared in Yol's eyes.
"Only at times like this can I see that liveliness in you that belongs to a fourteen-year-old boy! Usually, you have the habits of an adult."
"What are you talking about, Yol?"
Putting Lami down on the bed, Merlin sat on the edge of the bed, holding her nose with his right hand and shaking it back and forth playfully. Hearing her words, he turned and asked Yol with a smile.
Lami, beneath him, puffed out her cheeks indignantly, huffing, "Brother Merlin, don't pinch my nose, you'll flatten it. A flat nose is ugly."
Yol chuckled, shook her head, and came over, rescuing Lami from Merlin's grasp. She shot Merlin a playfully chiding glance, "You can't be so rough with girls."
Merlin, sitting on the bed, turned and lay down, smiling as he said, "I treat everyone the same, regardless of gender."
Yol put her hands on her hips and said helplessly, "If you're like this, no girl will like you in the future!
Do you want to be alone for the rest of your life?"
Listening to her helpless words, Merlin wore a completely indifferent expression.
"Even based on looks alone, there will be plenty of beautiful women throwing themselves at me in the future, so you don't need to worry about it, Sister Mother."
Yol's lips twitched instantly. Her face darkened, and she couldn't help but look at Merlin's face again. But she had to admit, this guy really did have a handsome face.
His facial features were perfectly proportioned. Even though he was still young, his sharp brows, high-bridged nose, thin lips, and dark, bright eyes that held a sharp glint.
All these characteristics indicated that what Merlin had said was possible.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of inexplicable restlessness, as if his heart were being scorched by flames.
At this moment, Lami sat up, propped herself up on Merlin's chest with her left hand, and blinked her eyes as she studied Merlin's face, smiling cheekily.
"If Brother Merlin is ever unwanted in the future, I, Lami, will reluctantly take you in!
Even though my brother always told me not to play with you, Lami didn't want to listen to him.
Because Lami felt that brother was just throwing a childish tantrum with you. Lami even heard brother cursing you behind your back once!"
Merlin reached out and poked Lami's forehead, his gaze becoming subtle.
"Law? That kid badmouthed me? Is he that vengeful? It's not like I did anything when I went to your house to treat him before. Seeing his arrogant face, I just kicked his butt.
I apologized afterward too.
And I even treated him to a giant ice cream that cost five hundred Berries each!"
Lami's mouth gaped slightly, and she quietly ground her teeth in dissatisfaction.
"He never told me. Bratty brother, hogging all the good stuff."
Yol watched Lami and Merlin's closeness with a gentle gaze and sighed inwardly, "It seems I need to teach Lami some things about girls."
Meanwhile, In another port town not far from Kastra Town, there was a bustling seaside town called Spider-Mers.
Here, in the southeast corner of the town, there was a garbage disposal plant by the sea.
This was a secret stronghold of the Don Quixote Family in the North Blue.
There were over ten giant chimneys spewing thick smoke and waste gas every day.
The area was littered with household waste and large amounts of construction debris.
At this moment, Law, hugging his knees and wearing thin clothes, sat on the ruins of construction debris, staring blankly at the distant sea.
He had been with the Don Quixote Family for ten days.
"Mom, Dad, Lami, I will definitely avenge you, I will."
"Law? Why are you here again?" At this moment, a girl about eight years old, wearing a dark blue dress with a small white apron tied at her waist, appeared.
She had black hair that reached her waist, a delicate and cute face, and a yellow butterfly hair accessory on her head.
The girl stood with her hands on her hips, complaining with dissatisfaction, "They've already finished breakfast. Hurry up and come eat. I still have to come find you, you big idiot."
Law's eyes turned fierce as he suddenly turned his head and glared at the girl. "Baby-5, shut up! Who asked you to butt into my business? Get lost!"
The girl called Baby-5's eyes instantly welled up with tears. Frightened and feeling extremely wronged, she took a step back and ran off without looking back.
"I'm never calling you for meals again. I hope you starve to death, you big dummy."
After watching the girl run off wiping her tears, Law's fierce expression calmed down. He looked at the pale scars on his arms, his gaze becoming somewhat lonely.
"I won't die. I still have a great revenge to exact!"
However, at this moment, an annoying figure suddenly appeared in his mind, a big scoundrel who "bullied" his sister every time he visited their home. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"I managed to escape, so what about you? Laplace. I hope you can survive. After all, I don't want you bullying my Lami in heaven."
Thinking of this, he quickly shook his head, a hint of hesitation in his eyes. "He'll probably go to hell, right? That guy doesn't look like a good person.
Better not, let him go to heaven!"
Law's mood unconsciously improved. He stood up, patted his butt, and hurried in the direction Baby-5 had gone.
He had to eat quickly, or those scoundrels would start teaching him Cultivation soon.
If he didn't eat enough, he wouldn't even have the strength to resist.
In a short while, Law passed through piles of ruins and arrived in front of a tall, old building surrounded by construction debris.
This was the Don Quixote Family's base in this port town.
The sea was calm and peaceful.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
For these two days, the three of them spent most of their time in the cabin, though they sometimes went on deck to get some fresh air.
During these two days, the journey was very peaceful, and they did not encounter any sea scum like Pirates.
Deck.
Merlin rested his arms on the ship's railing, gazing at the boundless, fiery red sea in the distance.
It was illuminated by the fiery red sunset, making it look as if it were ablaze.
Occasionally, unknown large fish would leap out of the sea, and the faint, salty sea breeze blew through the air.
He was in a very good mood.
The Equipment Slot in front of Merlin faded away.
The Synchronization Value of the two [Equipment] increased by another one percent these past few days.
They reached 13% and 8% respectively.
He clenched his fist, feeling a subtle change in his body.
His body felt lighter.
"How much Synchronization Value is needed to gain a specialty for acquired equipment?
15%? 20%? Or 50%?"
The Equipment Slot currently offered no clear information on this matter.
Merlin would have to figure it all out himself.
However.
"Lately, the influence of the [Lynx] on me has become increasingly 'severe'."
As soon as daytime arrived, Merlin would find himself dozing off intermittently, only to become energetic again at night.
Merlin knew this was because lynxes were nocturnal creatures.
Therefore, Merlin had been sleeping for most of the day these past two days, and at night he would do physical training in the ship's corridors or exercise his Abilities through self-harm in the restroom.
"Yo! Little Brother Merlin. What are you doing out here alone enjoying the sea breeze? Isn't your sister with you? Want a smoke?"
A sailor from the ship approached him, offering Merlin a cigarette, but his eyes darted around.
As if he were looking for someone.
Merlin didn't take the cigarette. Firstly, his heightened sense of smell made him dislike this former habit from his past life.
Secondly...
"Impure motives," Merlin glanced at the gloomy-looking youth beside him, whose clothes were clean, and said calmly.
"Besides, do you think you're as good-looking as I am?"
Upon hearing this, the youth's face, rough and darkened by prolonged exposure to the sun and wind, instantly stiffened. He glared at Merlin with ill intent.
"What do you mean by that? You can't just judge a woman by her looks when pursuing her! Is there something wrong with me wanting to be your brother-in-law? Miss Yol is the most beautiful sight on this ship right now!"
"Her smile is gentle, she has a great figure, and she's beautiful. I admire her, is there something wrong with that!
Miss Yol is a goddess!"
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