"What happened?"
After returning to the cabin, Bai Ina asked Loxi, who had already returned before him.
Loxi shook his head and said softly, "I'm not too sure either. I only heard Master Cook mention that the nearby Naval Base had received a report: a merchant ship suspected of transporting contraband had docked at some Mountain-whatever. Our fleet happened to be nearby, so Vice Admiral Momousagi ordered our Sixth Ship to investigate."
"Mountain-whatever?"
Bai Ina's brows furrowed slightly, and a strange sense of familiarity rose within him.
"Oh, right. Here's your liquor. I just got it for you!"
But before Bai Ina could think of anything, his train of thought was interrupted by the flask Loxi handed him.
Taking the flask, Bai Ina could not be bothered to dwell on it anymore. He was just a kitchen helper now; there was no need for him to worry about certain matters. If the sky fell, the tall ones would naturally hold it up.
There was no way it would hit someone as short as one and a half meters...
At that thought, Bai Ina's mouth twitched again, and his eyes instinctively flicked toward Nico Robin, who was sitting on the bed reading.
As though sensing Bai Ina's gaze, Robin looked up and glanced at him. The corners of her lips immediately curled into a sneer...
"..."
Bai Ina's face darkened, and he lifted the flask to take a huge gulp.
Loxi watched from the side with a baffled expression, unable to understand what had happened between the two of them.
Still, if Loxi knew, he would probably ask Bai Ina one question...
Just how large was the area of your psychological trauma now?
"Lieutenant Colonel Leo, what exactly is Dance Powder?"
The warship's meeting room was already packed with people.