Little Fox

Elsewhere, on a small island in the New World.

"Let me go, let me go! You bastard, let go of me already! Give me one more chance, and I definitely won't fall into your hands..."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes. But do you really think I'd give you another chance, little fox?"

Inside the empty bar, a group of pirates who had been on edge had turned into ice spikes, despair showing in their lively eyes.

Dark whiskey rippled in the glass. Though this was clearly a summer island, it was now exceptionally cool, exuding a bone-chilling cold.

Beside the seat, the purple-haired girl who had been tied up like a rice dumpling kept struggling. Every now and then, she exposed large patches of fair skin toward the bar, her expression pitiful and charming.

"Hey, could you loosen the ropes a little? Leaving marks on a young girl's fair skin is a sin..."

Her youthful, lovely curves were especially dazzling, yet no matter how hard she tried, the figure at the bar never turned around, as if he were particularly fond of that watered-down whiskey.

Seeing that seduction would not work, her bright black eyes rolled as another plan formed in her mind.

"Handsome big brother~ why don't you let me go? How about I give you all the treasure I've collected over the years?"

"I've been a thief for seven or eight whole years, and I've saved up quite a valuable stash. As long as you untie me, I'll take you there and get all the treasure out. What do you say?"

Her voice was sickeningly sweet, but the man still did not turn around, as though her words had never reached his ears.

After waiting for quite some time, Carina, unable to suppress her anger any longer, flopped onto