Being a good person, truly no need to leave a name (Seeking recommendation votes)

"Um... we didn't know what happened either. We only noticed that the Hoof of the Soaring Dragon brand was gone when we took off Elder Sister's sleeve, but the four large black characters 'Norse Was Here' were extremely conspicuous."

"Oh, what a strange phenomenon—and deed. But don't worry, Elder Sister. Those words were written with edible fruit jam, and they're already slowly coming off. Just soak in the Pool of Falling Flowers, and they'll wash away completely without leaving any trace!"

Gorud and Sonia had no idea who had done this. What mattered most now was thanking the unknown good person who had not left a name—or perhaps heaven had finally opened its eyes and erased Elder Sister's slave mark.

Thus, the two sisters had no way of knowing that Hancock's heart was already filled with raging fury.

Who told Norse to leave the four words "Norse Was Here" on the body of a dignified Empress?

Did he really treat someone else's back like some tourist attraction or historic landmark?

Fortunately, Hancock did not explode in front of the innocent sisters. This had nothing to do with them, and it was better that they did not know. Otherwise, the humiliation and shame would only make her feel more ashamed. Some things were fine if no one knew about them, but once too many people did, it became terrifying—enough to make one wish they were dead!

Despicable... truly unforgettable! Norse, just wait for your death!

Hancock snorted inwardly, then took a deep breath and looked at the two sisters. "Check your own bodies. Have your marks disappeared as well?"

"Yes, Elder Sister!"

The two sisters nodded, thrilled and excited as they hurriedly checked the slave marks on their bodies.

"It's a miracle, a real miracle! Elder Sister, look at our naked bodies! Aren't they perfect?"

"Hehe... they're gone, they're really gone! Say, what exactly happened to us?"

The two sisters were overwhelmed with emotion, tears streaming down their faces.

"Wuwu... if I ever find out which good person saved my wounded heart, then just like those people in the legends, even if I have no way to repay him, I can still give myself to him—even if it means violating the rules of the Land of Women."

"That makes sense. Sonia, I completely support you this time. We truly cannot forget such a debt of gratitude. For the three of us sisters, it is simply too great." Gorud nodded solemnly, but she seemed to recall something.

She suddenly cried out, "Wait, could this have been Gawain's doing? I remember his sun ability seemed to have a healing effect. But perhaps I'm overthinking it. After all, I've seen his ability before. There's no way it could completely erase marks and scars that have been on our bodies for so long. Usually, all he can do is tend to rare flowers and plants, or save ferocious beasts that have only just been injured."

"That's right! And Norse has become more and more irritating lately. Anyone who falls for him definitely has something wrong with their brain. Even if, by some one-in-ten-thousand chance, it really was him, I'd immediately take back what I just said. There's no way I'd ever give myself to him."

"That's true. Come to think of it, that bastard Norse still owes us a Sea King dish."

"Yes, yes, and a full deep-sea caviar meal." Sonia nodded, in an excellent mood.

As Hancock listened from the side, she somehow felt awkward, especially at Sonia's words—anyone who liked him definitely had something wrong with their brain?

Could it be that I like him? Th-this... how could that be possible? Hehe... Hancock muttered softly, mocking herself inwardly.

"Elder Sister, what did you say?"

The two sisters immediately turned toward her in unison, as though they had heard Elder Sister mention liking someone.

"Oh... I know. Could it be that Elder Sister shares our thoughts? Does she want to give herself to the good person who saved the three of us sisters?"

"Don't spout nonsense, Sonia. You know, if Elder Sister truly had the same thoughts as us, then it would definitely be our shared savior—the heroic man who truly rescued us from suffering!" Gorud said with great seriousness, but her expression gradually fell.

It was truly unfair. The heroic man who had saved them had been ambushed by the Marines three months ago, suffered grievous injuries, and ultimately died from them.

"Enough. You may both leave now. Do not mention tonight's matter to anyone," Hancock said. Fisher Tiger's death had always weighed heavily on her heart.

"Yes, Elder Sister."

"Then... do the citizens still waiting outside the city in the middle of the night no longer need to wait?" Sonia asked timidly.

"Handle those matters as you see fit. Do not come disturb my bathing time again!"

More than ten minutes earlier.

Norse flew swiftly through the darkness from above, drawing no one's attention, and returned to his own bed.

Although the place where he lived was not on the upper levels of the palace, it was on the very lowest floor.

The upper floor was where Hancock currently handled government affairs, while the third floor was the fragrant place where the sisters bathed and relaxed.

"Ah-choo..."

Lying spread-eagled on the bed, Norse sneezed several times. Without thinking much of it, he fell into a deep sleep.

Doing good deeds did not necessarily require leaving one's name behind, just like Uncle Lei.

In truth, Norse was practically that kind of good person—someone already rare even in a pirate world like this!

In the middle of the night.

A black figure appeared outside Norse's door, sneaking around with a large kitchen cleaver in hand before suddenly bursting through the door.

Inside the dark room.

A red python—Norse's pet snake, Red Pipi—was curled up in the corner, trembling throughout the entire incident. Using its infrared senses and sense of smell, it witnessed everything as though it were right there.

Red Pipi was terrified and did not dare resist on behalf of its master Norse's bed, because the person who had entered in the middle of the night was Meisaluo's mistress. She was a terrifying, savage woman.

Besides, Red Pipi liked Meisaluo's snake of the same kind and had always dreamed of their perfect union, so it decided to play dumb!

"Norse, on this dark and windy night, I shall give you a little gift in return—a deep, blood-drawing exchange!!!"

Hancock had come in casual clothes. She swiftly flashed to the bed, raised the cleaver in her hand, and wildly hacked down at the bedding.

Within seconds, she had definitely chopped it dozens of times.

Then, without worrying or even checking the result, she flashed away and vanished from the room.

She caused no other major damage and made no great commotion. The room looked as though nothing had happened at all.

"Ah~~ My bladder hurts so much!"

Still half-asleep, Norse let out a groggy cry.

He was relieving himself beside the palace stairs outside. After finishing, he felt his little brother relax considerably. Then, clutching his pants in a daze, he returned to his room and lay down on the bed, quickly falling asleep again.