You're Tough, Aren't You?

When the last barrel of fine wine had been moved into the Wavebreaker's hold, the captain made a gesture. The sailors promptly pulled in the planks fixed to the ship's side and let the Intis merchant vessel depart.

This merchant ship, which had set sail from Intis for Bayam, was loaded entirely with wines produced in Intis, most of them red wine.

At sea, any kind of alcohol was welcome. Thus, when the captain announced that this batch of wine would be kept for the Wavebreaker's crew to enjoy themselves, the sailors erupted in cheers.

Next, Ken called Sifa and the others into the captain's cabin.

This was where Ken Angus worked. A carpet covered the wooden floor, and nautical charts, compasses, and other items lay scattered across a table.

"You did well today. You successfully hijacked a merchant ship and gained valuable experience for future pirate operations." Leaning against the table, the captain delivered his opening remarks.

Quincy looked toward the window and muttered, "I'd rather not have this kind of experience."

Ken pretended not to hear him and continued, "Although the other side surrendered so quickly that your takeover of the ship was far too easy—easier than I expected."

"However, since I said that you would pass the assessment if you successfully hijacked a vessel, congratulations. You now hold the rank of Second Lieutenant in the naval records."

"Now that you have officially become members of the Wavebreaker, I need to understand you more thoroughly. Tell me about the digestion of your potions."

Quincy was the first to speak. "I've completely digested my current potion. If there's a Sequence 7 potion, I can advance immediately."

*Is he taking stock of us? I can use this chance to mention it. If I become an official Pyromaniac sooner, then like