"Can I collect the bounty?"
At those words, Jorgi's expression stiffened slightly.
The room fell silent for two or three seconds before the bishop scratched his graying hair. "You truly are a practical man, Mr. Rayleigh."
Sifa replied shamelessly, "I'm not the only one who's said that."
It was the first time the diocesan bishop had encountered someone so "practical." After all, every gentleman or lady he had met before had held devout faith in the Lord of Storms. They could not, and would not, bring up anything related to money before him.
If they did mention it, it was definitely about donations!
As for Sifa—
As long as he could get the bounty, he could be even more "practical."
He had been busy rescuing Danitz last night, with neither the time nor the mood to take some "evidence" from the two great pirates to prove that he had taken them down.
On second thought, he had used the Storm Talisman, which indirectly proved that the matter was connected to him. The Church of Storms should be able to act as a witness and testify for him, allowing him to claim a bounty.
Thus, early in the morning, he had come to the Church of Waves with great efficiency.
Jorgi laughed heartily. "Don't worry. Your efforts will certainly be rewarded. At the latest, you'll receive the bounty you deserve this afternoon."
"By the way, did you see Flame Danitz aboard the Big Eater last night?"
Of course.
He should be sleeping at the hotel now. Sifa nodded candidly. "I saw him. He was imprisoned in the interrogation room aboard the ship. I originally wanted to hand him over to the Church too, seeing as he's worth 3,000 pounds."
"Unfortunately, I used too much dynamite aboard the ship. By the time