Classes, huh...
I'd already heard that the Golden Dream had a tradition of holding classes. The Iceberg Admiral apparently enjoyed teaching her crew all sorts of things, which had scared off quite a few people.
Sifa stuffed the hot dog in his hand into his mouth in two or three bites.
But I haven't experienced it yet. Not long after I joined, I was assigned the mission on Yedga Island. Today, I'll finally get to see what it's like.
No wonder Danitz and the others look so listless. Pirates prefer roast meat and booze. As for classes...
After breakfast, Sifa and Danitz went out onto the deck. It had already been washed, and rows of chairs had been set out.
On the other side of the deck, Sifa spotted a stand and a blackboard. It really did feel a little like a classroom.
A short while later, Edwina arrived. The Iceberg Admiral gave everyone a cool glance, then gestured for them to sit.
Sifa sat beside Danitz. Seeing the boatswain's miserable expression as he reluctantly sat down to study made Sifa want to laugh.
Edwina gave a light cough to draw everyone's attention. Without speaking, she picked up a piece of chalk and briskly wrote a line on the blackboard.
"Psychology Alchemists."
"Today, I'll share some basic information about this secret organization to help you better understand Spectators."
Standing beside the blackboard with one hand behind her back, Edwina held a pointer in the other and tapped the words on the board. "Before we begin, has anyone heard of this organization?"
"Flower Bow Tie" Jodson was the first to raise his hand. "They're a relatively new organization that only emerged in the last century or two."
Edwina nodded slightly. "Very good. Has anyone else heard of them?"
Sifa raised his