"Thank you for your advice, ma'am."
Sifa adjusted his hat and asked, "How long will it take us to leave these dangerous waters?"
Without hesitation, Cattleya replied, "If everything goes smoothly, we may leave this sea area in as little as two noons. If we run into trouble along the way, it will take a little longer."
In other words, they would have to get through at least one more night. Hopefully, next time, he would wake up beside the Admiral of Stars. Sifa smiled faintly. "I have no other questions."
Cattleya gave a soft "Mm," then asked, "Do you have a messenger?"
Are you trying to become pen pals with me?
Sifa responded with a curl of his lips, "I do."
The deep violet in the Admiral of Stars's eyes flickered slightly. "I want to establish long-term contact with you. If I obtain Emperor Roselle's diary, I would like to send it to you through a messenger. Likewise, I hope your friend can continue answering my other questions."
Being able to establish a long-term relationship with a pirate admiral—one backed by Queen Mystic, Emperor Roselle's daughter—was naturally not something Sifa would refuse.
"No problem. I'll copy down the messenger's summoning incantation for you later."
"Good."
After finishing that discussion, Cattleya walked away, while Nefi came over. The tall girl seemed to have gotten a little tanner from spending this period at sea, though her complexion was still a healthy wheat color.
Combined with her frequent training, she lacked the delicateness of other women and instead looked valiant and dashing.
"Boss, Mr. Chik doesn't seem to know about the Acting Method. Should we tell him?"
Nefi smelled like hay beneath the sun, fresh and pure. Sifa glanced at her, looking at the girl who was already a head taller than