Whooo...
Sifa heard the wind and vaguely caught the briny smell of seawater. He struggled to open his eyes, but they seemed to have been smeared with Douningsman Tree sap. The sap of this tree was extraordinarily sticky, like glue. Many seafaring adventurers and pirates coated their cloaks with it so that, when it rained, the water could not seep through and would only run downward.
After several attempts, Sifa finally opened his eyes and confirmed that he was aboard a fishing boat. He was still tangled in a fishing net, his hands and feet tightly bound with rope. He had no strength in his body, as if he had been poisoned.
Ahead of him stood an unfamiliar figure on the small fishing boat. Then Sifa heard himself cry out in a voice that was not his own, "Sabog, what are you doing?!"
Sifa immediately understood that he was dreaming again.
He was inside Abrio's "memory."
The person ahead turned around. He was a lean man with brownish-yellow hair and beard, around forty years old. The left side of his face seemed to have been burned by flames, leaving behind an ugly scar.
Sifa immediately remembered him. This was the pirate Abrio had rescued from the naval prison last time. Abrio had intended to use him to get in touch with Nast.
But now, Abrio seemed to have been betrayed by him.
"What am I doing?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"Did you think I'd casually take someone to meet the captain just because you saved me?" The pirate named Sabog looked around. They were in a vast stretch of sea, where the deep waters surged and rolled with the currents.
"This is a good place. No need to thank me. Consider it my gift of thanks for getting me out of