Dressed like a cowboy, Ace extended an invitation to the young man in green pirate clothes before him.
"Well, meeting like this has to mean something. Want to leave with me on my boat?"
At Ace's invitation, Deuce gave the so-called boat a dead-eyed stare.
"Isn't that just a wrecked coffin lid?!"
Even with his limited knowledge of shipbuilding, Deuce knew that miserable little boat was unusable... How had this guy even made it to Sixis Island alive...?
From Ace's account, this was his first time at sea. He knew nothing about sailing and had been swept here by the waves.
Ace proposed that they escape together, but they had neither materials to repair the boat nor food. The trickiest obstacle was the surrounding currents; paddling by hand or relying on a favorable wind simply wouldn't get them out.
As Deuce methodically explained what they would need to do to build a boat capable of escaping, Ace's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
"Hey, want to help me? Let's build a boat and get out of here together! With you around, it'll be like having a hundred men!"
-Reckless... but very polite. He didn't listen to a word anyone said, yet he was brimming with enthusiasm.
That was Deuce's first impression of Ace, especially when he said Deuce was worth a hundred men. Having always doubted himself, Deuce felt a slight stirring of interest.
"There's a bay over there where driftwood and wreckage pile up! I'll show you!"
Ace didn't listen to what Deuce was about to say next. Eager to build their boat, he raced ahead.
Having finally found another living person, Deuce could only follow him to the other side of the island.
As they passed through the dense forest, Deuce faintly heard strange noises among the branches and