Warning

Francesco sighed and said, "When I was Bartender on another ship in the first half of the year, I met pirates. They were among the passengers. There were more than ten people. They took control of the engine room and Boiler Room from the beginning, repelled the crew's counterattack, and waited until the pirate ship approached.

"Thank you Mother Goddess. They are just searching for property from cabin to cabin. As long as they don't resist, they will not be harmed. Of course, the beautiful Lady and men are not in this range. You can't expect the pirates to have a high moral level."

Lumian took a sip of the mint-flavored Absinthe and smiled slightly, "Aren't they worried that there are people like Great Adventurer Gehrman·Sparrow among the passengers on the boat? When they encounter such a strong person who is unwilling to hand over money, they will also directly grab it?"

Francesco was a little stunned by Lumian's question.

After a while, he replied, "Being a pirate always involves higher risks, doesn't it?"

"That makes sense." Lumian nodded in agreement.

Francesco continued, "Nowadays, many merchant ships will hire retired navy, maritime adventurers, and professional mercenaries to provide protection. They are very powerful and can deal with disturbances on the ship. They can also make pirates scruple and have room for negotiation.

"This has happened to a merchant ship before. The pirates had the advantage and controlled the ship, but they felt that the Sailor team led by several adventurers would suffer heavy casualties. They did not attack the defense line by force. They just negotiated a protection fee and then evacuated. They did not steal the goods or search the cabins."

Lumian laughed aloud:

"If I were a pirate, I would set up a security company in Gati Port to provide mercenaries who are familiar with maritime conditions. If they are willing to hire, I will earn a labor fee. If they are not willing to hire, I will just start robbing. No matter what, I will always make money."

Francesco looked at the man in his twenties with black hair and green eyes in shock, and muttered, "You are not an undercover pirate, are you? And the maritime power is chaotic, can you protect the person who hired you Subordinate from being robbed by other pirates?"

"Hey, that's why I've always disliked the sea. It gives me a greater sense of security to have my feet on the ground.

"Praise the earth, praise Mother of All Things!"

A pure Feynapotter person who believes in "Earth Mother"... Lumian asked funnyly, "Since you don't like Sea, then why are you still on the ship as Bartender?"

Francesco's expression becomes more and more exciting:

"Don't you think it's romantic to have such an independent kingdom floating on the sea with little contact with the outside world? When you meet a beautiful Lady here, you will feel that there are only two of you left in the world, and only each other can rely on."

Your ultimate goal is to find an affair? Lumian Sometimes you really can't understand Feynapotter and those Trier people who are similar to them.

At this time, Francesco pointed to a round table:

"That is Philip, the security director of 'Flying Bird'. He claims to be a retired officer of Sea of Fog Fleet. He has destroyed many pirate ships with cannons and personally captured many pirates carrying wanted warrants."

Lumian followed Francesco's fingers and looked towards the hall illuminated by many kerosene chandeliers.

At the round table on the side, there are a group of men and women gathered around. Surrounded by them is a middle-aged man with light Golden short hair, Eyes light blue hair, a face with weather marks, and who looks neither serious nor deep.

This man named Philip was wearing a dark blue and white woolen crew uniform, holding a cup of Lenzqi, and said in an obvious showoff tone, "When I served on the Saint Martin I met 'Queen of Disease' Tracy. At that time, she was just 'Vice Admiral Disease'. Gee, she is indeed the most beautiful woman above Five Seas...

"Let me tell you, if you really meet Great Pirate, don't worry. I know them all and have a certain friendship. We can at least negotiate...

"Haha, don't ask why the naval officer has a relationship with Great Pirate. You don't understand many things at sea, and it's best not to understand..."

The men and women surrounding Philip listened attentively, and from time to time they exclaimed in admiration for the important person the other party knew or for some wonderful adventure story he told.

At some point, Philip's left hand had wrapped around a young girl's waist, but the other girl didn't try to get rid of her. Instead, she looked shy.

Lumian withdrew his gaze and said to Bartender Francesco, "Does he really know so many Great Pirate?

"Is he really a retired military officer from Sea of Fog Fleet?"

Francesco had just finished wiping a cup, spread his hands and said, "Who knows?

"But since he became the security director of 'Flying Bird', we have never encountered pirate robbery in the five times we went out to sea in the past few months. I don't know if it's just luck, or if he really knows a lot of pirates and can identify them as lurkers at a glance, so he warned them in advance."

On Five Seas, which was plagued by pirates, the probability of not encountering pirates on five consecutive long-distance voyages was not high... Lumian once again turned sideways and looked at Philip, whose face was rough and red, with many traces of wind and frost.

He couldn't tell whether this person was Beyonder, let alone which Sequence he might belong to. He could only judge from the physical details that the person had indeed been at sea all year round.

Lumian concentrates and simply observes Fortune of Philip.

Then bring some Blood-Colored.

Future There is a possibility of fighting and injury for a period of time, but it will not endanger life...Lumian frowned slightly, drank up the Absinthe in his hand, and asked for another cup of Lenzqi.

Not long after, Philip left Bar with a rosy face and the girl he had around her waist.

Lumian secretly "tsk", shook his head and said, "You Intis people."

After a while, music with a strong rhythm sounded in Bar. Many guests stood up, rushed to the open space in the middle, and danced to Twist.

Lumian held the strong drink and swayed gently to the rhythm, as if he was immersed in such an atmosphere.

Ever since he discovered that those Evil God Gift-Bearers were plotting something big, he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time.

Now, Hostel Plan is in the form of Past, and the tracing of "April Fool's Day" Core Member cannot begin until it reaches Santa Port.

This is a rare vacation time.

After guessing that Ludwig should have his second midnight snack, Lumian put down his cup and left the Bar room on the deck.

Along the deserted stairs, listening to the whining of Sea Breeze, when returning to First Class, Lumian suddenly whispered, "Termiboros, is there any way to identify the Beyonder on the ship and the passengers disguised as pirates? I want to come one by one and warn them one by one to make them calm down and not affect my enjoyment of the journey."

If there are really those who are unwilling to listen to the warning, "007" can help collect the bounty, and the Beyonder Characteristic they extracted can also be exchanged for money!

Termiboros's majestic and layered voice echoed in Lumian's ears:

"There will be a solution when you become Half-God of Fate, or change to Pathway."

Without waiting for Lumian to respond, the sealed Angel added:

"If you carry the residual aura of Alista·Tudor and are slightly Corruption ed by '0-01', you really have to warn those people, but you will most likely induce Calamity."

You mean, I am the biggest Calamity, just take care of yourself? I wanted to rectify the dark world of "Flying Bird" and ensure that Journey is happy. Lumian heard what Termiboros meant, and had no choice but to give up.

At this time, "Flying Bird" had fallen into Slumber. Lumian was walking on the solid floor and heard a slight creak and a faint cry.

Somewhere on this ship there seems to be a Women crying sadly.

Lumian is no stranger to this kind of thing. When he first arrived at Golden Rooster Inn, he often heard the object of Charlie's admiration, Miss Ethanisse, crying like this.

"There are suffering people and sad people everywhere..." Lumian grew up under the influence of the writer Older Sister, and occasionally has a literary and artistic side.

He shook his head and walked back to his room First Class 5.

Lugano had already slept in the servant's room. Ludwig put on Pajamas, pajamas, and Nightcap, waiting for his midnight snack.

Lumian sighed and began to take out the easy-to-preserve foods from "Traveler’s Bag".

He was very happy that he had replenished his inventory again at Gati Port.

He roughly estimated that raising Ludwig requires 100 Felkine in food expenses every day, which is almost 40,000 Felkine a year. Regarding this, Lumian is still a bit headache - Ludwig can eat up all his current savings in two years.

This makes Lumian have to wonder if Baron Brignais breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Ludwig was really lost.

After putting away the food for the two midnight meals in advance, Lumian simply washed up and lay down on Master Bedroom's Bed.

With the feeling of gentle shaking, his spirit gradually relaxed and Past slowly fell asleep.

At six o'clock in the morning, Lumian woke up on time, feeling refreshed.

All the food on the table has been cleared, and Ludwig and Lugano are still sleeping.

Lumian Open the window, breathe in the fresh air, and simply move your body.

It was almost seven o'clock when he heard the doorbell jingle.

I made an appointment for breakfast to be delivered at 8:30... Lumian opened the door and saw Blond Hair, the blue-eyed, weathered-faced "Flying Bird" security director Philip.

The middle-aged man who was laughing and joking at Bar last night had a serious face and said coldly, "I have confirmed that your Identity Documents is fake."

How did you confirm it? Why did you specifically review our Identity Documents? Lumian didn't think there was anything unusual after the three of them boarded the ship.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, frowned and asked, "You want to blackmail us?"

Philip looked at the living room and said seriously, "I don't want to know who you were before, and I don't want to care about what you will do in the future. I just ask you to be calm and honest during 'Flying Bird', enjoy Journey, and don't do anything excessive, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Really confirmed that we have a problem... How did this guy do it? He is really capable, not as frivolous and simple as he appears... Lumian responded calmly with an attitude of never admitting it, "I don't understand what you are talking about. Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Philip looked at him deeply for a few seconds:

"Just you understand what I mean."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the end of the aisle.