"What the hell? Am I crazy to team up with you?"

"Go away, everyone here is a nobleman. Who is like you who enjoys making a fool of themselves?"

"Exactly! This competition is all big families here, and I heard there are even descendants of the Three Kings. Am I out of my mind? Even if I team up with someone else, I wouldn't dare go up there and embarrass myself!"

"This [Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain] competition is probably the most prestigious one yet! Don Quixote, I advise you not to go up there and embarrass yourself!"

"......"

A chorus of mocking laughter erupted from the surrounding crowd, and the crowd immediately dispersed.

Only two people remained standing.

A short-haired, round-faced fat man and a man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, wearing round-framed gold-rimmed glasses.

"Brother Pikachu!"

"Brother Pikachu, please help me! This time, I'm sure I can make it to the second half of the race!"

He grabbed the leg of the round-faced fat man and knelt down, begging as if he had no backbone whatsoever.

Pikachu, this is the teammate he tricked into participating in the competition last year.

Unfortunately...

Last year, neither of them made it through the [Wind Zone], while their opponents were already in the latter half of the [Forest Zone]!

"Well..."

"Kede...it's not that I don't want to help you..."

"Even if I cooperate with a powerful family, I wouldn't dare go up there this time... Look at the monsters our opponents are these days... Let's... let's just focus on selling coconut milk..."

Pikachu frantically tugged at his thighs, pulling Don Quixote's hand as he walked, dragging him along like a dragged object, leaving a scratch on the ground.

But... the other party just wouldn't let go.

"Let go!"

Let go!

"Bang!"

Ultimately, it was gravity that pulled Pikachu away from Don Quixote, and it staggered away.

Watching his former companion depart, Don Quixote slumped helplessly to the ground. The nobleman with the gold-rimmed glasses, however, who had remained standing motionless, actually extended his hands towards Don Quixote.

Don Quixote?

"I have long heard of your esteemed name..."

"Who are you?"

After wiping the mud off his body, Don Quixote looked at the nobleman in surprise. The nobleman adjusted his glasses and said, "Me? From the Miller family."

"The Miller family?"

"You...you are...you are the family that treats [ship girls] as research crops?!"

Don Quixote hastily took two steps back, looking warily at the man before him. The man smiled: "I heard that the champion of the first [Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain] competition was from your [Don Quixote] family..."

"I heard that your family's heirloom, the Soldier's Trombone, evolved into a golden ship during the competition... I'm very curious... what skill could possibly enable that?"

"Your competition journey this year seems to be going quite poorly~"

"so..."

"You sign an agreement with me, giving me ownership of [Soldier Captain] for one year! During this year, I'll give you any [ship girl] you want, and any teammates you want, I can give you too..."

"How is it?"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses smiled, his large hand still hovering in front of Don Quixote's eyes.

"you!"

"Get the hell away from me!!!"

"What do you take me for?!"

"I'd rather die than sell out [the sergeant's]!"

With a "slap," Don Quixote flung away the man's large hand, who wasn't angry, only giving a fake smile: "Hey~ nothing's absolute~"

"What do you mean by 'selling'?"

"It doesn't sound good!"

"I'm telling you, it's only been a year. You haven't seen each other for a year, and you've got everything..."

"Believe me, the [Sergeant] will agree to this..."

The devilish tone echoed in his ears, and Don Quixote's throat began to move.

Isn't he tempted?

Of course he was tempted!

Can...

The thought of the girl who practiced with him every day, swaying back and forth with a wooden box, made him realize that the most important thing in his heart was inviolable!

"roll!"

"Get out of here!"

"Even if I don't participate in the competition, I will never give up the [Soldier Captain]!"

Standing up, Don Quixote turned and walked toward his small tile-roofed house.

"oh?"

"Are you that confident, sir?"

"You need to understand, if you don't get a ranking this year, you'll lose your house and your right to live there! But if you agree, it's only for one year... one year, you can live very well, and next year, you might even see an even stronger [Soldier Captain] return to your side..."

"Think about it carefully..."

"you..."

"No!"

"This time, I refused on his behalf!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses was still rambling on when a cold voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Um?"

Almost simultaneously, the man with the gold-rimmed glasses and Don Quixote both turned to look at the source of the sound. Zheng Hao, with a sour face and a villainous look, walked up to the man with the gold-rimmed glasses and said, "You can get lost now!"

"you!"

"Who the hell are you?!"

"The son of the Cloud Dragon King, one of the contestants in this competition!"

"You! You're Zheng Hao! What business is it of yours here?!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses cursed angrily, glancing uneasily at Yun Man behind Zheng Hao.

In terms of ability, the [Fire Cloud Ship Girl] family on this island is quite a force to be reckoned with.

If they help Don Quixote, they might actually be able to prolong his life for a few more years.

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