What?! Our family is descended from an Evil God?!

The darkness and distortion hidden beneath the surface of civilized society, the eerie whispers that only rise in the dead of night!

The day the sea fog rolled in, the world turned into a lon...

Chapter 866: Barbara has a sense of crisis.

"Nude?" Eros blinked.

"Almost. Sometimes stupid books give me the same feeling as that thing called human-machine in the Steam Church." Barbara Cricket said.

Seeing that Eros didn't say anything, Barbara repeated and emphasized: "She's really nothing to look at!"

"Barbara is not worried that I will like Ariana a little more after seeing her appearance?"

When Eros said this, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

It seemed as if he had accidentally found a way to control Barbara.

“No…No!”

"I'm telling the truth. There's nothing interesting about stupid books. Besides...besides, even if you like her more, what does that have to do with me?"

Barbara's face turned red and she shouted back.

"Really?" Eros expressed doubt.

As he spoke, he quietly grasped the white silk ice cream in front of him, and this time Barbara did not rush to pull it back.

This made Eros smile even more.

While Eros was deliberately teasing Barbara, Mitor was leaning against the side of the ship, lazily enjoying the sea breeze, in the sea dozens of miles away from the city of Dowa.

Beside him, the sailor named Fate was chattering about something.

"Have you heard, Randall? The captain said our next destination is the ruins of the Mermaid King's Court near Polo Bay."

"That's the Polo Bay. Will our small pirate group be swallowed up by other big pirate groups if we go there?"

"I really don't know why the captain suddenly wants to explore the Mermaid Court ruins. Polo Bay is so dangerous."

"I think it's good for us to stay near Duolun Island like this. Occasionally robbing passing merchant ships, wouldn't it be a good life?"

"Why would you risk your life in such a dangerous place? I really don't know what the captain was thinking."

Mitol glanced at the chattering young man and sneered in his heart. What else could he think? Of course he was secretly influenced by him.

With his strength, isn't it easy to influence the thoughts of a low-sequence warlock?

The other sailors on his other side couldn't help but burst into laughter after hearing what Fate said:

"Oh, kid, with your guts, how did you come up with the idea of ​​becoming a pirate?"

"Isn't that what we pirates seek? We seek that feeling of jumping back and forth on the brink of life and death."

Fate's face turned red with embarrassment and he stammered, unable to speak.

He suddenly felt as if he was indeed a little unlike a pirate.