"Ugh! Cough cough cough... Ah! We're free!"
She gagged twice, then, with light steps, she grabbed Illa's arm and moved forward. She had a blissful expression that said, "I have no regrets in this life," and she was overjoyed to have set foot on land.
The woman with the beautiful curves casually rubbed against Yinla's arm, making the surrounding pirates stare in disbelief... Yinla subtly pulled her arm away, shifting to a position where she wouldn't be trapped, and then took the initiative to support Xilina so that she wouldn't fall to the ground while swaying.
“Mr. Yinla, it seems everyone here recognizes you.”
As Satanye said this, she looked around, meeting the gazes of the pirates who were observing them without a care in the world... Unconsciously, she had become someone who could accept being looked at by others without any hesitation.
In the past, I would have felt embarrassed and wanted to hide behind someone.
"Aren't you going to cover your face? Just like you did with the orcs before."
In response to Satan Ye's statement, Yinla smiled helplessly, patted the little demon king's head under Sirina's gaze, and said, "It's no use. Even if they don't recognize me, the monster residents of Hazlosa will recognize you... and then they will know who I am."
Satan Ye blinked, realizing why everyone around her was staring... She'd initially thought it was Yinla attracting attention, but now it seemed they were all about the same level of attention-grabbing.
They are all very famous.
"In short, we'll stay for a day, resupply a bit, and then set sail."
As Yinla said this, he turned to the three siren leaders and asked, "Aren't the siren alright staying on the ship? Shouldn't we let them come ashore to rest as well?"
In a typical fleet, although a few teams of people would stay on board in rotation, many would eventually come ashore to rest... It doesn't feel quite right for only the leader to disembark.
"Them? They should be swimming by now..."
The Naga leader shrugged and said, "For us, the sea is much more comfortable than the shore... that's why there's a pool for sleeping in our three rooms."
If that's the case, then sirens really are a race well-suited to be sailors...
"I see?"
Satan Ye, who was also hearing this for the first time, blinked at Yinla and asked, "But that elf also wants to stay on the ship. Won't she get bored? Mr. Yinla, do you know why?"
Yinla shook his head... He wasn't anyone to the elven girl, how could he possibly know the specifics?
Hey, sis.
The Naga leader beckoned to the merman pirates who had gathered around, asking for directions: "This is our first time in Hazlosa. Where is the ship manager? We need to buy some bread and water."
The mermaid pirate didn't respond, but simply pointed in a direction... There was a small house at the far end of that road.
Thanks.
The mermaid didn't respond to the Naga leader's thanks, but instead stared intently at Yinra until the group had passed by, at which point she finally let out a long sigh of relief...
Facing Illa head-on is definitely a bit of a challenge for the monster.
...
"How much would it cost if Danshui and Bread filled two standard cabins on those five ships over there?"
In response to the Naga leader's question, the old man who was taking notes in the small hut stopped writing, glanced at the five ships in the distance through the small window, and quoted a price three times the normal price.
The Naga leader didn't seem to have any objection to the price; she nodded in agreement... After all, prices were relatively higher in Hazlosa.
Because many pirates can only resupply in Hazlosa... After all, pirates are pirates, most of them are wanted criminals, so many ports will directly offer them magic.
It's practically a monopoly.
"..."
After writing down the locations of the ships that needed supplies, the old man who was making the record looked up at the newcomer... He glanced around and noticed Yinla watching quietly. To his surprise, he dropped his quill on the table.
Is that Yimra?
It seems they recognized Yimra...
The old man looked quite sentimental. He looked in the direction of Yinla, thought for a long time, and then said with a sigh, "I wonder if you still remember me... I am Larian, Larian Stan."
Yinla, who still looked like a boy, frowned as he recalled the name before finally realizing something and saying, "Brother Stan?"
It seems strange that a man who looks to be in his sixties or seventies is called "brother" by a seventeen-year-old boy... However, judging from their ages, the two are actually of the same generation.
"You still remember? ... How nostalgic! Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye."
As Larry Stan said this, he stroked his beard and said somewhat sadly, "I'm so sorry, I really know nothing about the path of a professional. Illa, you haven't changed at all."
He can still recall himself in his twenties, playing with ten-year-old Yinla and other kids... However, back then, Yinla didn't participate in the games much, preferring to stay alone and read books.
Sometimes, when balls or other toys get stuck in trees, we have to ask Inra to find a way to get them down...
"I'm the one who should be apologizing..."
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