Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily. Thug life is not a dream~> A gun floating in the middle of the boat sang. Joren looked at it with a darkened expression while Kidrith with confusion. "Your weapon… it's bizarre…." there were so many things she wanted to say, yet, this was the first to come out of her mouth. "What's the big idea of revealing yourself to Kidrith after all extra measurements we had just to hide you..!?" Joren snatched the gun and intimidatingly asked, "Are you lying to me?" "They're communicating…." Kidrith dumbfoundedly watched this scene. "If that's so, what are you doing right now?" Joren tightly gripped the gun.