Day three.
Finally, the Queen set sail again.
Aboard the deck.
The crew heartily drank the limited supply of rum, now breeding green algae, still savoring the taste, singing loudly.
It was still the "Song of Pirates."
Days of sailing without mishaps on the vast sea were always so monotonously uneventful.
Of course, no pirate would foolishly hope for mishaps.
— Plain and dull was preferable.
To put it nicely, this was called being unadorned and simple.
Inside the cabin.
Yi Lin had already changed into Alice's bustier, having to get used to another shape again, which was incredibly uncomfortable.
There was no helping it, being a woman was really tough.
Ruth silently massaged Yi Lin's sore shoulders by her side.
In the upper right corner of Yi Lin's Apostle Panel, the "Abundance" BUFF had appeared long ago, but Ruth's technique was so skilled that Yi Lin couldn't bear to make her stop. She closed her eyes to rest, peacefully enjoying it.
At this time.
