"I wonder... whether there have been any new crew members recruited these past few days."
"Moreover, that dear Second Mate seems to have been quite fixated on my position as First Mate."
"The Third Mate, too, has that chilly look of waiting impatiently for you to fight so he can rise in rank."
"And those crew members with eyes like tigers and wolves, I rather enjoy their untamed demeanor!"
"Really, where does Abraham find such—'talents'!"
"From... the cells in St. Land?"
Having finished reading, Tuck rubbed the paper with one hand.
The magic letter, along with its envelope, quickly burst into flames and fell onto the Magic Cabinet, turning to ashes.
As Tuck walked toward the Soul Shadow next to the Magic Door of the Magic Cottage.
The Fourth Rank Blood Shadow Wizard Robe on the coat rack flew over by itself, wrapping around Tuck.
At the same time, a curtain of shadow fell upon his face, rapidly forming a black shadow mask.
