"Sure enough, even the wine from a tavern on the roadside of Red Rose Harbor is much stronger than Sean's 15-cent bucket of yellow water." Plisson held a large glass of rum in his hand, like He shook the wine glass in his hand in a decent manner.
Although Pleasant is a pirate, his drinking capacity can be said to be extremely poor. He ranks last among the many pirates in Black Crow Harbor. He is good at raising goldfish in wine glasses while others are good at raising sharks in wine glasses.
Judging from his drinking capacity, even if he hung out here for a long time, there would still be some rum left in the glass.
The location where Pleasant is now is a tavern in the Red Rose Harbor. After boarding the pier, Pleasant issued an order to everyone on the Ghost Sheep to move freely for three days, and it was very timely. He handed over some troublesome matters on the ship to Soan and Kalyan.
As for Pleasant himself, he slipped into a tavern along the way, where he planned to have a drink to get rid of the fishy smell caused by the yellow water he drank before.
While Pleasant was pretending to shake the wine glass, a tall and pretty young woman slowly sat down next to him.
The woman was wearing a black gauze skirt. Her appearance could not be said to be particularly good-looking, but she was definitely not bad, especially her pair of affectionate eyes, which seemed to be able to capture people's hearts.
The woman came to Plissen's side, her lips parted lightly: "Handsome man, you..."
"I don't want to buy a drink, I don't want to talk, I have no intention, I'll just sit here for a while and then I'll leave." Before the woman could finish speaking, Plisson immediately refused and automatically stepped aside.
"Handsome boy, are you so unkind?" The woman looked a little surprised. Plissen's appearance and the damp smell on his body made him look like a pirate who had returned from the sea.
Pirates float at sea all year round and spend less time on land, so they spend a lot of money. This is also the reason why she approached Pleasant.
But Pleasant came up with a set of "Don't do it three times in a row", which really meant that he couldn't handle it.
"Sister, I have something serious to do, and I don't have time to fool around with you. That brother over there seems to be easy to deceive. Why don't you join his table and give it a try." Plisson shook his glass as he thought. Drinking rum, he obviously didn't pay much attention to the woman next to him.
"Forget it, that man looks fierce, and he's not half as good-looking as you, little brother."
"Thank you for your compliment, but in terms of appearance alone, I feel like I'm still far behind." Plisson touched the eyepatch on his left eye and smiled rather self-deprecatingly.
"Brother, don't look down on yourself so much. I quite like your appearance."
"Really?" Pleasant took a sip of the rum in the glass, and the self-deprecating smile on his face became more and more obvious.
He slowly stood up and took off the black eyepatch covering less than half of his face, revealing the skeleton inside.
A hideous scar extended from his brow to his cheek. His dim left eye was gray-white, and the wound was surrounded by dense, ugly black spots.
After a few days, the belated corruption finally covered half of Pleasant's face. The sores leaking pus were densely distributed above his eyebrows. The hideous wounds did not gradually heal over time, but instead It is extending more and more outward, becoming more and more terrifying.
"Then look at my appearance now. Do you still like it?"
The woman looked at Pleasant's terrifying appearance in horror, and took half a step back unconsciously.
"I hope I didn't scare you." Plisson put the blindfold back on his face, and then drank the glass of rum on the table.
"The drinks here are good. I will come again if I have the chance." After Plisson finished speaking, he turned and left the tavern.
The woman retreated to the table on the other side, with a slightly frightened look on her face.
Pleasant left the tavern and strolled along the familiar streets. He kept walking along the path in his memory. When he walked around a corner, a wanted notice posted casually on the side of the road caught his eye. .
"A bounty of 120,000 dollars? The Norton Pirates' bounty actually exceeds 100,000. It's gratifying."
At first glance, Pleasant saw the bounty marked in scarlet writing at the bottom of the wanted poster. The eye-catching number really surprised him.
But just when he was about to find out the name of this expert with a huge reward, the name above the wanted poster made Pleasant freeze in place.
"...Pleasant Wilson?"
Pleasant looked at the portrait on the wanted poster in surprise. Although it was a bit sloppy, it did bear some resemblance to Pleasant. However, before looking at the name, he never expected that his head would increase in value so much.
It's rough. This Vitor is indeed the top second generation of Tianying. He raised my head by a full 40,000 dollars in one go. If you have the spare money, why don't you come to Red Rose Port for a luxurious spa treatment? Don't bother me.
Plisson cursed angrily in his heart, and then he secretly pulled down the wanted poster hanging on the wall while no one was around.
For him now, an increase in bounty is not a good thing. In the poor sea area of Norton, the price of an increase in bounty is unnecessary trouble.
Pleasant naturally stuffed the rolled-up wanted poster into his pocket, and then he suddenly felt like he was hit by something.
He looked down and saw a little girl with short blue hair.
The little girl is from Jolsa like Plisson, and her eye color and hair color are somewhat similar to Plisson.
"Sorry, I accidentally bumped into you, sir, I, I..." The blue-haired little girl stood up from the ground quickly. She glanced at Pleasant, who was wearing an eye patch, with a very panicked expression. .
Pleasant was suddenly stunned when he saw the girl's face. He grabbed the girl's left hand in a daze, and then said as if talking to himself: "Xiao Xi..."
"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it." The girl said with some fear.
"Oh, it's okay." Plisson quickly responded and let go of the girl's hand.
"I'm sorry, you look... very much like a relative of mine from the past. I mistakenly thought you were her just now."
The girl said timidly: "Then if everything is okay, I'll leave first."
"Please."
The girl gradually moved away from Pleasant with doubtful eyes, while Pleasant stayed in place for a while. It took him a long time before he seemed to come back to his senses.
"I'm really confused. Even if she is still alive, she should have grown up after such a long time."
"What's more...she has basically no chance of living."
