"Onai?" Plisson looked down at the blond boy.
"Captain...you woke up so soon." Onai looked up at Plissen and showed an awkward smile.
Plissen did not speak, but directly used the Root Eye.
A golden light that no one else could see shone on Onai through the black eyepatch on Plisson's left eye. As the golden light shone, some green light spots surrounded Onai, but these were only Plisson's. One can see.
"Sure enough." Pleasant was right. Under the illumination of the purpose of the source, non-supernormal people will not show any light spots, while supernormal people will show little bits of light. As for the favored ones... they will show their light. What came were some green light spots surrounding the body, which were the divine power revealed outside the body. This is also the conclusion Pleasant came to when he was often bored and used his Root Eye as a searchlight, accidentally scanning it on himself or others.
Almost as soon as the result was obtained, Pleasant once again enabled the root purpose detection function. Although this function can effectively detect the target's information, although it has some side effects, it is indeed very useful.
Name: Onai White
Current rank: Intermediate mage
God's Favorite Talent: [Purification]
It removes a single continuous effect on a living body and applies a therapeutic effect. It cannot be used multiple times in a row, and cannot be used on multiple living bodies at the same time.
This guy...a mid-level mage? Pleasant was a little surprised. The identity of this boy's God's Favorite was already a bit incredible to him, but now he has the identity of a spell caster, which really puzzled Pleasant.
Such a young mid-level mage can definitely go to the Royal Academy in Columbia, the imperial capital, to study at this level. You must know that the number of spellcasters is far less than that of warrior professions.
The role of a mage on the battlefield is much greater than that of a knight of the same level. Similarly, it is much more difficult to become a mage than to become a knight. People without talent cannot become spellcasters.
One of the most powerful mage Plisson knew was probably his old friend, Count Ikanard, who died at the hands of Vitor.
When an old guy was as old as Onai, he probably didn't know where to hook up with a little girl. Not to mention an intermediate mage, even a junior mage was in trouble.
"What happened last night? Am I drunk?" Plisson suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked Aunai calmly.
"Captain, you were drunk last night. You drank more than half a bottle of Phoenix in one go. You were mumbling some words that we couldn't understand. In the end, the first mate and I took you back to your room."
"Um...I should have just had a sip. I was so happy that night that I accidentally drank too much." Plisson explained, and then continued to ask, "It happened last night. Are you doing these or anything else?"
"No......"
"You seem to be hiding something from me, such as...your identity?" Plissen's blue-grey eyes looked straight at Onai, his gem-like eyes flashing with a faint cold light.
"Captain, I remember what I told you before. I am an orphan and have no other identity."
"Really? Maybe the identity also refers to other things, such as the identity of a transcendent person, or the identity of a person favored by God." Plisson said lightly.
"Captain...you...how did you know that I am the one favored by God?" After hearing what Plisson said, Onai's performance was obviously a little surprised.
"It's very simple, because you and I are the same kind, and my divine power can easily see through the secrets you hide." Plisson touched the black eyepatch on his left eye, and then continued: "Were you right last night? Did I use your divine power?"
"Yes...my divine power has the effect of clearing a single negative state. I saw that you were very drunk at the time, so I wanted to use this ability to clear your drunken state. After using it, you were still a little confused. , you are cursing, and I don’t know who you are cursing.”
"You don't have to mention the last sentence at all." Plisson coughed.
Hearing what Onai said, he finally understood the whole story.
He accidentally drank too much last night and was very drunk. He might have become a bit drunk. Onai wanted to use his divine power to relieve his drunken state. However, since the effect of purification is to relieve a single continuous negative effect, , the negative impact of the corruption left by Luas obviously has a higher priority than the drunken state.
As a result, the divine influence left by Luas was removed by Onai's divine power, but Plisson was still drunk and unconscious, and did not return to normal until the morning of the second day.
Unexpectedly, by a strange combination of circumstances, this kid actually solved his biggest hidden danger.
"I have a question for you. You are both a God's Favorite and a mid-level mage with a bright future. Why did you come to my broken ship to apply for crew? With your rank and ability, there is no better place than to be a pirate. ."
One problem was solved, and another problem arose. As a favored person and spell caster, Onai was so young and could be called a genius. Why did he come to the Ghost Sheep as a crew member? Is there an ulterior motive? Or is there some other reason?
Plisson waited for Onai to give him a reasonable answer.
"I...want to be a pirate." Onai seemed to be afraid to look directly into Plissen's eyes, lowering his head and whispering.
"Tie Tie, don't fool me. I'm not a bad person. Your ability can be said to have helped me a lot. I'm very grateful to you. If you have any purpose or idea, you can tell me directly." Leeson said helplessly that Onai's reason was somewhat nonsense.
"But I really just want to be a pirate." Onai showed a wronged expression, and his words were sincere, not like lies.
"Well, then you have to give me a reason why you want to be a pirate. We can't just say there is no reason."
"I... want to find someone."
"Who are you looking for? What's your name? And what does looking for someone have to do with wanting to be a pirate?"
"I didn't know his name, I just knew he was a pirate."
"Why would you want to find this person?"
"He is my father. I have not seen him since I became aware of things. My grandma said that he is a pirate who sails abroad and lives on the sea. It is precisely because of this that he has not seen me." Onai said.
"Your father is a pirate..." Plisson was suddenly startled, not because there was something wrong with Onai's story, but because he seemed to have heard this story before.
"I would like to ask, who is your grandmother?"
"Grandma Hetty from the Alchemy Workshop in Red Rose Harbor. She adopted many homeless children like us. We all call her Grandma."
After hearing what Onai said, Plissen's expression became subtle.
There was no other reason. She knew Grandma Hetty. She was indeed a kind-hearted and noble person. She had adopted many abandoned babies from Red Rose Harbor within her own ability.
It's just that she won't tell her young children that she is actually an abandoned baby abandoned by her parents. Instead, she will make up a father who never leaves home due to professional reasons or a mother who is busy and unable to take care of her children.
She describes herself as a person entrusted by their parents to take care of their children, in order to take care of their young minds.
When these children reach a certain age, they will naturally understand this white lie.
But Onai... he probably took it seriously.
"Did you learn your spells from Grandma Hetty?" Plisson asked Onai. He almost believed the other party's words now, because Grandma Hetty of the Red Rose Gang Alchemy Workshop is indeed a high-level The spell casters have also taught those adopted abandoned babies to learn spells. However, due to their talents, most children have difficulty learning basic spells. Only a small number of children can learn a few basic spells and become mage apprentices. .
"Yes, grandma said I was the best among all the children in middle school. He has nothing to teach me anymore." Onai nodded.
"Then you should have told me when you got on the boat. I was worried that you had some ulterior motives." Plisson scratched his head. Now he had basically figured out the matter, "I know Grandma Hetty, maybe you can also You can use condoms with me or something like that.”
"Grandma said that spell casters cannot tell strangers who they are as spell casters, otherwise they will not grow taller."
"Um...I took the initiative to know that you are a spell caster, so you shouldn't be short of height." Plisson knew how much Onai believed in his grandmother's words, so he took the initiative to cooperate. Go down.
"But actually, it's okay now that I tell you, Captain." Onai said softly.
"Why, didn't you say you can't grow taller?"
"You are my captain, we should...not be considered strangers anymore."
"Of course, you are my crew member."
