It was already late at night when the two hugged each other.

Roselle lay flat on the bed, panting slightly.Seeing a hint of red on the sheets, he was a little surprised.

Martha got up wrapped in quilt and picked up a pack of thin cigarettes. There is a crisp "ding" sound, igniting the fire.

It was a pure white kerosene lighter.

"So you smoke, it seems you haven't..." Before he finished speaking, he was stunned, and then realized that the two of them didn't meet many times.

"You look like an emotional she-cat," Martha taunted.

"Well, you don't seem to be a casual person." Roselle was a little complicated.

After so many years in the art museum, she is still in perfect shape. This is more than just self-care.

How could she trust him so easily?

Martha sat up and touched the scar on Roselle's right eye frame. The scar was long and narrow. She touched it lightly with her fingertips and traced it from beginning to end.

In the dark night, there were only two bright places, one was the candle on the table, and the other was the thin cigarette held in Martha's left hand.

She blew out a smoke ring and said frivolously, "I like this scar."

Roselle was a little throbbing and held her in his arms, "I like this night."

The next day, the two came to the restaurant.

Adams rushed out from the door, "Today's breakfast is what I asked everyone to catch, a huge kidney like Neptune's!"

Dane smiled and said "We prepared this for you, my brother! I made eight different flavors."

"Ah, we actually became brothers." Roselle was ashamed. It was not difficult to see that Dane had gained a lot.

"Please use."

Martha didn't care at all, and sat down to eat breakfast slowly as if nothing had happened.

She was really able to take it up and put it down. Roselle admired her mentality.

"Well, Brother Henry..."

Henry stretched out his hand to interrupt him, "I just hope you can treat her well."

What are you doing?Looking at the people enjoying their meal peacefully, he felt confused in his heart.In fact, he is not the only one who is not calm.

"I'm done eating." Martha took a few bites and then walked out of the restaurant.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Roselle.

"What the hell? What happened?"

Luo Lin: "Brother, are you stupid?"

Carl "Maybe you should catch up and take a look?"

Adams was shocked. He took out a magnifying glass and circled Karl. After confirming that it was true, he slapped the table with both hands and looked down at Russell.

"Did you hear that? This is something even Karl understands."

"Ah, I know, I know, really, we are men on the sea."

Roselle put down his chopsticks casually, walked out of the door slowly, and closed the door leisurely.

Then run.

"This guy, no matter what he is pretending to be, he can run faster than a rabbit."

The more Karl thought about it, the stranger he became, "Were you despising me just now?"

"How could that be? I just think the only thing that should be in your mind is the sword." Adams quibbled.

The wind on the top of the ship was a bit strong.

"Hey, are you okay?

Martha sat on the edge without answering, the wind blowing her hair and clothes.

She jumped down.

When Roselle saw this, the elements of his lower body flew down and caught her in the air.

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

"Just want to go for a ride, because you can definitely catch me." Martha said mockingly.

Roselle was a little irritated and hugged her up, "Then you have to hold on tight."

"Hey, wait...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned into a scream.

The two flew high into the sky quickly, and Martha was hurt by the air current.

She took a look and saw the vast sea below, like the open mouth of a giant beast.

Roselle was flying around, getting higher and faster, and she had no choice but to hug him tightly and bury her head in Roselle's chest.

The two broke through the clouds, and their clothes were a little wet.

"Then here it is."

He materialized and fell downwards with Martha.

"Ah!" Martha screamed.

The falling speed became faster and faster, the air flow became faster and faster, and she was a little out of breath.

When he was about to fall into the sea, Roselle turned into an elemental again and hugged Martha, and released a large amount of oxygen downwards, delaying the impact.

They returned to the Trotter, and Martha lay slumped on the deck.

"Have a nice trip, ma'am."

"You...bastard."

Roselle was a little irritable. He didn't want to test or guess with her.

His road to becoming a strong man has just begun. No matter how much he likes her, he will not slow down his progress because of a woman.

He spends most of his time training his body and abilities.

Roselle said simply and straightforwardly, "Martha, I like you very much. Please stay with me. Whatever you want to do, I will help you do it. Whatever you want, I will get it for you."

Even if he can't do it now, it will only be temporary. He has this confidence.

Martha sat up slowly, "I want to live a good life, away from you villains."

"Don't be crazy."

"Then what nonsense are you asking? I'm yours, just like a piece of clothing, right?" Still sarcastic.

"No, this is different. You are the same person, and the two cannot be compared."

"Pfft, have you ever seen slave trading, treating people as objects? When you buy back the slave girl of your choice, where will I be ranked?

My price is the life of my enemy, so what’s the difference between me and them? "

Really, that’s what you thought.

"Of course it's different, I like you very much, we are... partners, you can do what you want.

I do have blood on my hands and am a veritable villain, but I will not be stingy with my partners. "

"Aren't you good at playing the piano and dancing? I remember that you danced very well, and we happened to be short of a musician.

All in all, you are free and no one will interfere with your thoughts. "

"Musician?"

"Yes, come with me. There are several shamisen in the warehouse. The strings and bodies are excellent."

These good pianos were snatched by Dane in the noble area last time.Roselle took Martha's hand and ran to the cabin.

"Go and notify all available people and ask them to assemble on the deck." Rother ordered a subordinate who was cleaning.

"Yes."

The Trotter is a small to medium-sized sailing ship, and it is more than enough for five people to watch and control it. New members are replaced once a day, and they also need to rest.

Roselle took her to the warehouse.

"This is it. The room on the left is for storing items."

Storage room, treasure room, grain storage, refrigeration, medicine department, and some wood for repair are all complete.

"Try the feel."

Martha was speechless. He carefully picked up the pianos and began to choose.

Roselle looked around and saw two pendants on the central table, one in red and one in blue.

The blue lines are soft, crystal clear, and swan-shaped.The red one is very textured, slightly dirty in color, restrained and dull, and has the shape of a tear.

Roselle's heart moved.

He picked up the dirty red tear and reached behind Martha.

Martha was startled. Is this guy planning to be here...

Roselle put on the necklace for her.

"Huh? What is this?"

What a strange material.

"It matches your temperament very well, you snarling wild cat."

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