captain migraine

Caesar was not angry when he was compared to a fish. With a slight smile on his lips, he casually glanced at the small fish swimming in the wooden box, looked away, and then used an understatement attitude as if The spring breeze said gently: "My memory is better than you imagined, perverted fisherman. For example, in order to save a bucket of fresh water and a worn-out second-hand bed sheet, you wanted to put me back to the seaside in the original position, let me... that word How should I put it, ah, yes, it will die on its own; for example, you have sneaked into my lower abdomen countless times while I was sleeping, thinking that I was sleeping soundly, but how do you know that it is not a sensitive spot of a man? There may be reactions if you touch too much; another example... I still remember that you have your own exclusive room on my Stormrage, but now I turn a blind eye to make you look like a wandering monkey It’s like sleeping in my bed all night; you are a slave but you still want to keep a pet. For your little pet Zhizhi, I spent [-] gold coins; finally, I have to appreciate that the day under the table -"

McGarr: "...Okay, shut up."

The man smiled, and leaned against the table in a different posture. In McGall's view, this was a posture that symbolized victory.He leaned sideways at McGarr, paused and then concluded: "It seems that I am very kind to you."

McGall: "..."

This is unreasonable.

……

Under Caesar's command, McGarr and Leoza honestly cleaned up the messed-up captain's lounge—it's not like they didn't protest against such unfair treatment. , the reason given by the captain was "You hired him, and you had to clean up the things he broke at the time", but for Leosa, the reason given by the captain was more simple and rude, "If you don't clean up, I'll get you off the boat." "—

Whose ship is the boss, so on the Stormrage, Caesar has the final say.

Uh, on board the Wasp...

McGarr believes that the reason may change at that time, and "whoever owns the ship has the final say" may become "whoever is the elder has the final say", so even on the Wasp, Caesar still has the final say.

Long live Caesar.

In order not to be kicked off the boat, Leosa squatted on the ground and scolded while helping his half-brother to pack up the overturned treasure boxes. They need to be reclassified, a box for limited edition gold coins, a box for jewelry, precious daggers and muskets must be put together, and those top-quality sapphires and rubies cannot be confused——

The broken glass shards in the carpet were picked up by the little slave lying on the ground and doing a little carpet search. In his lounge, Caesar usually likes to walk around barefoot, in order to prevent his not-so-delicate dog His paws stepped on glass shards, and McGarr lay on the floor with his butt pouted and searched for a long time with his five-point-three eyes——when he got up from the ground after picking it up, his back hurt so badly that he couldn't straighten up, and he pointed at the old man. Leaning against the dog nose of the man who squinted and smoked, he wished to throw the handful of glass scum in his face like a goddess, and Comrade Walrus said angrily: "I'm the one who treats you so fucking well." !"

In this regard, the captain responded, only a lazy word and a long ending sound, translated into Chinese, not counting modal particles, only two words——

"I'm touched."

Finally, when the shifted table was about to be moved back to its original place, Caesar reluctantly moved his hand.When everything in the captain's lounge was restored to its original state, under the terrified gaze of McGarr, the man walked around the room with bare feet, walking around the room with bare feet, and then announced "It seems that there is no glass slag."

Megal was moved to tears, and hurriedly invited the captain back to his throne like a little eunuch.

The wooden box was placed upright in the middle of Caesar's desk, and the three sat down around it upright, discussing "how does this work?"

Caesar was silent.

Leoza thinks that this is the mermaid's seedling. If you raise it up and let it lead the way, you will naturally find the mermaid's hometown.The captain sneered with a cigarette in his mouth, obviously he didn't plan to find the Fountain of Youth until he lost his teeth——

"Do you think we are all cursed to become immortal and have a lot of time to spend? Only Margarita and Margarita..." Pointed Leosa's nose in the air, the captain The adult laughed mockingly, "Of course, you can ask Margarita if it's another form of curse that you haven't grown any taller for so many years."

Leosa hates people attacking his height the most.

If it weren't for the wooden box on the table, he didn't seem to hesitate to throw the table in Caesar's face.

The two of them stared at each other across the desk for a while, and then turned to McGarr—the amber pupils were indifferent and cold, and the golden eyes were extremely hot. McGarl thought that he had met the legendary ice and fire double. sky.

So he shook his head and answered honestly: "I don't know."

After two seconds of silence, the captain, who obviously never had any hope for him, calmly announced that he would discuss after lunch and retreat.

As usual, Caesar was very fussy. In his opinion, eating should be in the place to eat, so he went to the special dining place on the ship alone.Leosa wished to stick to Megal every second, so after being warned by Caesar that this is not allowed and that is not allowed, he succeeded in "I will go wherever Megar goes", but Megar himself did not know He found two pieces of bread from somewhere, and as soon as Caesar left, he sat in the captain's big armchair smoothly.

An hour later, Caesar returned from lunch.

Kicking open the door of the captain's lounge, just seeing the scene inside, was enough to make him fly in anger.

Leosa was in front of the desk, basking in the sun and sleeping on all fours, whistling loudly like a fluffy stupid cat.And his little slave was sitting on his chair with his chin propped on one hand. The black-haired young man lowered his eyes. The sunlight came in from behind and formed a faint halo on his head. Starting with the bread in his hand, instead of stuffing the torn crumbs into his mouth, he threw them into the wooden box with a blank expression.

Caesar had no idea how many times McGarr had cycled in this position before he returned.

He only knows that he rarely sees fish that starve to death, but he is definitely tired of seeing fish that are starved to death.

"what are you doing?"

The man's face darkened immediately, and his amber yellow eyes became even darker. He strode up to the desk and slapped McGall's hand away hard, with a slap that made both of them stunned.

But soon, McGarr reacted.Except for the slight stupefaction at the beginning, the expression on his face remained the same. He raised his head, and his calm eyes slid down from the man's face, and then stopped at the waist level with him, where a dagger was hanging. Ghost Killing—Since Caesar took this dagger out of the treasure chest a few months ago, it has never been put back. It is either held in Megal's hand, or hung on Caesar's waist.

Leosa woke up at some point, squinting his golden eyes, silently staring at the scene in front of him, and then the red-haired boy smiled meaningfully, expressing his joy.

Under Caesar's hesitant gaze, McGarl raised his hand and yawned for a long time. He stood up, patted his numb buttocks, glanced casually at the statue-like man, and continued to say : "I can't bear it to death, what's the hurry, I just fed two bits of bread crumbs."

The man quickly glanced at the wooden box, and there were indeed only two small bits of bread crumbs floating on the water surface, and that transparent little fish emerged from the water, popping its head up and down, biting quickly.

McGarl got out of the way, let Caesar sit back in his seat, and then climbed into bed to take a nap—in the swaying and stuffy cabin, he was in a daze, and saw Caesar take it down from the bookshelf. There were many thick books, and those books had obviously not been read for a long time. Under the sun, the dust raised up almost covered the man behind the halo.

McGarl didn't know when he fell asleep.

When he awoke, night had fallen.On the deck, the band that has been playing throughout the day has stopped playing, as if the drunken joy of the sailors that has been in his ears does not know when it will disappear—this at least shows that the time is already late enough for him to miss dinner time .

The surroundings are very quiet, only the creaking sound of the oil lamp hanging on the cabin roof can be heard as the ship shakes.McGarl moved Leosa's arm from his waist and got up from the bed.

At some point in the captain's lounge, oil lamps and candles were lit. The dim light was not dazzling but barely enough to illuminate everything around.There was a tall man standing behind the desk. He was bent over, propping the desk with one hand, and was looking down at the thick book spread out on the desk with his head down.There is a piece of parchment in Caesar's hand, on which he recorded something, well, he must have written it himself, because he still holds a quill in his hand——

The wooden box containing the small fish was still in the man's hand. Judging from the man's calm expression... the fish was still alive, and he didn't let him die.

McGarl vaguely remembered that Caesar was in this position before he fell asleep.

He got up, and when his bare feet stepped on the carpet, he was stunned by the slight pain. He raised his feet, calmly pulled out a small piece of glass shards from the soles of his feet, and wiped the blood , Throwing the glass shards in his hand to the bottom of the bed, he walked to the desk silently, still barefoot.

"woke up?"

The person behind the desk didn't look up, but made a sound before McGarr approached him.His voice was hoarse and low, obviously because he hadn't spoken for a long time, and he didn't even take a sip of water.

McGarl was stunned again, and it took a long time before he answered as if he remembered it.

"Move away," the book in his hand turned another page, "You are blocking the light."

The Walrusman dragged another chair over to the other side of the desk, and sat down—at which point Caesar glanced up at him, then quickly returned to his work—

Mai Jiaer saw him busy for a while, thought for a while, and asked, "Have you asked Zhi Zhi?"

"I asked, and she said she didn't know."

"Have you found any clues?"

"No."

"Have you eaten?"

"I didn't eat."

"Sleep?"

"Look again."

"It won't be dawn tomorrow?" McGarl sneered and activated the taunting skill.

Caesar finally raised his head, looked into the smiling black eyes of the young man, and said slowly, "I can't sleep."

"Blind dick bullshit."

McGarr cursed in a low voice, and then stretched out his hand to grab the man's quill, obviously expecting him to do this, the man retreated faster than anyone else, the quill was sharp The tip of the sharp knife slashed across the palm of the walrus officer, and the wound stretched across the entire palm. The wound turned white at first, and then became red and swollen. Blood gushed out from the wound immediately, and the bright red blood flowed down the wrist.

"Hey," McGarl glanced, and said painfully, "Look at your sins, I've cut off my lifeline, you bastard."

Caesar didn't answer him, McGarl paused, then raised his head to find that the man's eyes were fixed on the wooden box as if possessed.

McGarr clicked his tongue, followed his gaze and stretched out his head to look——

Only then did he realize that a drop of blood accidentally dripped into the wooden box during the action just now.

The strange thing is that the blood dripping into the wooden box did not smudge, instead it solidified into a small blood-colored ball floating on the water like something else, and the transparent little fish , also swam up from the bottom of the water, at this moment, as if eating bread crumbs during the day, poked his head, and used his head to arch the drop of coagulated blood in one direction.