In the evening, all the crew members on the Pearl returned to the cabin to rest except for the night duty.

Klein returned to the captain's cabin from the observation deck, detailing the daytime chart.

During this period, Sweet sat across from him, staring at him thoughtfully across the table without saying a word.

Being watched so non-stop, Klein felt a little hairy. After thinking for a while, he put down his pen, raised his head and asked, "You...do you have anything to say?"

Thinking was interrupted, Sweet changed his posture, from resting his elbows on the table to leaning back on the back of the chair, shaking his head.

Klein: "..."

Is it all right?

Sweet insisted that it was all right, and he couldn't get into Sweet's mind to see what he was thinking, so he thought that when Sweet wanted to say something, he would naturally say it, bowed his head and continued to draw his chart.

Unexpectedly, such a simple action attracted Sweet's doubts——

"Aren't you curious what I'm thinking?"

Klein's quill was about to touch the parchment, when he heard the words, "What?"

Sweet looked at him, his expression getting paler, "If Mephides is in front of you now, wouldn't you be more patient?"

Sweet had never noticed it before, until he saw Klein's attitude when getting along with foreign women, and suddenly remembered the two months when he was Mephides - at that time Klein was considerate, considerate and gentle to him. Like now, he is all focused on discovering the new continent, and he is more enthusiastic with any crew member on the Pearl than he is.

Even in some of the closest moments, Klein was not warm enough to him, as if doing those things was just to fulfill his partner's obligations and meet his needs.

Klein was at a loss: "?"

Why did he suddenly jump to Mephides?

Sweet: "..."

Sweet has always been very confident in his charm and trusts his partner enough. When he suddenly had such an idea, he became annoyed at first, shook his head again, and said, "It's nothing, just talking casually."

Klein was skeptical, and lowered his head to scan the chart, but the pen tip couldn't fall down—Sweet always thought that she liked Mephides more, and this even led to the question of whether he liked women more.

No matter how you think about it, that sentence just now doesn't seem like a joke.

He simply put down his pen and said seriously: "In my opinion, you and Mephides are the same person, but at that time your appearance seemed to need more protection and care." He suddenly paused, thinking of some possibility , and asked in a slightly unbelievable tone: "...Maybe, I misunderstood? You prefer me to treat you the way I treat you when I get along with Mephides?"

Thinking of such a scene, Sweet's blue eyes flickered, and said, "Of course not."

Then he smiled, stood up and said, "It's really just talking casually, don't take it to heart. Well, it's so late today—" He pressed Klein's hand suggestively, "—we should also go to rest Bar."

Klein's chart was only half finished, and according to the original plan, he would still be busy for about an hour or two.

But Sweet seemed to have something on his mind—even if he didn't say it, Klein could still tell.

After weighing for a moment, the balance in his heart was tilted towards Sweet, and he held Sweet's hand instead. When he got up and walked around the table, he turned off the genie gas lamp on the table.

After being delayed for one night, Klein spent most of the morning on the next day, finishing up the chart.According to the sea chart, the direction of the hometown of the foreign women was inferred, and the course of the Pearl was adjusted.

The power engine was filled, and the big milky-white ship sailed in a certain direction for a week. On the morning of the eighth day, Klein saw an endless stretch of high city walls from the observation deck.

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