"I am in this garb to make them loosen their guard".
"Oh? Are you trying to wring out information from them? Then count me in.. barf" Vangeane was all excited and ready to do this. However, being ready and being seasick were two different things.
Silvia sighed exaggeratedly. She waited patiently for the other sailor in the distance to move away. Just when they were gone, she approached the sailor who was keeping an eye on them.
"Hello, mister sailor. This is quite a splendid ship, does it belong to your captain?"
The sailor who was pretending to mind his own business, was shocked by the girl suddenly approaching him. It needs to be mentioned that even though petite, Silvia was quite a beauty.
The sailor who was called out, fell for her beauty and started opening up to her.
"Haha, i-indeed it's a splendid ship; however, it does not belong to us. It's a pity."
A pity? Silvia noticed some unusual words in his sentence.
"Then who does it belong to? The knights?"
