The beautiful blonde girl slowly regained consciousness, her eyelids fluttering open as she took in her unfamiliar surroundings. She was lying in a cozy room, its walls adorned with simple decorations. As her gaze swept across the room, it settled on a small, pretty elf sitting nearby. The elf had pale skin, striking white hair, and deep red eyes, which were currently focused on a book she was reading with intense concentration.
Sensing the girl’s gaze, the little elf looked up, her serious expression softening into one of surprise. "Ah... you’re awake," the elf said in a sweet, gentle voice. She was so cute that the girl imdiately felt the urge to pat her head.
Before the girl could say anything, the elf’s face lit up, and she suddenly shouted, "That aunty woke up!" Without another word, the elf darted out of the room, leaving the girl alone.
"Aunty?" The girl wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction, muttering to herself, "Not cute at all."
Monts later, the little elf returned, this ti accompanied by another beauty. Unlike the elf, this woman was human, with an air of confidence and a sharp gaze that imdiately commanded attention.
"How many tis do I have to tell you? I’m an alchemist well-versed in potion-making and pill-crafting, not in diagnoses," the woman, Mathilda, said with a shake of her head. Despite her complaints, she approached the bed with a determined look and reached out to check the girl’s pulse.
As Mathilda’s fingers touched her wrist, she glanced at the blonde girl’s face and suddenly gulped, her expression shifting to sothing much less professional. Her eyes lingered a bit too long, and she swallowed hard like a pervert trying to keep composure.
"You go play sowhere else," Mathilda said to the elf, her voice tinged with barely restrained excitent. "I’ll give her a full-body checkup."
Wiping a bit of drool from the corner of her mouth, Mathilda leaned in closer, but before she could proceed, the little elf spoke up, her tone firm. "Brother Tyler warned never to leave you alone with any woman."
Silvia’s words were resolute, and she refused to budge, her red eyes watching Mathilda warily.
Just then, the girl in the bed sat up, her movents fluid and graceful. "It’s alright," she said, her voice soft yet confident. "I can heal myself."
With that, a soft white light began to emanate from her body, spreading outwards until it enveloped her completely. The light shimred briefly, and when it faded, her pale complexion had transford into a healthy, glowing radiance.
"Huh... what just happened?" Silvia tilted her head, confusion etched on her delicate features.
"An angel," soone suddenly whispered from the doorway.
The three turned to see Lily leaning casually against the doorfra, her expression one of quiet amusent. She pushed off from the door and walked gracefully toward the bed, her eyes locked on the blonde girl.
"So, you’re an angel that fell from Heaven?" Lily asked as she reached out, lifting the girl’s chin gently with her fingers. The touch sent a blush creeping across the girl’s cheeks.
"Ah... Lily Onee-sama has ultimate rizz," Mathilda murmured in awe, her eyes practically sparkling with admiration. She bit her lip, wishing she could trade places with the girl in the bed.
"Rizz up too, Onee-sama~" Mathilda suddenly cried out, her arms outstretched as she leaped toward Lily.
In the next instant, Mathilda was sprawled on the ground, a large bump forming on her head. She lay there, drooling slightly, a dopey grin on her face.
"Hehehe... attack more," she babbled deliriously, clearly dazed from the impact.
"Hello... thank you for saving ," Astrid began, her voice gentle and sincere as she introduced herself. "My na is Astrid. I am actually... well, I’m half-angel," she added, a hint of shyness colouring her tone.
"Angel Astrid, we need to thoroughly check your body. Co to my room, please," Mathilda said, standing up with a serious expression.
Lily Gos, overhearing this, couldn’t help but interject. "I know that sort of line. Those face-slapping male protagonists in cultivation novels always say, ’Miss, for your safety’s sake, this one shall share the room with you tonight.’ After that... Well, there is no after that." She mumbled the last part while stepping in to block Mathilda.
Astrid, sensing the playful tension, decided to shift the conversation. "Where are we now?" she asked.
Lily turned to her with a soft smile. "We’re in the middle of the Everblue Sea," she replied.
"Oh... Can I et your captain?" Astrid requested, her curiosity piqued.
"You can, but our captain is a bit busy at the mont," Lily said. "He’s out on the deck selling stuff to adventurers."
On the deck, Tyler was in the middle of a transaction, explaining to the adventurers gathered around him. "Sorry, I don’t have any furniture to sell at the mont," he said, realizing that stocking up on furniture might be a profitable idea for the future. Suddenly, a thought seed to strike him, and he excused himself, heading back inside.
"Mana," Tyler called out as he entered the ship’s interior.
His Ghost Spirit, Mana, materialized out of thin air. "Yes, Captain?"
"Go to one of the rooms we never use and pick up those unused furniture pieces in storage bags," Tyler instructed, handing Mana a copper pot. "And you know what to do with this."
Mana chuckled, understanding his intentions. "You never miss a chance to make money," she remarked before floating away with the copper pot.
Tyler returned to the deck, telling the adventurers to wait. As he did so, Darla approached, bringing a tray of tea. She whispered in Tyler’s ear as she passed him a cup, "The girl has woken up."
Tyler nodded. "I’ll head over as soon as I finish up here," he said, taking a sip of the tea.
"Nice tea," one of the adventurers comnted, savouring the taste.
"That’ll be 100 Lydia per cup," Tyler quipped, causing the adventurers to freeze in shock.
"I’m just kidding," Tyler laughed, enjoying their reactions.
*Surrrrppp*
The adventurers quickly finished their tea and eagerly asked, "Once more!"
Tyler’s eye twitched slightly at their eagerness. These guys are so petty, he thought to himself as Darla nodded and headed off to prepare another round of tea.
After selling the furniture and other items, the adventurers departed in their ship, leaving Tyler to reflect on the encounter.
"I like pirates more. They don’t haggle at all," Tyler murmured, almost to himself.
Darla, who was busy picking up the cups left by the adventurers, paused for a mont, dumbfounded. She knew so pirates had tried to rob them in the past but ended up getting robbed themselves. It was no wonder the captain preferred dealing with them.
Tyler made his way to his office, where Astrid was waiting. As he entered, he offered a warm greeting. "Hello, I am the captain of this rchant ship. Tyler White."
Astrid rose to shake his hand, bowing her head slightly. "Hello. I’m Astrid," she introduced herself, then hesitated before adding, "Uh... well, sorry about falling on you earlier."
Tyler waved off the apology with a friendly smile. "Don’t worry about it. Are you alright?"
Astrid nodded. "Yes, I’m fine now, thank you."
Lily Gos, who was standing nearby, chid in, "She’s a Light Elent User, a natural healer."
"Light elent?" Tyler repeated, surprised.
Astrid nodded again, this ti more confidently. "W-well, I’m half-angel, so I have Light attributes."
"Oh... an angel. That makes sense," Tyler said, though he thought to himself, *Sense my ass.* But his curiosity got the better of him, and he asked, "Wait, angels exist?"
"Huh... yeah," Astrid replied, her tone a bit awkward as she realized how strange it might sound to him.
Lily stepped in to clarify, "Yes, angels do exist. I’ll explain more about it later."
Tyler nodded, accepting the information for now. "Alright. Is there anything else you’d like to say, Miss Astrid?"
Astrid hesitated briefly before making her request. "Mr. Tyler, can I travel with you until we reach Rich Berg Island?"
Tyler looked over at Lily, who gave a nod. "That’s on our route, so it’s not a problem."
"Alright," Tyler agreed, then added with a serious tone, "But before that, you have to tell us—why did you fall from the sky?"
anwhile, inside a pirate ship adorned with ’a silver eye’ as Jolly Roger, the atmosphere was tense. The captain, known for his piercing silver eyes, slowly opened them, his gaze cold and unforgiving.
Below him, a group of pirates knelt in fear, their heads bowed low. One of them, trembling, dared to speak up. "W-we are sorry, Captain. She escaped... But we’re sure she might be dead by now," the pirate stamred, his voice betraying his fear.
His head flew off from his body.
The Silver-Eyed Captain narrowed his eyes, his expression turning even colder. "Just useless speculation," he said, his voice laced with disdain.
The Silver-Eyed Captain glanced down at the picture in his hand, his expression darkening further. It was a picture of Astrid, her angelic features captured in stark contrast to the grim surroundings of the pirate ship.
Captain Silver Eye
Affiliation: Silver Eye Pirates
Bounty: 75 Million Lydia
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