Evil always comes from courage

Caspar Colin looked at Pope Waldo with a tired look;

"I think he should rest for a few days, as the influence of the shadow will make it difficult for him to remember."

Pope Waldo was also a little helpless about this, but he did learn that Alice Letasha kept her promise, and the knife was really in Harrison Hank's body;

"I thought he would calm down a bit when he saw you."

Caspar Colin shook his head, he was not anxious, he was just analyzing carefully;

"After all, there is a shapeshifter down there. On the way here, I heard that he was clamoring to see Alice Letasha after seeing the Farian Cid Knight. Maybe for him, I also have two."

Pope Waldo had to compromise with Harrison Hank, but he could understand the panic caused by this uneasiness and confusion;

"Okay, but please return it to me after you see Alice Letasha. This is not a sacred object that a non-believer should have."

Caspar Colin briefly explained a few points to Harrison Hank on the way. He mainly explained briefly the influence of those sea-born shadows, and told Harrison Hank that before he could remember everything, , he will not take the initiative to talk about what happened before, to prove that whatever he thinks about later will not be induced by shadows, making it easier for him to identify.

When everyone opened the captain's cabin, they were greeted by empty wine bottles. , Pope Waldo retreated directly as if he had expected it. Caspar Colin immediately dodged. Harrison Hank was the first to enter. He had to squat down and hold his head.

The bottle hit the wall and exploded. And what was broken into pieces was Alice Letasha's voice, full of fatigue and anger;

"Damn it, can you let me rest before I rip that holy head off of yours?……"

His voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, and he seemed to fall asleep again as he spoke.

Harrison Hank looked up and had to say that his sleeping state at this time was really hard to describe.

It can be seen that he has put on new clothes and is clean and tidy, but his legs are crossed at the end of the bed, with the quilt behind his back, more like sitting on it. There are two bottles of whiskey on the table next to the bedside, one of which is One bottle has been drunk to the end, and the other bottle is half full.

There was a glass on the table, and there was half a glass of amber wine in it, but for some reason the whole room smelled of alcohol, more like someone had wiped the floor with whiskey.

If he hadn't been convinced that this face looked very much like Alice Letasha, he would have suspected that the person in front of him was the drunkard Laxa Marlowe.

Pope Waldo reached to the side and knocked on the door, not paying attention, rather, he had known this would happen;

"He won't give it back until he sees you."

Alice Letasha struggled for a moment. Without even opening his eyes, he reached out to touch the wine glass on the bedside table. After touching it several times, it was empty, so he grabbed the half-full bottle of whiskey. Then he sat up reluctantly.

He uncorked the wine with sleepy eyes, and took several bold sips directly from the bottle. The strong smell of alcohol made him cough twice. It was rare that he felt a little sober, and then he vigorously He put the wine bottle back on the counter table, rubbed his hair, and looked too far.

When he saw the visitor, he also opened his arms and said in surprise;

"Caspar Colin, it turns out you're fine. It seems you were lucky enough to escape to the Victoria."

Caspar Colin frowned, his tone was serious and slightly accusatory;

"I've been on board the whole time and you deserve to sober up."

Alice. Letasha's eyelids trembled. He had never felt that his eyes and soul would be so heavy and he wanted to sleep forever. He fell down, leaned on the quilt again, and waved his hands casually. He only felt tired and tired. , not wanting to think, drove them away quickly;

"Well, I don't remember, but I will remember it, as long as you don't disturb my rest."

Harrison Hank stepped forward nervously and said sternly;

"Stretch out your hand and I will cut you. I also saw the Farian West Rider on the boat."

Alice. Letasha grabbed a pillow casually, held it in her arms, rubbed her face in it, and tried to block her ears with the pillow, somewhat impatiently;

"Knight Farian didn't get off the ship at all. I still remember this, but it's useless if you cut me. Think of the two dead Caspar Colin."

Harrison Hank seemed particularly at a loss;

"So how can I believe that you are all real?"

Alice Letasha sighed. He seemed to be convinced by Harrison Hank's stupidity and had to show his head again and look at Pope Waldo who had entered the room;

"You can't, but if you have to explain, look around you."

Harrison Hank turned his head towards where he was looking suspiciously. Alice Letasha clapped her hands, picked up the glass of whiskey on the table and drank it in one gulp, then lay down on the bed and turned over. Individually, he praised loudly;

"That’s right, the great Pope Waldo, the strongest holy priest in the sect, an old enemy in the past and an ally today, the holy blessing in your hand is a symbol of his status as the great pope of the main sect, and is only given to those who bear the sect. The most blessed person. The Tree of Sky Light is a sacred object, ah! Anyway, there is no shadow here, so forget it. In our hands, that thing is just a sacred object. Only in his hands can it have divine light."

If possible, Harrison Hank really wants Alice Letasha to sober up, lest his words become so weird and confusing that he can't even understand what he is saying;

"But what if he isn't?"