"If I'm not mistaken, that's the captain on Enke's head!" Barry stopped adjusting the sail ropes and looked at Paul standing on top of the sea beast, baffled.
"It's the captain." Wayne stared at Duge as if looking at a god spirit, his lips dry as he murmured, "Not to mention him becoming the Pirate King, even if he now says he is Poseidon himself, I wouldn't doubt it for a second."
"Poseidon incarnate, Poseidon incarnate." The parrot Wendy excitedly hopped back and forth on his shoulder.
"He couldn't have already slept with Selma, could he!" Marsha's eyes widened in disbelief, "Why can he command the sea beast Enke, when Enke is clearly the pet of the Sea God…"
"..."
Vito's brow furrowed deeply.
At this moment, he suddenly couldn't figure out whether Duge was really a native or just another contender.
Because none of the keywords matched up with his actions, Paul seemed to truly be under the protection of Lady Luck, succeeding in whatever he did.