Chapitre 335: New Starborn

At Seafare.

Inside a random inn, a bushy-bearded man with dirty clothes sat alone in a dark room. His only company was a bottle of rum and a half-broken chair, which he used to sit on.

He was the captain of the ship that brought Ambrose to Borneo Island. He was also an unfortunate victim of Mars and his fate-stealing magic.

He didn't only lose all of his crew, his reputation, and his future.

Nowadays, he was notorious for being nothing but a useless drunkard. His wife and kids left him, and none of his former friends wanted to assist him in getting back to his feet.

Whenever he tried to go alone to fish, not a single fish wanted to bite. It was as if he were cursed by the sea gods.

Sometimes, he sat on the boat for three days just to not get a single bite.

"Cursed…" He groaned and dropped the bottle of rom down to the ground.