Near afternoon.
After Crane asked me various questions in the form of interrogation that I managed to answer smoothly about why I needed protection, we met with the thugs they recruited at the port near where the ship was docked.
This time, I was asked to tag along because we would sail with them together to scam or protect, in their dictionary, the sailors with 10 ships.
There were a total of 6 thugs, composed of 4 men and 2 women. But something unexpected happened. All of them were bruised except for a single woman with short white hair at the back of the crowd, wearing better armor than the other thugs.
'What's she doing here?'
I looked at that woman who wore a black armored dress in contrast to the other who wore dirty leather armor. That… Even if she dyed her hair white, I recognized that she was Isabelle.