The captain and crew of the Undutiful Son weren’t particularly patient by nature. They unhesitatingly showed their true colors the moment the ship left the harbor and entered the vast sea.

“H, how? I’m sure I used enough to put everyone to sleep for two days?”

Seon-Hyeok smirked when he heard the captain hesitatingly speak after trying to attack the guest cabins.

“I have a friend here who’s a bit sensitive to smells.”

From the moment he got on board, no, rather, from the moment he arrived at Rugenburg, Seon-Hyeok never let Atiya out of his sight. Thanks to this, they were able to recognize the sleep incense the captain used and blow it away from their quarters.

“We surrender! We surrender!”

The captain immediately surrendered upon realizing their plan had gone astray. Seon-Hyeok was almost taken aback by the abrupt change in judgment.

“Shouldn’t you draw your blades and try to struggle a little bit?”

“We neither plan to, nor want to. Please forgive us.”

It was evident that the captain already heard the rumors of Seon-Hyeok’s fight on land. Otherwise, the dozens of sailors would not have surrendered so readily against a party less than half their size.

“We won’t try anything else, and we will take you...