Vasen unconsciously reached for his sheath, but he decided against drawing his sword when he noticed that everyone else was casually bringing their luggage on deck.

Theone Itimo said, “It doesn’t seem like your first time seeing an Ogre.”

“Why do you think so?”

“Normally, when someone sees an Ogre for the first time, they become so frightened that they can’t even think about pulling out a sword.”

“I grew up more roughly than one would assume.”

“This is our ship’s first officer.”

Vasen stood up straight and said to Hwae-Sa, “Nice to meet you, Ogre. I am Vasen Lak Orazen.”

“Nice to meet you, Lizard.”

Vasen didn’t expect the Ogre to notice he was royal. Rather, he found it refreshing that the Ogre classified him by his species. The Ogres that Vasen knew rarely did so.

Hwae-Sa said, “I, I am the first officer.”

“Do you not have a name?”

“I did, have a name. But I, the first officer, didn’t like it, so I abandoned it.”

Vasen was about to ask if First Officer would be their name then, but Theone gave him a look, so he didn’t.

“It’s my first time seeing an Ogre riding a ship. I don’t think it’s common.”

“Why, do you think so, Lizard? You, you are riding a ship for the first time, aren’t you? And, the first time seeing an Ogre work onboard a ship, right?”

Vasen was thrown off by the unexpected logic, but he hadn’t made...