"Then let's begin."
Murphy reached out his hand toward Babro. The Bloody Captain, with his peculiar mustache and manly full beard, revealed a sinister smile. His lips curled back to expose bared teeth, and his eyes glowed crimson like a ravenous beast.
Their hands clasped together, signifying the start of a small but fateful wager.
Behind him, the seductive and alluring Deputy Claire pulled out a peculiar silver long-barreled hunting rifle and handed it over to her captain with both hands. With a teasing glance, she rolled her eyes at Murphy and whispered:
"It's been years since anyone dared to gamble with Babro—such a rare sight! You probably don't know my Babro's other nickname on the Misty Sea..."
"Haha, don't frighten these two young men, my love."
The Bloody Captain shrugged, caressing the barrel of the silver, long-cylinder revolver rifle slung behind his back. His gaze flitted to Murphy and Andre, and he said meaningfully:
