Chapter 66: Tiger’s Request
Shakky had had her fun and wasn't about to keep teasing the hot-blooded young red Fish-Man any longer. With a smile, she turned to Brook, waiting for her captain's praise.
"You've really gotten the hang of those combat tools! As a 'reward,' I'm doubling your physical training."
Brook had noticed that Shakky was becoming a bit too reliant on her Jet Boots and Wind Knot in battle. Lately, she seemed almost obsessed with them. The only solution was to physically correct her course.
"Captain Brook! How could you?! Not only do I not get a reward, but I'm also being punished?!"
Shakky pouted in protest. Just as she was about to unleash her Wind Knot on Brook, Redfield let out a crackling burst of lightning. Though he remained smiling, the unspoken warning was clear. Shakky clenched her fists, her cheeks puffing out in frustration.
These men were all bullying her—a weak, innocent, and pitiful girl! If only she were strong enough to teach them a lesson!
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Fish-Man Tom dragged the battered and bruised Tiger back onboard. The crew's doctor, Crocus, immediately stepped in to treat his injuries. While tending to him, he also nonchalantly drew a large vial of blood.
Watching this, Den felt a chill run down his spine.
"Oh, don't mind me," Crocus said with a professional smile. "It's just a habit. I'm a doctor, after all. A little blood work helps me develop better treatment plans."
'The hell it does!' Den internally raged. 'What kind of blood test needs a syringe that thick?! It's as big as a damn arm!'