Chapter 458 - 24. Late Night Communication
"I’m sorry, it’s my fault."
On deck, Isabella emerged with her swollen face and humbly bowed her head to the crew member she had earlier clashed with, issuing an apology.
Pahetz looked surprisedly at Alagina standing beside her and then at Fisher who had also come up from below deck, cradling his hands. Only after confirming his gaze did she coldly glance at the crew member standing behind her being scolded, gesturing for her to respond.
In truth, Pahetz’s look didn’t reach the crew member’s eyes. The crew member just stared at Isabella’s swollen cheek, gently touched her own freshly cut short hair at the back of her head, and then, with an equally unnatural expression, uttered a "sorry."
Watching her squeamish behavior made Pahetz irritable, making her roar like an angry bear,
"Why so quiet? Are you even a woman? Speak louder, until I hear you!"
"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!"
After Pahetz gave the crew member’s back a fierce pat, the force seemed to release hidden shackles within her, causing her to close her eyes, straighten her posture, and shout "sorry" several more times.
Fisher, who was still leaning against the mast in the distance, watched the atmosphere there become lively again. Yet, he remained, repeatedly mulling over the words Isabella had said to him earlier, as the void of golden color continued to spread chillingly in his heart, unaware of when Alagina had approached him.
It took several seconds before he belatedly realized that Alagina had been silently watching him all along. His contemplative expression faded as he turned and asked her,