Voyage II: Ibiza

[Shiki]

Enma turned her head away a little, she was a little shocked with Claire's sudden jab, as she did not expect it. Rubbing her nose a little, Loyola considers options of what to do. Good for Claire that Enma values the makeup she just made so slapping or making her cry is really out of the picture for now. Nevertheless, she grins and Claire is not getting away with this, especially not when her subordinary is around. DeFrance already did a lot of damage by removing a wedding ring for... was it 5 times? All in public.

— Oh yes, frogface, that was indeed a masterpiece of diplomacy by the... captain, I don't believe his name worth mentioning. Saying that he should've shot my ship when I approached, calling me addict, threating me and not letting me leave the ship. I've seen how he was treating you, but what's allowed with you is not allowed with me.

Enma looks at Sarita with a smile, just to demonstrate that there's nothing to worry about. Loyola has really tried to play it polite and nice, but the frogface duchess didn't seem to appreciate it. And while there's a sympathy, Loyola is tired of this constant verbal licking of the royal butt.

— Finishing off this idiot fast was quite merciful on my part. I kind of wanted to make him suffer for a bit, but sadly we got no time there. Was it really one of the best officers the Royal Navy had to offer? I mean he looked pathetic from the first moment when I met him, until the very last moment when I discharged three shots into his face.

Loyola then looks directly at Claire, smiling and enjoying herself.

— But don't worry, frogface. The rest of the crew might be good people though, and if they indeed agree to follow you, then we will get them out of here. I won't launch scouts blindly, that's a waste of fuel and time. Not until Sarita will collect and process the data.

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