Chapter 28
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"Does the system hate me that much?" It was really a problem to Pedro although he had a high chance of repeating the same sequence and activating the same progress, like quests and rewards, he had now, It wasn't still a hundred percent.
The probability that he would get the same skills from random skill generators and skill books wasn't the same. He could get a "better" skill or a weaker skill. Considering, that the skill he got was currently one of the best he could combine with his undying cycle, was there any "better" skills he may get than that, he thought.
"Wait what were they saying?" Pedro was not paying attention to Carlos and his brother talking. Suddenly, the big man carried Pedro and for some reason, his energy was like sucked dry instantly and he was having a hard time to move even a finger.
'Curses! Curses! Curses! What are they going to do with me? Madaaaame! Madaaaame Soledad Help!! Masteeeeer!' Pedro cried in his consciousness… He had a feeling, the same to a person who just woke up and had consciousness but his body, like his hands, won't respond at all even at constant struggle… and after only some time would they be able to move a part of their body, like their fingers.
"Why do you think the Vicealmirante would take in an apprentice? Especially now that we are currently on a mission? Wouldn't we get in trouble again because of this, Elder brother?" The big man asked in a deep voice.
"The Vicealmirante's actions are too eccentric to predict. It may take us months to deduce why would she act this way at this point in time, and it would be more efficient to ask her directly, but that won't end well… so we can leave this to her, including the handling of matters with the organization in case we got into trouble because of this…" Carlos responded as they had a casual talk not knowing that Pedro was somehow conscious and was struggling to gain control of his body.
"Right! Right! Yet, I still wonder… what did she saw on this man! He seemed way too weak for me… I doubt he could even pass the BHO entry test and be ranked even as cannon fodder!" He expressed his thoughts openly with a deep voice.
"cannon fodder" rank was the "reserves" rank It was not included in the threat level ranking since these NPCs has zero or almost zero threat level.
They are often seen doing non-magic using works. Majority of this "reserves" rank works in cleaning and sanitation departments, cooking foods, extra manpower in construction and repairs, and at worst a diversion in desperate times of battle, when necessary for the survival of higher ranking personnel or official. Hence, they were called cannon fodders by the majority of personnel and some officials.
"I told you not to call them that! You'll get a beating from the Vicealmirante when she heard you say it like that! Anyway… something must be special with that man that caught the Vicealmirante's eyes! At last years' personnel recruitment event… Of the thousands of the best personnel newcomers, other than Beatrice… who was the daughter of one of the Vicealmirante's "old friends"… no one else was selected to join us… Even the top three personnel who expressed their desire to join us was just ignored… Concluding… Although he is weak now… The Vicealmirante, at the least, saw that this man has potential." Carlos scolded his younger "giant" brother and then telling his inputs afterward…
'Please put me doooown! Excuse meeee!' Pedro struggled to move any part of his body, in his mind he screamed all he can, move his hands and feet all he can, and even tried to slam his head but to no avail. After many attempts, Pedro surrendered like he had lost all his energy to struggle.
…
Minutes later he seemed to have regained some energy to be able to speak…
"Aa… a… a…" Pedro was finally able to make some sound and was able to move his head at his best efforts and looked at the giant man…
"Oh! You'll scare people like that! Elder Brother! He is awake!" The big man carrying Pedro informed Carlos as they stop on the hallway.
"Put him down first Joshua!" Carlos commanded the big man who was carrying Pedro on his shoulders.
"Ok, Elder Brother!" Joshua, the big man, put Pedro down and Pedro started to regain his control over his body slowly.
"How are you feeling mister? We were just about to put you into one of the vacant rooms, as ordered by the Vicealmirante!" Carlos explained.
"I… wasn't… able… to… move… even… a… finger… earlier…" Pedro was barely able to speak. Carlos then, glanced to Joshua with a frown, like asking Joshua 'did you do something?', then, he looked back at Pedro with a smile.
"Is that so? You must have been tired from your journey! Let's choose your room for now!" Carlos responded as Pedro was able to return to normal.
'Too many had occurred, It's no use thinking about things right now… I must settle things with them first! and if possible… get information about the Madame, the ship and the organization!'
"Uhm… About the room selection… Can I select a room nearest to the canteen of some sort initially?" He asked the two.
'Was he referring perhaps about the Bar area?' Carlos was a bit confused and assumed that Pedro was referring to the area where alcoholic beverages were served.
"Unfortunately, all rooms near that area was already occupied…" Carlos informed Pedro.
'Although the Vicealmirante was not a drunkard… her room was the one nearest in the bar area since it was rumored that she was...' Carlos thought inwardly and stopped, not wanting to continue further remembering rumors about her.
"If I may suggest… would you like to occupy one of the rooms near ours? There are still few rooms vacant left … If you'd need something, we can assist you immediately." Joshua recommended in an innocent manner.
"What a brilliant Idea brother!" Carlos praised. With these, if Pedro needed help, they could assist him with ease and immediately. So if ever he wanted to go to the bar area, they could guide him and at best drink with him.
"Let's go with that! It would really of great help!" Pedro also realized that if he had some questions he can ask the two instead of heading straight to Madame Soledad who was the "captain" of this ship and would be busy most of the time.
...
After minutes of traversing and walking through confusing hallways… They finally arrived in the hallway where the rooms were located. The room doors were made of a metal looking crystal and have a mark written on it.
"Is KBR-201 the room number?" Pedro asked as he followed Joshua and Carlos.
"Yes… It means… Karakoa Bedroom for KBR… Floor Level for 2… room number for 01! Ours is at KBR-204!" Joshua pointed to their room door.
"Then, KBR-205 must be vacant?" Pedro faced the room and was about to hold the handle when it suddenly opened and a blonde British looking woman, in her twenties and was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, came out. Both of them was surprised a bit…
"Good evening, Beatrice!" Joshua greeted like a child and broke the momentary silence.
"Oh… good evening Joshua! Who's this man?" She greeted back and asked as if Pedro was some kind of lower life form, just like how nobles see commoners in the past.
"That!" Although Carlos was a bit irritated by how Beatrice acts like a royalty, His irritated mood was suddenly replaced with a realization. 'what was this man's name?'
??? Beatrice gave a confused look. She increased her weariness as if treating them as a threat.
"He… He is the Vicealmirante's Apprentice!" Joshua explained in a childish manner but a deep voice.
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"Does the system hate me that much?" It was really a problem to Pedro although he had a high chance of repeating the same sequence and activating the same progress, like quests and rewards, he had now, It wasn't still a hundred percent.
The probability that he would get the same skills from random skill generators and skill books wasn't the same. He could get a "better" skill or a weaker skill. Considering, that the skill he got was currently one of the best he could combine with his undying cycle, was there any "better" skills he may get than that, he thought.
"Wait what were they saying?" Pedro was not paying attention to Carlos and his brother talking. Suddenly, the big man carried Pedro and for some reason, his energy was like sucked dry instantly and he was having a hard time to move even a finger.
'Curses! Curses! Curses! What are they going to do with me? Madaaaame! Madaaaame Soledad Help!! Masteeeeer!' Pedro cried in his consciousness… He had a feeling, the same to a person who just woke up and had consciousness but his body, like his hands, won't respond at all even at constant struggle… and after only some time would they be able to move a part of their body, like their fingers.
"Why do you think the Vicealmirante would take in an apprentice? Especially now that we are currently on a mission? Wouldn't we get in trouble again because of this, Elder brother?" The big man asked in a deep voice.
"The Vicealmirante's actions are too eccentric to predict. It may take us months to deduce why would she act this way at this point in time, and it would be more efficient to ask her directly, but that won't end well… so we can leave this to her, including the handling of matters with the organization in case we got into trouble because of this…" Carlos responded as they had a casual talk not knowing that Pedro was somehow conscious and was struggling to gain control of his body.
"Right! Right! Yet, I still wonder… what did she saw on this man! He seemed way too weak for me… I doubt he could even pass the BHO entry test and be ranked even as cannon fodder!" He expressed his thoughts openly with a deep voice.
"cannon fodder" rank was the "reserves" rank It was not included in the threat level ranking since these NPCs has zero or almost zero threat level.
They are often seen doing non-magic using works. Majority of this "reserves" rank works in cleaning and sanitation departments, cooking foods, extra manpower in construction and repairs, and at worst a diversion in desperate times of battle, when necessary for the survival of higher ranking personnel or official. Hence, they were called cannon fodders by the majority of personnel and some officials.
"I told you not to call them that! You'll get a beating from the Vicealmirante when she heard you say it like that! Anyway… something must be special with that man that caught the Vicealmirante's eyes! At last years' personnel recruitment event… Of the thousands of the best personnel newcomers, other than Beatrice… who was the daughter of one of the Vicealmirante's "old friends"… no one else was selected to join us… Even the top three personnel who expressed their desire to join us was just ignored… Concluding… Although he is weak now… The Vicealmirante, at the least, saw that this man has potential." Carlos scolded his younger "giant" brother and then telling his inputs afterward…
'Please put me doooown! Excuse meeee!' Pedro struggled to move any part of his body, in his mind he screamed all he can, move his hands and feet all he can, and even tried to slam his head but to no avail. After many attempts, Pedro surrendered like he had lost all his energy to struggle.
…
Minutes later he seemed to have regained some energy to be able to speak…
"Aa… a… a…" Pedro was finally able to make some sound and was able to move his head at his best efforts and looked at the giant man…
"Oh! You'll scare people like that! Elder Brother! He is awake!" The big man carrying Pedro informed Carlos as they stop on the hallway.
"Put him down first Joshua!" Carlos commanded the big man who was carrying Pedro on his shoulders.
"Ok, Elder Brother!" Joshua, the big man, put Pedro down and Pedro started to regain his control over his body slowly.
"How are you feeling mister? We were just about to put you into one of the vacant rooms, as ordered by the Vicealmirante!" Carlos explained.
"I… wasn't… able… to… move… even… a… finger… earlier…" Pedro was barely able to speak. Carlos then, glanced to Joshua with a frown, like asking Joshua 'did you do something?', then, he looked back at Pedro with a smile.
"Is that so? You must have been tired from your journey! Let's choose your room for now!" Carlos responded as Pedro was able to return to normal.
'Too many had occurred, It's no use thinking about things right now… I must settle things with them first! and if possible… get information about the Madame, the ship and the organization!'
"Uhm… About the room selection… Can I select a room nearest to the canteen of some sort initially?" He asked the two.
'Was he referring perhaps about the Bar area?' Carlos was a bit confused and assumed that Pedro was referring to the area where alcoholic beverages were served.
"Unfortunately, all rooms near that area was already occupied…" Carlos informed Pedro.
'Although the Vicealmirante was not a drunkard… her room was the one nearest in the bar area since it was rumored that she was...' Carlos thought inwardly and stopped, not wanting to continue further remembering rumors about her.
"If I may suggest… would you like to occupy one of the rooms near ours? There are still few rooms vacant left … If you'd need something, we can assist you immediately." Joshua recommended in an innocent manner.
"What a brilliant Idea brother!" Carlos praised. With these, if Pedro needed help, they could assist him with ease and immediately. So if ever he wanted to go to the bar area, they could guide him and at best drink with him.
"Let's go with that! It would really of great help!" Pedro also realized that if he had some questions he can ask the two instead of heading straight to Madame Soledad who was the "captain" of this ship and would be busy most of the time.
...
After minutes of traversing and walking through confusing hallways… They finally arrived in the hallway where the rooms were located. The room doors were made of a metal looking crystal and have a mark written on it.
"Is KBR-201 the room number?" Pedro asked as he followed Joshua and Carlos.
"Yes… It means… Karakoa Bedroom for KBR… Floor Level for 2… room number for 01! Ours is at KBR-204!" Joshua pointed to their room door.
"Then, KBR-205 must be vacant?" Pedro faced the room and was about to hold the handle when it suddenly opened and a blonde British looking woman, in her twenties and was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, came out. Both of them was surprised a bit…
"Good evening, Beatrice!" Joshua greeted like a child and broke the momentary silence.
"Oh… good evening Joshua! Who's this man?" She greeted back and asked as if Pedro was some kind of lower life form, just like how nobles see commoners in the past.
"That!" Although Carlos was a bit irritated by how Beatrice acts like a royalty, His irritated mood was suddenly replaced with a realization. 'what was this man's name?'
??? Beatrice gave a confused look. She increased her weariness as if treating them as a threat.
"He… He is the Vicealmirante's Apprentice!" Joshua explained in a childish manner but a deep voice.
"Does the system hate me that much?" It was really a problem to Pedro although he had a high chance of repeating the same sequence and activating the same progress, like quests and rewards, he had now, It wasn't still a hundred percent.The probability that he would get the same skills from random skill generators and skill books wasn't the same. He could get a "better" skill or a weaker skill. Considering, that the skill he got was currently one of the best he could combine with his undying cycle, was there any "better" skills he may get than that, he thought."Wait what were they saying?" Pedro was not paying attention to Carlos and his brother talking. Suddenly, the big man carried Pedro and for some reason, his energy was like sucked dry instantly and he was having a hard time to move even a finger.'Curses! Curses! Curses! What are they going to do with me? Madaaaame! Madaaaame Soledad Help!! Masteeeeer!' Pedro cried in his consciousness He had a feeling, the same to a person who just woke up and had consciousness but his body, like his hands, won't respond at all even at constant struggle and after only some time would they be able to move a part of their body, like their fingers."Why do you think the Vicealmirante would take in an apprentice? Especially now that we are currently on a mission? Wouldn't we get in trouble again because of this, Elder brother?" The big man asked in a deep voice."The Vicealmirante's actions are too eccentric to predict. It may take us months to deduce why would she act this way at this point in time, and it would be more efficient to ask her directly, but that won't end well so we can leave this to her, including the handling of matters with the organization in case we got into trouble because of this" Carlos responded as they had a casual talk not knowing that Pedro was somehow conscious and was struggling to gain control of his body."Right! Right! Yet, I still wonder what did she saw on this man! He seemed way too weak for me I doubt he could even pass the BHO entry test and be ranked even as cannon fodder!" He expressed his thoughts openly with a deep voice."cannon fodder" rank was the "reserves" rank It was not included in the threat level ranking since these NPCs has zero or almost zero threat level.They are often seen doing non-magic using works. Majority of this "reserves" rank works in cleaning and sanitation departments, cooking foods, extra manpower in construction and repairs, and at worst a diversion in desperate times of battle, when necessary for the survival of higher ranking personnel or official. Hence, they were called cannon fodders by the majority of personnel and some officials."I told you not to call them that! You'll get a beating from the Vicealmirante when she heard you say it like that! Anyway something must be special with that man that caught the Vicealmirante's eyes! At last years' personnel recruitment event Of the thousands of the best personnel newcomers, other than Beatrice who was the daughter of one of the Vicealmirante's "old friends" no one else was selected to join us Even the top three personnel who expressed their desire to join us was just ignored Concluding Although he is weak now The Vicealmirante, at the least, saw that this man has potential." Carlos scolded his younger "giant" brother and then telling his inputs afterward'Please put me doooown! Excuse meeee!' Pedro struggled to move any part of his body, in his mind he screamed all he can, move his hands and feet all he can, and even tried to slam his head but to no avail. After many attempts, Pedro surrendered like he had lost all his energy to struggle.Minutes later he seemed to have regained some energy to be able to speak"Aa a a" Pedro was finally able to make some sound and was able to move his head at his best efforts and looked at the giant man"Oh! You'll scare people like that! Elder Brother! He is awake!" The big man carrying Pedro informed Carlos as they stop on the hallway."Put him down first Joshua!" Carlos commanded the big man who was carrying Pedro on his shoulders."Ok, Elder Brother!" Joshua, the big man, put Pedro down and Pedro started to regain his control over his body slowly."How are you feeling mister? We were just about to put you into one of the vacant rooms, as ordered by the Vicealmirante!" Carlos explained."I wasn't able to move even a finger earlier" Pedro was barely able to speak. Carlos then, glanced to Joshua with a frown, like asking Joshua 'did you do something?', then, he looked back at Pedro with a smile."Is that so? You must have been tired from your journey! Let's choose your room for now!" Carlos responded as Pedro was able to return to normal.'Too many had occurred, It's no use thinking about things right now I must settle things with them first! and if possible get information about the Madame, the ship and the organization!'"Uhm About the room selection Can I select a room nearest to the canteen of some sort initially?" He asked the two.'Was he referring perhaps about the Bar area?' Carlos was a bit confused and assumed that Pedro was referring to the area where alcoholic beverages were served."Unfortunately, all rooms near that area was already occupied" Carlos informed Pedro.'Although the Vicealmirante was not a drunkard her room was the one nearest in the bar area since it was rumored that she was...' Carlos thought inwardly and stopped, not wanting to continue further remembering rumors about her."If I may suggest would you like to occupy one of the rooms near ours? There are still few rooms vacant left If you'd need something, we can assist you immediately." Joshua recommended in an innocent manner."What a brilliant Idea brother!" Carlos praised. With these, if Pedro needed help, they could assist him with ease and immediately. So if ever he wanted to go to the bar area, they could guide him and at best drink with him."Let's go with that! It would really of great help!" Pedro also realized that if he had some questions he can ask the two instead of heading straight to Madame Soledad who was the "captain" of this ship and would be busy most of the time....After minutes of traversing and walking through confusing hallways They finally arrived in the hallway where the rooms were located. The room doors were made of a metal looking crystal and have a mark written on it."Is KBR-201 the room number?" Pedro asked as he followed Joshua and Carlos."Yes It means Karakoa Bedroom for KBR Floor Level for 2 room number for 01! Ours is at KBR-204!" Joshua pointed to their room door."Then, KBR-205 must be vacant?" Pedro faced the room and was about to hold the handle when it suddenly opened and a blonde British looking woman, in her twenties and was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, came out. Both of them was surprised a bit"Good evening, Beatrice!" Joshua greeted like a child and broke the momentary silence."Oh good evening Joshua! Who's this man?" She greeted back and asked as if Pedro was some kind of lower life form, just like how nobles see commoners in the past."That!" Although Carlos was a bit irritated by how Beatrice acts like a royalty, His irritated mood was suddenly replaced with a realization. 'what was this man's name?'??? Beatrice gave a confused look. She increased her weariness as if treating them as a threat."He He is the Vicealmirante's Apprentice!" Joshua explained in a childish manner but a deep voice.
