Pirate: It’s not a phantom beast, it’s a phantom god!

Chapter 335 Delicious
Would pirates be interested in studying history?

Maybe so. After all, it's not surprising that these guys who claim to be the freest on the sea would like anything.

When Dr. Clover was young, he went on a scientific expedition and encountered a pirate crew whose entire crew consisted of musicians... It just goes to show that it wouldn't be surprising to find any kind of guy in a pirate group.

However, when it came to his own field, this scholar, who had devoted most of his life to the study of archaeology, still showed a hint of surprise on his face.

"Miss La, you...you're actually interested in history?"

Dr. Clover carefully checked it again.

"Ah."

La looked at the massive historical text before him, his gaze sweeping over the intricate yet beautiful ancient characters, and then nodded slightly.

"History is like a mirror; for mankind, it can reflect the path we have taken and also show the direction we will take in the future."

"He can also be said to be the memory of this world. Since we are all living on this land, it is not a bad thing to have more knowledge of the world under our feet."

"what do you think?"

His gaze swept over the last ancient character, and Ra looked away from the historical text in front of him, turning to look at the somewhat bewildered Dr. Clover, who was also looking at him.

Their gazes met at that moment, and in a daze, Dr. Clover seemed to see a strange world he had never seen before in the other's eyes.

That world had a history and development trajectory completely different from the world he knew. He saw ice fields turn into rainforests, oceans turn into mulberry fields, the rise and fall of countless countries and the change of dynasties, and countless people crying out...

"Um?!"

Just as Dr. Clover was engrossed in the sight and wanted to take a closer look, he was suddenly grabbed by the back of his collar and violently pulled out... The world in his eyes grew smaller and smaller until it was completely swallowed up by a crimson expanse.

“Hu…Hu~”

Dr. Clover looked away from La's eyes, his breath coming in slightly ragged gasps.

What was that just now...?
With his hand on his chest to catch his breath, Dr. Clover looked at La again with a surprised expression.

The other person's crimson eyes remained unchanged, calmly watching him, and this time he did not experience any hallucinations.

[Is it just my imagination?]
"Dr. Clover?"

She opened the opening and softly called out to the still somewhat dazed Clover.

"Ah...ah!"

"that……"

"Since you want to learn about the history of this world, why don't you come to Ohara? That's where we all started our journey here."

Dr. Clover, having regained his senses, spoke up.

“The Omniscient Tree Library in Ohara has the largest and most complete collection of books in the world. You can find almost anything there, including all of history except for the ‘Void Century’.”

Unexpectedly, Professor Clover extended an invitation to Ra to visit Ohara, just as Ra had previously invited him to visit Beasts.

Even though the other party had just shown a hint of wariness towards Ra, who was a pirate, until now.

As if sensing La's surprise, Dr. Clover spoke again:

"History is the wealth of all mankind, and people want to understand history... This is something no one can stop."

"Ohara will not turn away anyone who wants to acquire knowledge."

"..."

"I see. I'll visit you when I have time."

"I will also make a copy of the Poneglyphs of the Beasts and bring it with me, since it would be dangerous for you to go there in person."

The Sky Island is 10,000 meters above the sea. For ordinary people, going up there would be a near-certain death no matter which route they took, and it would be even more so for these scholars who have little power.

Now that La has decided to go to Ohara, it wouldn't hurt to bring a rubbing along.

"Haha~ Then I'll be waiting for you in Ohara."

……

After bringing Dr. Clover back to the surface and healing his twisted back, La returned to Quinn's lab.

She was out for about half an hour this time, and the chicken soup that was simmering should be ready to serve now... if no one steals any.

Dr. Clover returned the way he came to inform the expedition team about the Poneglyphs, and went back to the ship to retrieve his searchlight and rubbing tools.

Such a large piece of historical text couldn't possibly be transported back directly. Manual copying would not only be slow but also prone to errors; making rubbings directly is much more convenient. This is a common method they use for transcribing such inscribed ancient artifacts.

……

Inside Quinn's experimental base.

"?!"

"Waaaaah~ Waaaaah!"

“Swallow your food before you speak, Mr. Quinn.”

"Woo~woo~"

Standing at the entrance of the laboratory, La looked towards the stove, her voice revealing neither joy nor anger.

As expected, what was once a large pot of chicken soup that could have been served with just a sprinkle of spices is now reduced to a black chicken foot sticking out from near Quinn's mouth.

"Crunch crunch~ Gurgle~"

"Hiccup~~~"

After chewing up the last bit of bone and swallowing it, Quinn involuntarily let out a burp.

It was just a chicken and a small pot of chicken soup, a mere amount that wouldn't even qualify as a snack for Quinn normally, yet he felt incredibly full and satisfied after eating it.

The warm feeling in his stomach made him feel as if he were sinking into soft cotton, making even his thoughts sluggish. All he wanted to do was find a place to lie down comfortably and have a good sleep.
"what about the taste?"

"?!"

"Lalala, Miss La!"

A gentle, melodious voice entered his ears, and Quinn, who had been drowsy and oblivious to the outside world, was suddenly startled and instantly lost all sleepiness!

"Please, please listen to me! Yes, it was that chicken who initiated it, it seduced me first!"

Quinn recalled the scene when he was lured by the aroma of the chicken soup—the steam rising from the casserole seemed to transform into a seductive beauty…

She felt like a blue cat, being squeezed and molded in her hands, completely manipulated by her.

"Yes! I was momentarily blinded by greed and couldn't control myself!"

"I was wrong! I... I repent! I deserve to die!"

"I will never dare again!"

"Please, in your great kindness, forgive this scoundrel this time!"

Quinn, weeping and repenting, crawled in a twisted, dark manner to Ra's feet, trying to cling to her thigh and beg for mercy.

"..."

"Is the chicken soup good?"

La asked again, her tone still very gentle.

Quinn was a little taken aback by the question... Why did the other person not seem very angry?
"Ah? Good, delicious."

"It tastes better than any soup I've ever had before."

"Ah."

He slightly stepped aside to let the other person grab his leg, then walked away from Quinn with his hands behind his back, showing no sign of anger.

"I'm glad you like it. I'll make it again tonight."

"……what?"

Quinn, who had expected to be roasted suckling pig, was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

Was I just so easily put down?

Could it be that this Miss La is actually a kind-hearted, tolerant, and generous person?
Snapped!
Thinking of this, Quinn slapped himself hard across the face.

[What was I thinking! To actually doubt Miss Ra, I'm so awful!]
Quinn breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately rolled up and went to wash the pots and pans he had left over.

He moved quickly and washed very cleanly, just like a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being scolded by his parents, so he diligently helped with housework.

(End of this chapter)