"Well, Tiran looks really good in this outfit." In the room, Souya held a set of clothes that had just been taken off, and nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the princess who had changed her appearance.

"It does look really nice, doesn't it?"

Tiran looked at himself. There was no mirror in the room, so he could only rely on his senses and first-person perspective to know that it fit well. The faint blue hue and the dark pattern on the cuffs complemented each other, giving it a fresh and elegant look.

Well, decision made. Since he had already tried on maid outfits, he would let Aya wear kimonos and cheongsams next time. When it came to costume play, Aya was definitely the expert.

Wearing traditional Japanese clothing was indeed a new experience. It felt like rediscovering the excitement of trying on various Western court dresses when he first came to this world, just like playing cosplay for the first time.

It's just... this chest...

The princess subconsciously pressed her chest and it immediately went flat, causing her whole demeanor to change.

"Pfft!" Souya tried to hold back his laughter but couldn't help but give a muffled chuckle.

Hey, hey! That's going too far! Tiran tried to reach out and punish Souya, but he managed to dodge and rolled to the other end of the bed, laughing.

"Calm down, calm down," Souya put down the other clothes in his hand, still with a hint of a smile on his face, "Since it’s going to take a while for your clothes to dry, you might as well wear this for now. And to be honest, it really suits you. When those men see you, they'll definitely drool..."

"Except for the chest?"

"You've had enough!"

...

Souya was right.

When Tiran walked out of the room and arrived at the courtyard below, every passing temporary guard turned their heads to look, almost 100% of the time. It was undeniable that the combination of silver hair and a yukata had a strong visual impact.

"When I first saw you earlier, it was already beautiful, but now it's too exaggerated... Souya, there are only two girls in the entire camp, aren't you afraid that we'll do something bad?"

The man leaning against the door greeted them, half-jokingly.

Although he had a somewhat weathered appearance, if you ignored the aging stubble, he should be in his thirties.

"Are you sure?" Souya pointed to Tiran and smiled subtly, "Did you forget that Tiran beat up Yamato earlier?"

The man paused for a moment, then quickly coughed and said, "I need to go to the bathroom, I'll go ahead!"

"What did you guys mean just now?"

After they walked onto the street, Tiran asked curiously.

"That guy? He's worried that you'll beat him up too."

There was no need for that. Tiran didn't think he was unreasonable enough to resort to violence because of a few jokes.

"Well, did Yamato not tell you?" Souya slowed down his pace a little when he saw the perplexed expression on Tiran's face, and asked in surprise.

"That old man didn't say anything after he got up, he just brought me here without saying a word..."

Tiran said with some regret. How can he describe the feeling right now? It's like skipping the beginner's tutorial and diving straight into a difficult game that he has never played before, completely clueless.

The One Punch Man mode seemed a bit excessive, he basically skipped his beginner's tutorial. Next time, he should take it slower... maybe two punches at most.

Luckily, there was a diligent beginner instructor, a guide similar to the elves in RPG games or super-powered NPCs that always existed.

"Because the ranking of strength is related to the reward. In addition to the basic compensation, there is also a bounty. Although we are guards, the festival has been quite peaceful in recent years. Apart from helping with the setup and patrolling the venue, guards are just standing around doing nothing. It doesn't make much sense to distribute the bounty based on workload, so it has become customary to distribute it based on strength. And that guy just now is probably the strongest among us—although he was also defeated by Uncle Shanyin."

"I see, little Elf." In any case, I'm worried that I'll beat him up and take the bounty as well.

"Huh?" Tsukuyomi was confused by the unexpected term she heard from Tyrion.

"Don't mind. I don't really care about the bounty. The reason I took this job in the first place was just to take a bath and find some food. Of course, it's even better if I can earn some money."

Sigh, such a simple wish. The princess herself couldn't help but shed tears.

"Anyway, where are we going now?"

As Tsukuyomi and Tyrion walked leisurely down the street, Tyrion also noticed something. Haiqi Town was a typical seaside town, with its layout extending from the port to the land.

And now the wind was blowing directly against them, which meant that during the day, the wind blowing from the sea was in that direction, indicating the way to the port.

"The port!" As expected, Tsukuyomi provided a clear answer. "Although I don't know much about things overseas, I know someone who is familiar with this area."

"Are you this lucky?" Tyrion was pleasantly surprised. "You're really helping me a lot."

"Hehe, don't mention it. It's rare to meet a girl in the guard squad. I instinctively want to help. And Tyrion, you're strong enough to beat Uncle Shanyin, so maybe I'll need your help in the future."

Before reaching the port, they would have to pass through a lively market. In addition to the fish caught by fishermen, merchant ships and travelers who stopped here would also come to buy or sell things. In terms of liveliness, this was the only place that could compare to the town square, where the festival was being prepared.

"Um... so many people." However, as a former shut-in, the princess instinctively resisted such crowded places.

- Just kidding, people were shoulder to shoulder, and if it was hot, you might even rub against someone else's sweat. Apart from anime exhibitions and book signings, I would never go to such places!

But this reason didn't seem right to mention to Tsukuyomi...

"It's probably because of the upcoming festival. There seem to be more people than when I came here two days ago." Tsukuyomi grabbed Tyrion's hand and started running forward. "But it's okay, we'll get through quickly."

"Wait a minute! Give me some time to mentally prepare!" Tyrion, caught off guard, only had time to take a deep breath before being dragged into the crowd.

Fortunately, the entire market area was not as crowded as it appeared from the outside. It was like when the metro or bus seemed packed at the entrance, but there was still some space inside.

"Hmm, my impression of this place has improved a bit."

On the side of the main street of the market, Tyrion stopped and held a roasted sweet potato, nibbling on it lightly while blowing on it. It was like a hamster nibbling on sunflower seeds.

Since I just took a bath and haven't eaten anything, I might as well fill my stomach with snacks.

"By the way, the takoyaki and udon noodles from that stall over there are delicious! Go ahead and eat, I'll treat you. Just pay me back when you receive your reward."

Tsukuyomi made a promise.

"..." Tyrion remained silent for a second, then turned and looked along the street, where there were several scattered snack stalls.

This is what you said, don't regret it later.

- Of course, I was just joking. Princess, after all, is not some devil who would harm others. Aya is the only one who would do such things casually.

After buying some snacks to appease their stomachs, the two of them walked through the market and arrived at the harbor.

Seahaven is, after all, just a small town, so its harbor cannot be compared to the port cities on the Western Continent. However, for a harbor in a small town, the facilities and berths are fairly well-equipped.

"One, two, three... berth seven... Ah, there it is!"

Counting along the berths, Shuye led Tiran to stop in front of berth seven.

In front of them was a large ship.

At least in this harbor, it was already the largest one. Unlike the fishing boats or coastal ships nearby, this was a ship that met the requirements for long-distance voyages. With its three masts and tens of meters in length, it could definitely be called a behemoth for a wooden ship.

But for Princess, who had traveled on the Eastern Star, it was just like that.

Several iron chains connected the ship to the mooring posts on the shore. On the boarding gangway, crew members were busy moving and loading cargo.

"Miss Shuye? Why are you here?"

When a crew member passed by, they recognized Shuye.

"I have something to bother you with... Is the captain here?"

"Oh, of course. The captain is on the foredeck. Captain! Miss Shuye is here!"

While shouting towards the ship, the crew member cleared the way.

After boarding the deck, Princess felt like she had found herself in a Western fantasy RPG game. This kind of sailing ship really gave off the feeling of the Age of Discovery. The Eastern Star was comfortable, but how should she put it? It lacked a certain charm...

"Why did this little girl suddenly come?"

A rough voice came from the front, and a man with a beard walked over, looking quite surprised.

The man wasn't tall to the point of being exaggerated—at least not compared to a certain mercenary captain— but his 1.8-meter height and solid muscles gave off a sturdy feel.

Moreover, he was different from the typical features of the Dawn Country, with a high nose and cheekbones, clearly looking like a Westerner. Of course, that wasn't the main point. The main point was that this man's fierce and evil aura didn't seem like that of a good person.

"I say, how do you know him..."

Princess's gaze at Shuye suddenly became awe-inspiring. With her unique thought process, she could already think of some bad storylines.

Pirate captain and righteous young swordswoman… Uh?

"He owed me a favor when his caravan was attacked by bandits in the past, so he came to repay it."

Shuye seemed to sense Tiran's thoughts and looked at him with a face saying "What are you thinking?"

"Little girl, you're being too formal with those words. Given our relationship, why mention favors? If I can help, I'll definitely help!"

The captain affectionately reached out to hold Shuye's shoulder, but she lowered her head and dodged, silently looking at him. "Uncle Plank, our relationship isn't good enough for you to act like this. Don't take advantage of our familiarity."

Wait a minute.

Tiran blinked and took a closer look at the captain.

He really is the captain!