"So what you mean is, you want us to go to your main base and get ourselves killed?"
Hearing that, Jason couldn't help complaining. Wasn't this lie just a tiny bit too low-level?
"No, no, no, that's definitely not my main base."
Listening to the words of this undead head, Alka could feel that he was telling the truth.
Maybe it was because he no longer had the restraints of flesh and blood, only these bare bones left, with his soul directly manifesting in the skull. His spiritual fluctuations were so obvious that Alka could easily catch them.
He could clearly pick up the ripples given off by the skeleton's emotions; even the slightest bit of concealment wouldn't escape him.
"Spell it out. Going to this Island is safe for us?"
Hearing Alka's words, the captain's head hurriedly said, "That's right, the people on Wraith Island are actually pretty hospitable, they're all good folks.
They're all normal civilians, unlike us pirates."
