Sea Folk Curse

Travelling from the edge of Mystic Meadows all the way back to the wilderness between U.N.U. and Lycantopia was going to take too long. Zero was currently in a hurry to get Pocky back so that the Sea Hand brothers could start working on the sinking ship.

"Must I really agree to this oath?" Pocky asked nervously. He stared at the hunting knife in his hand and back to the magic scroll. 

As a shipwright, he didn't study magic. To place his life in the hands of strangers who saved him was a huge risk. If Zero wasn't the Chosen One, Pocky would never agree to it.