He hadn't been on this ship for long. So, in his impression, Jason was the jester of the ship, likely a ranged attacker who used guns. He gave off a rather unreliable impression. Not only did Alka think so, but Matilda, who had only been on the ship for a few days, felt the same way. This impression was even shared by Juanlu.
They were unaware that Jason's true skill lay in gathering intelligence.
"I asked one of his subordinates, someone who just got a new tattoo a few days ago."
"He just told you like that?" Simon asked, puzzled.
Simon thought such matters should be highly confidential; no one would disclose them to an outsider. Even though outsiders weren't unusual in this town, necessary caution should have been maintained, especially by the Hunters patrolling it.
Hearing this, Jason looked at Simon with some surprise, sidled up to him, patted his shoulder, and said, "Friend, he didn't know he was telling me anything. We were just chatting."
As he spoke, he winked at Simon.
