When Charles and Lily returned to the ship, it was already 3 o'clock in the morning, and the little mouse had fallen asleep in his pocket.
Charles sat alone in his room, without a hint of sleepiness, his mind echoing with the words of Anna and Swan.
"Is it really as Swan said himself, that many people are after his life? Has the strongest ruler of the North Sea Domain ended so easily?"
This speculation seemed somewhat unbelievable. The air of dominance Swan exuded in his attempt to rule the entire Earth Sea hadn't dissipated, and now it was going to collapse?
The Earth Sea environment changed too quickly, so swiftly that Charles was somewhat unable to keep up. It seemed as though a lot had happened during the time he was away from shore.
He looked through the window at the cooling British Island harbor. At this moment, all the fleets of Hope Island had left the port and were drifting back onto the sea.
