Chapter 351: Because I don't want to

Carmen looked at his old father sawing wood in front of the wooden hut. Then he walked up and looked at the stack of wood in confusion.

"My dear father, you are doing… what?"

"Building a vessel… A miniature version." Jacono wiped the sweat from his forehead as he stared at the yet to be assembled keel beside the lake.

"Building a vessel? What's the purpose of that?" Carmen looked at his father, puzzled.

"If the work that had conquered the Atlantic ocean has no purpose," Jacono said bluntly, "Then including us, including everything, all would be without purpose."

He said something with an ambiguous meaning. But Carmen seemed to be accustomed to his father saying things people didn't understand, so he didn't express his attitude as he only sighed in reply.

"… Okay, but do you know how to build a vessel?"