Capítulo 247: Changing Flag in Caushilbo

Admiral Jareth stood on the deck of his flagship, his gaze fixed upon the pool of blood staining the vast expanse of the sea. The heavy air bore witness to the aftermath of the intense conflict that had unfolded upon the boundless sea.

His subordinate approached him with solemn expression to deliver the report of their losses, "Admiral, we lost three ships," the officer informed, his voice filled with a tinge of regret.

Upon hearing the report of their losses, Admiral Jareth's face tensed, hinting a mix of emotions. His brow furrowed, and a shadow of disappointment crossed his features. Though he try to remain composed, a flicker of concern still passed through his eyes.

The admiral's countenance tightened, emotions mingling across his face.

"Three ships," he repeated quietly. His voice was laced with a hint of resignation. He had anticipated losses in the battle, but the reality of the casualties weighed heavily upon him.