On the Mermaid,
The sky was clear, and the slightly salty, warm sea breeze felt exceedingly comfortable on the skin.
The recent journey had been smooth sailing, without even a hint of bad weather.
Everyone on the Mermaid, sailors and mercenaries alike, had relaxed and were enjoying the rare good times.
People lay around on the deck soaking up the sun, surrounded by a lazy atmosphere, and Loren had no intention of stopping them.
After all, these were the people who would be the main force in expanding Milne Commerce's routes. They had even battled a pirate ship a few days ago and genuinely needed some rest and relaxation.
However, amidst this relaxed atmosphere, there was one figure who seemed somewhat out of place.
At the very front of the deck stood a petite and adorable figure, holding a longsword and struggling to maintain balance.