In the morning light, a beautiful three-masted ship appeared on the sea. Hanging from the ship's mainmast was the flag that represented the emperor of the Muruo Empire, and on the second tallest mast hung the unfamiliar noble emblem of some noble that Winters did not recognize.
Although also with three masts, this ship was certainly not a small vessel like the Bandit Gull. The ship before him was an imposing warship, with three-story high aft and fore castles that stood like dual humps on the deck.
The Bandit Gull, being a smaller vessel, was like a dwarf before a giant, easily crushed with a mere flick of the finger.
"Finally, they've arrived. They really made us wait," Andre complained under his breath to Winters.
Winters yawned, "All mysterious, yet we don't know which big shot it is."
As temporary members of the Honor Guard, Winters and Andre had been waiting on the naval dock outside Sea Blue City since before dawn, and now they were dead tired.