บท 715: Phantom Ships

One day later, Angor stood on the front of the deck and looked around, only to see nothing but fog and haze.

Small problem, she said? We can hardly see a hundred meters away. Is it okay for the ship to advance like this?

Helen answered him with a smile, "Don't worry, sir. We use this route most of the time when traveling to Ferran Land. So far, there wasn't any danger. The fog does nothing more than obstructing our view."

Angor spread his spirit feelers and ascertained that the fog was only an ordinary condition made of suspending water droplets. And since an experienced sailor also reassured him, he returned to his cabin without minding it.

Since Roman was dead, he could begin practicing illusions on the ship now.

But he wasn't going to do that today. Instead, he took his personal notebook and recorded the monster incident carefully.