บท 370: Chapter 374: The Frost Envoy

Tirian stood on the towering bridge of the Sea Mist, his gaze piercing through the broad windows, fixating on the distant, vast sea.

That was once the direction of Dagger Island---but now, there lay nothing but a wide expanse of open water, and a few patrol boats still fruitlessly searching for clues.

Dagger Island had been missing for so long, yet neither the Frostfolk nor the Mist Fleet had uncovered anything in this area of the sea.

The great pirate sighed, turned away from the bridge, and walked into his own captain's quarters---on the desk of the captain's quarters sat an ancient-looking oval mirror, clashing with the overall modern style of the Sea Mist.

Approaching the mirror, Tirian looked at his own reflection, appearing somewhat hesitant.

But soon, he cast aside that hesitation, reached into a drawer, and took out an ornate candle holder for performing rituals, placing it in front of the mirror.