November, under the Cold Moon.
Muxu Port.
Muxu Port is a medium-sized harbor on the East Coast, about the same size as Hai Ya Port, named for its abundant purple alfalfa.
At this time, the port of Muxu was bustling, packed with numerous ships, densely populated by sailors and laborers moving cargo, busier than some larger ports.
Off the busy port, not far from the port, a small sailboat approached, conducted by Richard. As for Pandora, she was confined in Eden for wrongdoing, dutifully studying and working.
"Whoo Whoo—"
The sea wind blew; the waves kept splashing "Hualalala." Richard controlled the ship, pulling the sail toward Muxu Port, his eyes twinkling.
It had been nearly a month since he had left Hai Ya Port and landed on Undead Island. After almost a month, he had made a big loop and returned to the East Coast. The voyage had not progressed much northward; it was a sheer failure.
