Two hours later, the bustling front deck of the Unicorne is now a mess made by the crew.
On the cluttered tables are empty bottles and plates placed carelessly.
Now some drunken faces reeking of alcohol gather together shakily, allowing the first mate to tattoo a Unicorne on various parts of their bodies, with both new crew members and departing old sailors.
Each person's tattoo of the Unicorne is in a different place and looks unique; don't ask why, because the first mate of the Unicorne is so drunk he barely recognizes people.
Everyone is very happy, and they have a right to be, after all, in the entire Earth Sea, who else has had the experience of encountering a God and returning safely.
Facing the God of the Earth Sea, they are no longer left to flee fearlessly; for the first time, they can confront a God, and the fear in their hearts is no longer endless.
"By the way, Captain, what exactly happened afterward?" a drunken Deep asked, lying on the deck.
