People who contracted the plague in Freedom Port were shunned by everyone; he survived only because he carried the token of the Dragon King Chamber of Commerce.
Ayala brought him back to the small courtyard and immersed him in a water bucket.
「The next day.」
Ben regained some of his sanity, spoke a few simple words, and even joked with Leon.
Still, it was obvious that his mood was very gloomy.
「The third day.」
He asked for some good food and locked himself in a room to eat it all.
「The fourth day.」
"Ben left."
Ayala crouched at the door with lifeless eyes, wanting to cry but unable to shed any tears.
"He said he wanted to go to the seaside alone to take a look."
"Uncle..."
Carl, with his hands clasped behind his back, gazed toward the endless sea, feeling Ben's presence drifting away, gradually disappearing into the waves.
***
「Main World.」
「Black Swamp.」
A wooden boat slowly emerged from the mist.
"Bro."
