Evening of September 17th.
The hotel contracted by Black Sail, at the Wind Anchor's stronghold, inside the Phantom Sea No.1 Hotel.
Ox sat beneath the sofa in front of the giant aquarium. At this moment, Shadi and the others had likely gone to handle the Pirate King's business.
"Why can't I go?"
Moying crossed her arms, some emotions suppressed to the extreme.
Her naturally curled, inky-black, wavy hair almost reached her knees. Her skin was like congealed cream, seemingly with crystalline flakes or some reflective material on the surface, making her whole being radiate warmth and colorful light like shells, captivating with her eyes, and there was a small tear mole beneath one eye.
Because Liszt was a villain of the Western Continent and the Far East, selling land, now the Mirror Sea had raised its flag in the East Sea, and Dead Man Bay and its surrounding waters were under the Mirror Sea's control.
