After the grilling.
The ship was slowly cruising across the calm sea, its course expertly managed by Javier's puppet knights, who had been programmed with precise coordinates for the return to Armand's main naval base.
The Pekko were content, their bellies full, and they lay in a cozy pile around Buddy, who was snoring softly in the center of the group.
"Young master?" Gloria asked, taking a delicate bite of grilled fish. They were all seated around a long table on the deck, enjoying a meal of fluffy rice, grilled fish, seasoned meats, and several side dishes prepared by Gloria and Liana.
"Hmm? Yes, Gloria?" Javier kept eating, munching on a piece of grilled meat as he glanced at her.
"Do we have a bath or shower on this ship?" Gloria asked, adjusting her glasses.
"Yes. There's one in each of the officer's quarters, I believe. With the modified water crystal system, there shouldn't be any problem with water for showers, cooking, or anything else."
