Seeing Hera, who hoped to perceive a different image in the young adventurer before her, felt disappointed.
She pursed her lips with some disinterest, then continued:
"Most of the time, Dodd and his fleet hide in their lair. It's practically impossible for outsiders to find them deep within the islands unless they have their exact coordinates."
"But that doesn't mean Dodd will always stay in his village and never step outside in his life."
Gazing into the pair of jet-black eyes across the table, Hera's lips moved slightly, slowly uttering three words:
"Sea Rhythm Festival."
Sea Rhythm Festival?
Xia Nan repeated in his mind.
Of course, he had heard of this name.
Even before departing from River Valley Town, preparing for this long journey, he had already learned about this regional festival, held every three years, deeply significant in the Southern Islands.
