Hearing Rogel's words, Terren could only sigh.
Without a doubt, Rogel intended to continue toward the Sea of Sin.
To this, he could only let him pass, stating that the Royal Fleet could offer some protection for him.
But Rogel shook his head.
What protection did he still need?
The more than ten-meter-long underwater monster Heisatan was right beneath the Gelin. Wouldn't it be a disgrace for Heisatan to have ordinary sailors protect them?
"... Good luck, Mr. Rogel."
After offering his best wishes, Terren turned to signal the Royal Fleet.
"Let them pass!"
As the Royal Fleet's ships departed, the Gelin slowly sailed into the Sea of Sin.
...
On a dilapidated pirate ship.
A group of pirates was singing and dancing, laughing out loud, shouting obscenities.
They had just plundered a merchant ship and were richly rewarded.
A pirate hiccupped and staggered toward the bathroom for a leak.
But he bumped into a small, skinny boy scrubbing the deck.
