It took a few more days before they finally saw the shores of the water clan on the horizon. The raging sea and heavy downpours were the causes of their late arrival.
All the crew members and the captain were repeating that the sea god was angry, indirectly reminding Cristian that he needed to put in twice the effort because he might have gotten on the bad side of two elder gods.
And they were both extremely powerful. As they approached the sparely bustling shore, Cristian stood before the bulwark, and Lavinia was beside him.
Their hair fluttered as they gazed at the calm sea below. Countless small, multicolored fish could be seen moving after the airship. After a while, they would swim down, only to appear later.
"They're beautiful. Aren't they?" Lavinia harrumphed and turned the other way. "They're just fish with attractive scales."
"Still, it doesn't change the fact that they're pleasant to the eyes."
