In the guest room of the ship's cabin, Lanci sat alone by the bed.
"Hyperion, where are you?"
Feeling the slight sway of the ship, recalling his own drifting experiences over the past few days, Lanci couldn't help but sigh heavily.
Originally, the journey of over a month with her had been quite enjoyable, but who would have thought that a magic storm suddenly covers the sky and obliterates everything, swallowing the ship they were on.
While Lanci was in a sighing mood, the shadow under his feet suddenly underwent wave-like changes, like a little black cat separating from a dark pool of water. It jumped deftly onto Lanci's lap, gazing at him with its bright, night-sky-like cat eyes.
"Most likely the Dimensional Bishop and the Bishop of Destruction have started fighting on the other side of the sea, causing a reaction with the natural magic disaster over the sea, thereby affecting us, meow."
Said the cat boss.
