The sunlight gradually shifted.
Ten Greenboats with the Fishing Tax Office at the forefront spread out on both sides like the wings of a bird.
It had been two days and one night since departure.
The people from the Fishing Tax Office were still fairing well, as eating on water was part of their livelihood; to be seasick would be unreasonable.
The rest, from the Department of Demon Hunting, the Three judicial chief ministries, and even people from various families, were more or less feeling unwell.
The swaying of the ships was truly intense, making a good night's sleep impossible. An incautious shift from left to right could wake you with a knock on the back of the head.
There were rumors of someone who couldn't eat or sleep, clamoring to return home.
"I don't want to see the phenomenon, I don't want to see the phenomenon, I want to go home, I want to go home! Waaa~"
