Windy Bay City, the docks where a ship named 'Alate' was moored.
"Mellie, you're going back too."
"Yes, back to Tidal Island."
Conley and Ed met by chance as they hurried over, running into Mellie who had also appeared. After exchanging pleasantries, they learned that everyone was on their way home.
As they waited, people gradually started to arrive, totaling eight—all from their cohort who had joined the academy. Originally, there were nineteen people from the Aromatic Wheat Dukedom in their group; six had died over time, leaving only five who had not come.
The few of them couldn't help but feel that something was off.
"Everyone, this is the 'Alate' about to set sail for Tidal Island. You may board now," a middle-aged man called from the deck. His name was 'Caludor,' and he was the captain of the ship's guard.
"Let's go, we can't keep the sorcerer waiting," Conley said to the others, stepping onto the gangplank first and boarding the ship.
