Flying Fish Port dock.
Today, the dock was under martial law, as Earl Hobson had arrived with a host of officials. They formed quite the spectacle, with these nobles occasionally gazing out to sea, as if waiting for a certain ship to arrive.
"It's coming."
Someone murmured.
On the sea's horizon, a black speck grew gradually larger. A large ship, quite unlike the usual style of Aromatic Wheat Dukedom, entered their view, approaching Flying Fish Port at an unusually rapid pace.
A giant whale was transporting the ship—it was unmistakably a sorcerer's ship.
At that moment, two sorcerers stood at the bow of the ship, gazing at the island ahead, situated off the beaten path.
