Meanwhile, atop a high tower in Seaway City, a figure dressed in a noble's robe stood proudly.
He appeared to be in his early thirties, with a dignified appearance and a furrowed brow. His presence was commanding, and it was none other than Gerald Barnes, the Marquis of the Western Territory, and Ellie's father.
"Damn it, how unlucky can I get?" Gerald cursed under his breath, clearly frustrated. After receiving the letter from Luca, he had rushed over without delay, but instead of finding his daughter, he'd walked straight into this mess.
"My Lord, should we take action?" A respectful voice suddenly rang out from the air, causing a ripple to form around him.
Gerald glanced toward the Twilight ship in the distance and sighed. "Just don't let the pirates into the city. At least not until that boy brings my daughter back. No pirates should be allowed to enter Seaway City before then."
