The ship sailed out of the harbor and into the Sea of Gold.
It was afternoon, and the sunlight was splendid today, so the sea shimmered with glistening waves.
Basking in such sunlight felt pleasant, and Ainebez, in this sunlight, appeared exceptionally pure.
Indeed, pure.
The youthful yet mature and charming aura that gathered around her had vanished at this moment, or rather, it had merged in a way that transformed into an indescribable sense of purity.
Ainebez herself seemed to have slipped into some wondrous state; she gazed at the distant sea and, after a long time, remarked, "The sea is truly beautiful."
Ethan said nothing, merely nodding.
The ship slowed down, drifting aimlessly onto the calm sea.
Fortunately, this was the forever tranquil Sea of Gold; otherwise, Ethan's nautical skills wouldn't suffice.
However, he possessed some of the powers of the Sea God Isis, so he wouldn't actually fall into the water.
