Ambrose, Eira, and Heather stood on the bow of the ship. Their expressions were calm, but there was a trace of anxiety between their eyebrows.

Behind them, the Blood Sherlock Four Sisters, Watson, and the others stood guard quietly.

"Brother, what do you think is the situation in the Nine Mainland now?" Eira asked about it curiously.

Ambrose shook his head. "Who knows? But I guess it must be quite bad. After all, the North Moana Army has been conquering and occupying all the continents bef