Chapter 444: Fishing, Petting Dogs, Feeding Pigeons

The morning light was a soft glimmer as the anomaly 001, locked within dual Rune Circles, gradually rose from the distant horizon. Amidst the spreading rosy glow, the massive sails of the Ghost Ship floated on the endless calm sea, its form slowly being coated in a layer of radiance in the early morning.

In the far reaches of the sea where the horizon met the sky, through the subtle morning mist, one could vaguely make out the silhouette of the Frost City-State—the city's wounds and the sorrow and joy of countless people all blurred into a hazy mist at this distance, as if dissolving in the sunlight.

Duncan sat quietly at the edge of the ship's bow, a fishing rod propped up beside him. He watched the fishing line reflect the sunlight against the morning sky, occasionally lifting his gaze to peer in the direction of the Frost City-State.