Chapter 343 "Return to Port

Frost Eastern Port Military District, many had stayed up all night.

Since the Sea Swallow had lost contact, more than twenty-four hours had elapsed, and even spiritual energy calls from the onboard priest at the port church had received no response.

The only clues and traces all pointed to dire possibilities.

In the port office, a middle-aged man with sparse hair, dressed in a Frost Navy commander's uniform, sat grimly behind a desk, while several other commanders occupied other chairs in the room. The atmosphere in the not-too-large room was tense and oppressive, as if brewing up a storm.

"So far, no trace of the Sea Swallow has been found. We've searched towards Frost Island from the last known signal location of the Sea Swallow three times, and found nothing on the sea surface," a civilian officer with light brown short hair said, shaking his head.