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Thump, thump, thump—

Lu Ban knocked gently on the door, and quickly received a response from the maid.

"Please come in."

He pushed the door open and entered Amber's room.

Compared to the other rooms on the ship, this one was obviously more luxurious, with silk drapes, the bedding, various metal utensils, and even a painting of flowers and birds. There was none of the damp, musty smell typical of ships; instead, a hint of incense in the air had a calming effect on the mind.

Amber's maid was a girl of similar age to her, only with a more outward display of emotions and a bit of an arrogant air.

As for Amber herself, she was in her witch costume, sitting kneeling on the bed with her eyes closed, deep in meditation.

"Lady Priestess, we have been attacked on both sides, and there's also the torrential rain that may have been caused by the technique. The captain sent me to ask for your help,"

Lu Ban tentatively made his request.