Boreal Sea.

『Boreal Sea』

As the ship sails through the waves of the Boreal Sea, Archibald and Rumia were on the deck, trying to enjoy the ocean breeze, but Rumia was having a terrible time.

The elven girl was hanging over the side vomiting her guts out, her complexion as pale as a sheet.

Archibald, being the gentleman he was, held her hair back, trying to ease her discomfort.

"Thanks for your help, Archibald," she muttered, her voice hoarse from hurling.

"Don't mention it, Rumia," said Archibald with a smile. "I'm here to assist you in any way I can."

"(After all, you did force me to.)" (Archibald)

Rumia coughed a bit before saying, "You look like you want to run away. Don't lie to me."

Archibald's face turned red and he nervously chuckled. "What are you talking about? I'm here to help you."

"Sure, you are," Rumia said sarcastically.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind them. "Oh dear, is someone feeling seasick?"

It was Lutessa, the busty blue-haired priestess who specialized in healing and water magic. She had a satchel full of supplies and a smile on her face.

"Thank you for coming, Lutessa. Rumia is feeling quite ill," Archibald said.

"Ah, seasickness is common among elves. I have the right spell for that," Lutessa replied.

"I call upon the great guidance of the Magic God, Saint Augustus Vayetra, that his blessings may be bestowed upon those who seek it, and they shall be healed. I bless you... 『Blue Purification』" (Lutessa)

Lutessa then proceeded to cast a spell on Rumia, and after a blue light, the spell did its magic.

Suddenly, Rumia's face started to turn back to her normal color, she was feeling much better.

"Wow, I feel much better," Rumia exclaimed. "Thanks, Lutessa."

"No problem Miss Rumia, that's my specialty," Lutessa said.

As they continued to chat, Lamperogue was in the ship's lounge, sitting in the lotus position and meditating.

The lounge was a massive room with tables and chairs scattered all around.

It was filled with a variety of people playing cards, chatting, or enjoying their meals.

As Lamperogue meditated, he couldn't help but overhear some conversations.

He heard a man boasting about his latest fishing catch, a group of dwarves arguing about the best way to build a ship, and a bard singing a bawdy tune about love and pirates.

Minutes passed...

Archibald had a large book in hand, which he was engrossed in.

It had to deal with the study of magic spells, and Lutessa was standing next to him, watching him with interest.

She leaned forward, and her cleavage was showing a little too much as she asked, "Are you still planning on learning magic spells?"

"(Damn! Look at those condensed quantities of matter!)" (Archibald)

Archibald looked up from his book and took a long look at Lutessa's ample breasts.

"Yes, I am," he replied, unable to tear his gaze away from her chest. "I think it would be beneficial for me to learn a few spells."

Lutessa raised an eyebrow, noticing the way Archibald was staring at her. "Is there something on my chest that you find interesting?" she asked in a playful tone, knowing full well what he was staring at.

"(Hell yes! Those bazongas of yours!)" (Archibald)

Archibald swallowed hard before speaking. "No, no, I'm just... interested in magic spells," he stammered, his face turning red.

Lutessa chuckled and shook her head before asking, "But why do you need to learn magic when you're already so talented with a sword? You're one of the best swordsmen I've ever seen."

Archibald considered this for a moment before replying, "Well, originally, I didn't think I needed to learn magic spells, but since my sister is training to become a Sword Magus, then I should do the same."

Archibaldʼs father was a Swordsman, his mother a Magus.

Consequently, he belonged to the "Ultranatural Class."

Archibald knew he was almost at his limit when it came to a sword.

As a human, the highest rank his potential could touch was "Master."

Lutessa's eyes widened a bit in surprise. "You have a little sister? What's her name?" she asked.

"Her name is Arcelia," Archibald answered. "But she's a handful."

Lutessa smiled and said, "Aren't all little sisters like that?"

As she chuckled, her breasts jiggled slightly, catching Archibald's attention and making him smile weirdly.

"Lutessa, can I ask you something?" Archibald said, shifting the conversation.

"Sure, what is it?" Lutessa asked, still smiling.

"Uh, it might sound weird, but... can I touch your breasts?" Archibald blurted out, unable to contain his lust any longer.

"Sure, is there something wrong with it?" (Lutessa)

"(Holy crap priestesses are so clueless...)" (Archibald)

"Um, no never mind." (Archibald)

He didn't want to take advantage of her. He wouldn't stoop that low.

As Archibald and Lutessa discussed magic spells, Rachel burst onto the deck in an extravagant blue dress, complete with a golden crown.

She twirled around and exclaimed, "Ta da!"

Archibald and Lutessa both looked at her with surprise.

Archibald, in particular, was taken aback by the sudden change in attire. "Rachel, what's this all about?" he asked.

"(She looks beautiful, if only she wasn't so flat..)" (Archibald)

Rachel flashed a smile and explained that she was trying to make an impression on the Archipelago.

"When I show up in this," she said, gesturing to her dress, "everyone will want to be my friend!"

Lutessa complimented Rachel on her appearance, but Archibald just went back to reading his book.

Rachel turned to him and asked for his compliment, "You meanie! So you won't even talk about my dress?!"

"(Ah geez. Despite being one of the most powerful people on the continent, Rachel still had a goofy side to her.)" (Archibald)

"Uh, you look beautiful Rachel." he half heartedly replied.

Rachel felt a bit let down, but before she could react, she almost tripped over the long hem of her dress.

Lirien, who was nearby, helped her regain her balance.

Rachel noticed Lirien tightly holding onto a wooden pillar.

"Uh, what's wrong... Lirien?" (Rachel)

Lirien, who was part-cat, explained that she didn't trust ships because of their vibrations, which made her nervous.

Rachel burst into laughter. "You're afraid of ships? That's hilarious!" she exclaimed, making Lirien feel embarrassed.

Archibald, who had been watching the scene unfold, couldn't help but smile at Rachel's comical outburst.

"As playful as she is, she's still beautiful." (Archibald)

"Huh? Sir Knight did you say something?" (Lutessa)

"Uh, no nevermind." (Archibald)

"Hey, what's going on?" Vesta asked as he walked into the discussion with a chuckle.

He had a bottle of something strong in his hand and was taking deep gulps from it.

Lirien, who had been discussing her fear of the ship crashing, turned to Vesta with curiosity.

Vesta then took another swig from his bottle before he continued, "There's no need to worry, little kitty. This ship is built to last. It can't just crash without a valid reason," he said confidently.

As Vesta spoke, he suddenly coughed and choked on his booze, spitting it out in a projectile stream.

It was clear that he had been drinking and vomiting since they embarked on the ship.

It was likely that he had sea-sickness, but instead of consulting Lutessa for a cure, he chose to drink it off.

Lirien wrinkled her nose in disgust at the pungent smell of vomit and alcohol wafting from Vesta's breath.

Despite this, she was reassured by his words and said, "Oh, so the ship won't crash. That's good to know."

Archibald, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly spoke up.

"Actually, I don't know about that. I can feel something rumbling beneath the ship," he said, causing everyone to turn their attention to him.

"What do you mean, Archibald?" Rachel asked curiously.

"I mean that it's not impossible for the ship to capsize. We might need to be careful," Archibald warned, as the ship rumbled even harder, causing everyone to hold onto something for support.

The rumbling persisted.

"(This can't be good...)" (Archibald)