The giant ship broke into the sea waves. It pulled open a white line in the dark water as it slowly turned towards the depths of the Cold Sea.

Wu –

Wu –

Wu –

The sounds of a low and distant horn came from Black City. This was a necessary step when every ship set sail. It was meant as a prayer to the Cold Sea, imploring it to show mercy and not cause too much death and slaughter.

But people dying…was impossible to avoid. This was the price and penalty that demons had to pay for stepping onto the Cold Sea!

Black City was cold, but the Cold Sea was even colder than that. As the big ship sailed across the sea, the chill was naturally displayed to its full potential.

From when she boarded the ship, Mian Ya snuck into the bedding. Even though only her small head was exposed to the outside, she still shivered from the cold.

Her teeth constantly chattered, sending out small ‘ka ka’ sounds in the cabin. It truly was shameful. Mian Ya’s face reddened a bit, but this wasn’t something...