By the time Charles brought Lily back onto the Narwhale, it was already three in the morning. The little mouse was fast asleep in his pocket.0

Seated alone in his cabin, sleep evaded him. Anna and Swann's words echoed in his mind.0

Was Swann saying the truth? That many people are going after his life? Will the strongest overlord in the Northern Seas even be dethroned that easily?1

It seemed unfathomable to him that Swann, who still aspired to dominate the entire seascape, was already so close to his downfall.2

However, the politics in the seascape were changing so rapidly that Charles struggled to keep pace with the shifting tides. It seemed like many things had happened while he was sailing.0

He peered through the cabin window at the silent docks of the Albion Isles. Currently,...0