It was a vast open sea. Wherever one turned their head, the only thing visible was the dark blue ocean water.

A boat sailed toward the horizon. Its large sail blew fervently in the wind and pushed the boat toward its destination. White foam splashed and scattered from the head of the boat, and the long, white trails of foam behind it marked its passage. The captain of the boat looked at the compass and then in front of him. Just then, another person approached the captain.

“Do you see anything, sir?”

“Ah, Mr. Hans!” The captain took his eyes off the compass and smiled as he turned his head. Most seamen were rough and often got angry at the most menial matters if they thought they were getting bothered while working. Yet, the captain’s attitude was unbelievably calm for someone with full authority over the ship. 

It was only expected. No matter how tough of a seaman the captain was or how passionately he fought the rough winds and fierce waves every day at sea with his life on the line, the person he was addressing was too impressive to act rudely toward. He was a dragon slayer—someone who had managed to bring the fantastical idea of defeating a dragon into reality! Furthermore, Hans was currently working hard...