The sea was not exactly calm, although there wasn't a strong wind, the waves kept rolling one after another.
Yet a massive Golden Boat directly crushed these small waves invisibly, like a mud truck recklessly pushing through the street, unstoppable towards its destination.
On the ship, a Golden Sculpture of a beauty had a very serious expression, radiating a chilling aura that made it obvious she was in a foul mood.
And seeing such a powerful aura from the mistress, even without her urging, various Bronze or Black Iron servants who had temporarily turned into sailors on this Golden Boat worked even harder.
Thus, the Golden Boat accelerated once again.
Beside this statue of a beauty, a pretty little ewe was also sharply eyeing the lonely island vaguely visible ahead.
The whole atmosphere of the ship was quite murderous.
