My good reputation is completely screwed now."
"Uh, well, it's not exactly a losing deal, right?"
On this point, Deputy Claire clearly had a different opinion.
She glanced back at the sterncastle. In this region shrouded in ominous sea fog, a very peculiar faint glow clung around the black hull of the Plunderer. You'd barely notice it if you didn't look closely, but it was definitely there.
It was precisely thanks to this layer of light wrapping and shielding them that Babro dared to lead a fleet across seas that had become lethally dangerous.
"That protective crystal Lady Triss gave us is actually pretty handy."
The Bloody First Mate muttered:
