The port echoed with a low, muffled sound.
All kinds of machinery were running, and the silhouettes of stevedores were busy at the harbor.
The black curtain of the sky was suddenly torn open, revealing daytime. The switch from black to white was so fast.
Even though everyone was already used to it, they would still squint a little at this moment, needing a brief while to adjust.
Akka and the others woke from their sleep as well.
Today, everyone would act freely as usual, while Akka himself needed to head to the Holy Mother Church halfway up the mountain.
"Wait, I'll go with you."
Jason hurried over and said quickly.
After all, Jason also believed in the Holy Mother; he wanted to see what this place's Holy Mother Cathedral had been built into.
Akka nodded. Lucilia, sitting on his shoulder, pulled Chadite along as they walked off the ship together.
They passed through the streets and made their way to the foot of the mountain.
