Auransa: "Emka? Never heard of it."
Yura gave a faint smile—calm, polite, yet carrying something hidden beneath his eyes.
Yura: "A shame… but thank you for letting me aboard."
Orimo stretched his arms behind his head.
Orimo: "Pleasure's mine."
The sun dipped low, its last rays sliding across the deck as the samurai's silhouette lengthened—
a quiet shadow, steady… but heavy with unspoken danger.
The sea breeze brushed against his drenched clothes, and for a moment, the air around him felt colder.
{Scene shifts — A small town by the coast}
Villagers gather around a notice board, newspaper pages fluttering in the wind.
Headline:
"8th Conqueror Back?"
Ryvos Thorn rises as the new Conqueror of the Seas, replacing Arata Kuro.
A top member of the Malevolent Generation.
An old man sips tea in silence, his wrinkled fingers trembling slightly.
Old Man: "World is changing, don't you think… Ryuta?"
The name escapes his lips like a prayer.
His eyes water instantly.
Old Man (voice breaking): "I wish… we could sail together again."
He closes the newspaper, unable to keep reading.
{Navy Headquarters – Cold marble halls}
Boots slam the ground rhythmically.
The atmosphere is tense.
Seraph Admiral Seraphel Dawn stands with his coat flowing like a white flame.
Beside him are Vice Commander Wen, Rui, and Kao, armed and ready.
A messenger salutes.
"Orders from Supreme Commander Uruma Nithel — capture Orimo Kuzan alive.
You will join Sora Nithel on the frontline."
Seraphel's eyes gleam with sharp light.
Seraphel: "Understood. The Devil child won't escape."
{Back to Orimo's ship – Nightfall}
The world is wrapped in darkness.
The ocean becomes a sheet of black glass, reflecting the silver moon like a blade hovering above the sea.
Auransa squints ahead.
Auransa: "I can see an island."
Orimo yawns, exhausted from the day.
Orimo: "Alright… let's park at the shore. We'll sleep there for tonight."
As Henry the ship glides toward the moonlit island, Yura stands at the bow quietly.
His hand rests on the hilt of his sword.
His eyes narrow.
And the night whispers:
"The world is about to change."