The sea was pitch-black, like a bottomless abyss ready to swallow everything.
In the depths of the seafloor, where not a trace of light could be seen.
Several Sea Kings, together with an elite Fish-Man Unit, were transporting a massive, battered robot that appeared to hold no value whatsoever.
"Everyone, be careful. Lord Roy specifically ordered us to retrieve this robot from Eggshell Island at great cost.
"When swimming, try to stay higher up. Do not let the reefs on the seafloor scratch this robot."
White-haired Old Seahorse, clad in sharp armor and gripping a crescent-bladed saber, spoke.
With a grave expression, he solemnly instructed the Sea Kings beneath him and the Fish-Man elites.
As the former Right Minister of Ryugu Kingdom beneath the sea, he had been made the chief person in charge of transporting the giant robot due to his exceptionally loyal and dutiful nature.
"Yes, sir. We will be careful." The Fish-Man elites looked equally solemn. At that moment, every one of them was fully focused, their bodies taut as they watched the darkness around them.
Everyone present understood that anything personally ordered by that lord could never be judged by appearances alone.
Though the giant robot they were transporting was covered in rust and badly damaged, who could say it would not serve some unexpectedly tremendous purpose at a particular place and time?
Roy was no longer merely the King of East Blue. In a sense, he was the true king of all Fish-Men.
He had allowed all Fish-Men to live proudly beneath the sunlight on the surface of the sea.
Moreover, the series of great things he had done had won over nearly the entire Fish-Man race.
Thus, whether for public duty or personal gratitude, whenever Fish-Men received a task ordered by Roy, they would