Chaotic magic turbulence and raging winds and towering waves were like a vast forest, churning a broad expanse of sea with terrifying violence. Yet every "forest" had its boundaries—through the curtain woven from colossal waves and energy turbulence, a ship enveloped in a powerful shield burst through layer upon layer of surf. It was hurled upward by a suddenly rising current, then lurched and crashed across the uneven sea before finally reaching calmer waters.
Brilliant sunlight and a gentle sea breeze gathered around it, welcoming this challenger that had overcome countless hardships.
A sailor crawled out from his hiding place and cast Flight Magic to reach the upper deck. Looking toward the stern, he saw a gray-black Cloud Wall rapidly receding beyond his line of sight. Bright, radiant sunlight shone upon the sea around the Courage, and the stark contrast made it seem as though they were in two different worlds.
"...Goddess of Magic..." the sailor muttered. "This was far more terrifying than any magic turbulence I ever saw in a Mage Tower..."
"We need to recalibrate our course," another sailor said as he came up onto the upper deck. He looked up at the clear sky, and several layers of pale blue glowing rings suddenly appeared before his eyes. Stars flickered continuously within the "lens" formed by those overlapping rings. After a moment, the sailor frowned. "Tch... we really did drift off course. Fortunately, not by too much..."
Inside the Courage's command room, the control mage floating in midair looked toward Count Owen Dyson. "Captain, we are recalibrating our heading."
Owen Dyson nodded. "Get back on the correct course as soon as possible—the Chaotic Turbulence over the ocean could appear again at any moment. The longer we remain in this area, the more dangerous it becomes."
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