Diana slept again before finally regaining full clarity. She complained a little: Bruce's medicine was far too strong. It had knocked out even a demigoddess like her. She really didn't know what kind of situation called for painkillers like that.
After waking up, she carefully recalled what Bruce had said to her, then couldn't help smacking her forehead—she had been so stupid. By the end, she had just been saying whatever came to mind in her dreams, with no logic whatsoever. No wonder Bruce had told her to get some sleep first.
Her abysmal performance at deduction made Diana too embarrassed to seek out Bruce again. So she went to find her mother. The queen was studying a nautical chart and looked worriedly at Diana's shoulder when she saw her approach. Diana said, "I'm fine now, Mother. I just spoke to a friend on the phone. He said Orm was so eager to attack Amazon not entirely because we have cold iron."
Mother and daughter sat down. Diana held a cup of juice, drinking as she spoke. "His sudden change in strategy was probably because he learned about a competitor's plans. But the strange thing is, how exactly did he learn about his competitor's plan?"
The queen seemed to have a guess, but she couldn't be certain. She merely said, "There may be hidden circumstances behind this. What matters most is driving back that madman and protecting Amazon."
Diana moved her shoulder and saw that the wound had stopped bleeding. It did not hurt too badly when she moved it either. She said, "I'll go protect the shipping lanes first."
The queen nodded, and Diana set off. She quickly flew to the cargo ship where the incident had occurred. The entire oceangoing freighter had sunk. Diana closed her eyes in