Far Hope—Yuzhong Archipelago.
The enormous pure-white Seracla joint fleet lay quietly docked in the various ports throughout the archipelago.
Layers upon layers of pure-white, translucent shelter light screens flowed and gleamed continuously, protecting every corner of the region.
All civilians on the islands had already been forcibly put under control and assigned to different posts, providing all manner of services for the entire archipelago fleet.
At the edge of the archipelago, waves rose and fell in layers. The nearly perfect deep-blue sea rippled with pale golden phosphorescence from the sky.
Just then, on a beach near the base, guarded by squads of noble soldiers—
A handsome man with long deep-blue hair wore the lavish uniform of a joint fleet commander. Holding a platinum short staff in one hand, he lightly planted it against the ground as he gazed into the distance.
His skin was like white porcelain. His light-blue eyes complemented his deep-blue hair, so pure that not a trace of mixed color could be seen.
He was neither muscular nor thin, possessing precisely the most fitting physique. On the back of his partially exposed right hand, a faint, ferocious dark-red scar could be seen.
"I can no longer remember how many years it has been since I last saw such a pure beach," the man murmured in admiration. "No pollution, no murkiness, no fishy stench. Just as expected, Far Hope is sufficient to become the starting point of my future."
"Lord Saff summoned me back just to make a few sentimental remarks?"
Whoosh!
A figure abruptly appeared several meters away from the man.
The newcomer was an elderly man with white hair and beard. His long hair draped over his shoulders, and he wore a solemn, dignified white robe trimmed in gold.
"Master Mio, my apologies for hurriedly transferring