Junot's Reception

Across the magnificent, surging sea, several merchant ships sped eastward against the wind and waves.

"My lord, Double Gate Island is still sixty li away. We should arrive around noon today."

After hearing this, Junot, who stood on the deck with his hands behind his back, showed a flicker of urgency and anticipation in his eyes. He snorted softly.

"Keep accelerating. I want to reach Double Gate Island within an hour."

Ain smiled bitterly. "My lord, this is already our top speed."

"Then can't you get down there and push the ships?"

"???"

Ain's eyes widened. Asking a Saint Domain expert like him to get down and push a ship... was that something a human being would do?

Though that was what he thought, his body was very honest. He immediately turned to gather people, but just as he did, several warships proudly rose over the distant horizon and sped toward them.

"We are the sea patrol fleet under Duke Roland. The three merchant ships ahead are to stop immediately and submit to inspection."

A strange look appeared in Ain's eyes. Had his lord not informed Young Master Roland in advance? With that question in mind, Ain could not help calling out.

"My lord?"

Junot surveyed the imposing warships tightly surrounding him from afar. A faint smile appeared on his lips as he waved his hand.

"Stop the ships and cooperate with the inspection."

"Yes, my lord."

Under Junot's orders, the three merchant ships gradually slowed until they came to a complete stop on the sea.

The instant they stopped, several squads of elite soldiers boarded the merchant ships, seized several crucial positions, and watched Junot and the others vigilantly with their hands on their sword hilts.

Only then did a capable-looking middle-aged man in light armor and a short