At night, beneath the hazy crimson moonlight, the White Agate docked safely at Damir Island's harbor. It would remain there for the night to replenish its food and fresh water supplies before continuing its voyage the next day.
That was also why this passenger ship could provide fresh meals every day. Compared with the fast ships that sailed straight to the City of Generosity, Bayam, it was one or two days slower, but the journey was undoubtedly far more pleasant.
Having grown so bored in their cabin that they had begun counting the seabirds and flying fish outside the window, Angel and Klein decided to take the opportunity to go ashore, enjoy some local specialties, and visit a bar to learn about rumors in the area, hoping to find clues about the mermaids Klein needed for his advancement.
Mm, what a pity I'm not a mermaid... Angel thought to herself as she looked at her new appearance in the mirror.
To make it easier to move around ashore, she had not worn her warm gray dress, instead changing into a capable-looking outfit.
The young woman in the full-length mirror wore a black, low-cut fitted jacket over a white ladies' shirt, its broad collar folded over the jacket. Below, she wore tight trousers of the same color and boots that rose five centimeters above her ankles. A long trench coat reaching below her knees hung loosely over it all, its buttons undone to reveal her full breasts.
For a hat, she chose a wide-brimmed one in the same color as the rest of her outfit. Its front brim curled slightly upward, with a white feather tucked into it, adding an unusual touch of liveliness to the subdued color scheme.
"I'm really curious how that suitcase of yours fits so many clothes."