Only after surveying the surroundings did Angel cautiously pass through the full-length mirror on the deck of the Queen Anne's Revenge, which looked like an ordinary decorative mirror, leaving the Mirror World and returning to reality.
It wasn't that she distrusted Queen Mystic, with whom she had cooperated several times. But when Anne had invited her by letter, she hadn't mentioned that Bernadette and her Dawn would also be there. That inevitably raised questions.
Fortunately, her divination indicated no danger, and she found no other ambushes nearby. So she stepped onto the wooden deck, painted pure black and looking dull even beneath the fiery clouds still bathed in sunset because of the time difference.
As always, there was no one here. Numerous cannons stood haphazardly along both sides of the ship, some even pointing inward at the masts.
Of course, whenever they were needed, Anne, the owner of the ghost ship, would immediately turn all the cannons outward and unleash bombardments imbued with the power of order, capable of tearing through any defense.
But where was Anne?
Sweeping her gaze around, Angel failed to find the black-haired girl who always came onto the deck to greet her whenever she arrived.
"Anne?"
She called softly. On this ghost ship, no movement could escape Anne's surveillance, so there was no need to shout and attract the attention of the other ship nearby.
But after waiting a moment, Angel still saw no sign of Anne. Instead, several people aboard the nearby Dawn, adorned with so much gold leaf that it reminded Angel of the outer walls of the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun, turned their gazes toward her.
*This... I haven't disguised myself today. They'll soon recognize me as Golden Queen. If I keep standing here, I'll become a joke among the