Fish-Man Island, an island located ten thousand meters beneath the sea's surface within a vast hollow beneath the Red Line, remained quietly at the deepest reaches of the ocean today as always.
A massive bubble enveloped it, providing air, while sunlight filtering down from the Eve Tree of the Sun above granted it light and warmth.
This was the most beautiful place in the boundless deep sea, a treasure of the abyss.
And at this moment, a group of people silently swam through the deep sea outside the island.
"So this is Fish-Man Island. I'd heard adults speak of its beauty ever since I was a child, but this is my first time truly seeing it with my own eyes."
The leader of the group was a woman. In the dark depths far from the Eve Tree of the Sun, her true appearance could not be made out, and even her voice was somewhat distorted through the seawater. "It truly is extraordinarily beautiful. Not long ago, Morgans said in the papers that this was the most prosperous, wealthiest, and safest city in the world. It seems that was no exaggeration."
Even from such a considerable distance, they could easily see the island in the distance.
Bathed in sunlight, that nation shrouded within a gigantic bubble looked like a pearl embedded in the seafloor, its beauty utterly breathtaking.
Then there were the ships constantly docking or setting sail, carrying goods from all over the world to Fish-Man Island, while also transporting Fish-Man Island's goods to every corner of the world.
"Although we've already torn off all pretense in secret, we still maintain an appearance of peace on the surface."
The woman sighed softly. "Fish-Man Island's business has spread across the world. They even have partners throughout the Four Seas."
That alone