Meanwhile, aboard a seaplane over the English Channel, Fang Li had, just as he had declared earlier, completely thrown all concerns aside and devoted himself to resting.
Once dawn came, his fever should subside, allowing him to recover fully.
To that end, the Amakusa-Style Church had even given Fang Li one of the seaplane's lounges so he could rest there.
Gohwa had originally intended to come and take care of Fang Li, but when she saw Sylvia constantly by his side, she immediately left with her head hanging.
"Don't give up, Gohwa!"
"Even if your opponent is too powerful, it doesn't mean you have no chance!"
"That's right, you're a precious talent of our Amakusa-Style Church!"
"Just use those hidden giant... Urgh!"
Seeing Gohwa so dejected, the various members of the Amakusa-Style Church immediately began encouraging her. The last one had even been about to say something he shouldn't have, only to be sent flying by a bright-red-faced Gohwa's punch.
"This Amakusa-Style bunch is still as lively as ever."
Sylvia could only laugh helplessly at the sight.
Then, after seeing Fang Li settled in to rest, Sylvia also left the lounge.
However, the moment Sylvia stepped outside, she encountered someone else.
"Miss Sylvia..."
At some point, Vivian had appeared at the lounge's entrance. As she watched Sylvia emerge, her expression was exceedingly complicated.
Looking at Vivian like that, Sylvia could not help but smile.
"What is it?" Sylvia asked with a light laugh. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
"No... I..." Vivian immediately grew flustered.
Seeing Vivian like that, Sylvia understood.
Perhaps her identity had already been exposed.
It could not be helped.
After all, Vivian had already learned Fang Li's identity.
Rearguard Water of God's Right Seat, William Orwell.
This mercenary had once saved Vivian ten years