"Whoosh—!"
The damp, chilly sea breeze, thick with the smell of fish, swept across the ocean, howling as it whipped around the seaplane.
Avoiding the notice of the many Amakusa-Style Church members in the cabin, Fang Li slipped out of the aircraft with stealth so superb that even Kanzaki, a Saint, failed to notice him. He opened the hatch and silently climbed onto the roof of the plane.
On the roof, the frigid sea wind blew even more fiercely, making Fang Li's clothes flap loudly as it mercilessly stripped away his body heat.
However, Fang Li merely circulated Star Pulse Energy through his body once, driving away the cold as warmth gradually returned to him.
With Fang Li's control over Star Pulse Energy, strengthening himself down to the cellular level to improve his resistance to low temperatures was entirely possible.
Ignoring the icy sea wind battering him, Fang Li cast his gaze ahead.
At the end of the plane's roof within his sight stood a tall figure with his back to him, facing the English mainland. As though reminiscing, and as though he had sensed Fang Li's arrival, he spoke.
"Ten years."
The mercenary who had once fought for England and had continued to silently protect it from the shadows spoke like this.
"This country is still the same as before. Nothing has changed."
Perhaps he was referring not merely to England's appearance, but to its national circumstances as well.
"Ten years ago, the upper ranks controlling England's government sent the Third Princess to the battlefield for their own benefit. The Princess was ultimately rescued from that battle, but it also became the reason I left this country."
Rearguard Water of God's Right Seat, the man named William, spoke calmly.
"After that incident, Queen Elizabeth furiously drove all those higher-ups