Kurumi lost her bet with Little Red.
In the latter half of the night.
The man who had truly been colluding with the adventurers sneaked over to Kurumi's cabin. His heavy breathing and wildly pounding heart made it clear what he intended to do.
When the man pried open the wooden door and entered the cabin, just as he was overjoyed, the lust in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a blank expression.
"How boring."
Early the next morning, the ship, having drifted at sea for several days, finally docked. A large number of Siren Theocracy soldiers guarded the pier, conducting strict inspections of incoming vessels.
Because the merchant's ship had come from the Spirit Kingdom, the soldiers inspected it even more rigorously. Calling it a thorough search would not have been an exaggeration.
Rather than an inspection, they looked more like bandits who had not come down from the mountains in half a year!
The man Kurumi had hypnotized the previous night stepped forward and pleaded his case, then secretly slipped them some money. Only then did the soldiers inspecting the ship reluctantly end their search.
As the cargo was unloaded, the people from the ship-rental merchant association found the vessel increasingly familiar. It was clearly their ship! Where were the captain and first mate?
After confirming the ship's identity, the ship-rental merchant association informed the Theocracy soldiers at the dock. A group of people then crowded toward the ship.
At the edge of the pier, another squad of soldiers was checking travelers. As relations between the Siren Theocracy and the Spirit Kingdom grew increasingly tense, with war liable to break out at any moment, the Siren Theocracy had imposed martial law throughout its territory. Foreign entrants were subject to extremely strict screening to prevent elven spies from