Ang turned around, swept his gaze over the harbor, and called out, "Get on."
Hearing Ang's summons, Quintina swiftly leaped onto her Magic Broom and flew steadily onto the ship's deck.
She was light on her feet and moved with practiced ease. As she stood at the bow, the sea breeze stirred her long hair, as if even the wind had paused for her.
Ang gave a slight nod, then turned his gaze toward the cabin.
Several officers in military uniforms emerged from the cabin, their steps steady and confident. Their eyes fell on Walker, carrying obvious mockery.
Noticing their looks, Walker grew even more irritated.
His once lofty demeanor had become somewhat awkward after Ang's lesson.
One of the officers looked at Walker with a smile. "Looks like you ran into someone tough today, Lord Walker."
His tone made no attempt to hide its teasing. Clearly, Walker's arrogance had become a joke among these officers.
Walker forcibly suppressed his displeasure. He turned to Ang and merely shot him a cold glance without saying anything.
His attitude was no longer as overbearing as before. Instead, it carried a distinct trace of humiliation.
"The officers have summoned all commanders to Wally Island for combat deployment. I'll be away for a while," Ang said to Quintina beside him.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Quintina hurriedly asked.
"No. You need to guard Rosso Island," Ang said.
"Alright!" Quintina's eyes were filled with disappointment.
Ang then said gently, "I'm leaving Rosso Island to you. Keep watch over it. While I'm away from the island, don't go fishing for those Fire Lizards."
His tone was gentle, yet it carried an unmistakable sense of command.
Quintina nodded, a hint of warmth and trust flashing through her eyes. "Don't worry, Ang. I'll keep an