Alice took the subway to Pritz Harbor.
This was neither her first time in Pritz Harbor nor her first time preparing to go to Bayam, but her state of mind on the two occasions was completely different.
After taking a carriage to the Pritz Harbor Ticket Company in the White Rose District, Alice habitually glanced at the notice board as she entered, checking whether there were any new notices.
The wooden board for announcements bore words no different from those in Alice's memory:
"Notes:
"1. Maintain order and queue strictly;
"2. No urinating, defecating, or spitting anywhere;
"3. If there is a dispute, seek out the guards in the hall;
"4. Do not open Wolf Fish Cans in any room!"
Wolf Fish Cans... Alice's gaze flickered suspiciously.
Of course, she knew what kind of thing that was—an otherworld version of a biological weapon. As for why the harbor had such a rule, that was easy enough to understand. Someone had definitely done it before, just like how the Church of Storms prohibited people from bringing Monocles inside.
Feeling guilty, Alice moved away from the notice board and went to check which passenger ships still had tickets for today.
As Loen's largest harbor, tickets at Pritz Harbor were highly sought after. Passenger ships that could still depart that day and reach Bayam... of course, there were no longer any.
Unsurprised, Alice turned her attention to the ships departing the next day.
"St. Folsen..." Alice looked thoughtfully at the name, suddenly having a strange idea.
Those who made their living at sea generally believed in the Lord of Storms to some extent. The name St. Folsen clearly came from a Saint of the Church of Storms. It might even be a Church ship, so...
Should she hold a ritual on the ship