Even Alice, who knew little about the ocean, could sense the storm brewing in the air.
But... in the field she excelled in, Alice sensed something else.
Without greeting the Sailor, she ran to the very edge of the deck, stood on tiptoe, leaned out over the railing, and Squinted Her Eyes as she observed the water.
"What are you doing?!" The Sailor hurriedly grabbed Alice, afraid she would be swept overboard.
"Get someone who's good at fighting underwater," Alice said, Looking At the water. "Or call your captain over."
"But..." The Sailor Opened Her Mouth, still unwilling to give up on dragging Alice away.
"Once the disaster still brewing fully takes shape, it'll be Too Late." Alice stared unblinkingly at the water.
It was a very strange feeling. She could clearly sense that something beneath the water was filling this area with a sensation that made her deeply uncomfortable.
That feeling would not actually harm her, but it left her Full Of discomfort. If she had to give an example, it was probably like... air with 99% humidity?
You could not see the water hidden in the air, but every breath made you feel as though you were suffocating while wrapped in water.
Alice Closed Her Eyes and Tried To dispel that feeling.
...She could not. Still could not.
It was Every Time like this—she could see it and feel it, yet she simply had No Way to affect it in any way.
Alice Frowned irritably, then turned to Alger, who had been called over. Before he could ask anything, she said directly, "What I'm looking for is at the bottom of the water."
"Are you sure?" Alger walked over and looked at the water's surface, where nothing could be seen. "We should still be some distance away from