Take Sera along to inspect the ship's condition.
Call out on the public channel and gather all the passengers to investigate together.
Take no one along and investigate alone.
Ignore it and go back to the room to sleep.
Sno tossed a tetrahedral die into the dice tower. After a brief slide and roll, he saw the numbers 2, 3, and 4.
(For a four-sided die, the number on the face pointing down counted.)
"Let's go. We should take a look outside before it gets dark." Sno waved at Sera. After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said:
"Wait for me."
With that, she turned and slipped into the private washroom attached to the first-class cabin. Three minutes later, Sera emerged, restored to her beautiful self.
"If I couldn't sense the spirituality reaction on you, I'd suspect you'd been swapped out." Sno raised a brow as he looked at Sera, who had somehow smoothed her long hair and erased the circles under her eyes at an unscientific speed.
"Some seniors always invent all kinds of useful and simple spells." Sera blinked. Though her appearance had recovered, Sno could still see the exhaustion in her spirit.
"Then let's go." Sno pushed open the cabin door. Before he could toss two dice to decide where to investigate first, he had already noticed something was wrong.
"It's too quiet! Even if the tourists are too scared of that killer to come out, there should at least be Sailors cleaning the deck!"
Sera looked over the deserted third deck, her brow tightening further and further. Apart from twenty first-class cabins, the third deck was entirely made up of functional facilities, but the sense that it had been abandoned for ages still made her skin crawl.
The sky remained shrouded in mist.