When the corpse of the whale-hunting sea demon, along with the sailor, was hauled aboard the cargo ship, everyone swarmed over. Calling out to one another, they lifted the sailor over their heads and tossed him into the sky, using this way to express their excitement.
As the sailor was flung skyward again and again, he could not help but look up.
The dreamlike Moon Ship he had seen before had already vanished... Had it been real, or merely a dream?
The sailor did not dwell on it any further. He smiled. "Who cares! At least I survived!"
His heart was still pounding wildly, and the thrill of killing the whale-hunting sea demon had yet to fade. Rather than pursue something so ethereal and intangible, he wanted to enjoy this moment more.
The feeling of being surrounded by everyone!
The sailor's cooperation made everyone even more excited. Though they had suffered grievous losses this time, as men of the sea, they had long prepared themselves to be buried beneath the waves. Compared to those they had lost, the ones who survived mattered most!
While one side was celebrating excitedly, the captain and the old navigator exchanged a glance. "Just now, I thought it was all over. I never expected it to end like this... The feeling of surviving a disaster is truly incredible."
The old navigator nodded. "He is a hero."
"So he is," the captain said. "He is a hero! Now is the time to celebrate our hero."
With that, the captain cast aside his restraint and joined the crowd with booming laughter.
The old navigator watched the scene with a beaming smile. At last, he raised his head toward the sky. Though there was nothing there now, he had clearly seen a small boat radiating the brilliance of