Peach and plum trees said nothing, yet a path formed beneath them.
I wasn't familiar with Lord Solondir, nor did I know much about his style.
But there was already a ready-made example of how to communicate with him.
It was known that Lady Selena was looking for bugs, and that she'd mistaken me for one. That was how the connection between us had begun.
So, if Lord Solondir was looking for something extraordinary, how would he react if something extraordinary appeared aboard the ship?
Most things weren't all that complicated. Imitation, adaptation, and improvement could solve the majority of problems.
As far as Fu Qian was concerned, the methods for cultivating this vegetable patch aboard the ship didn't need to be so gentle in the first place.
That was with Clear Dream temporarily unavailable, too. Otherwise, simply going to the door and interrogating them would have been even easier.
But right now, there was no need to go to the door at all.
As his rank rapidly climbed, Fu Qian showed no intention of doing anything else. He reached out, picked up a piece of dried fruit, and popped it into his mouth.
The thing he'd dreamed of ever since being tied up had finally become a reality.
Although, given his current size, it felt a little like an adult making up for his childhood.
What, then, was the thing Lord Solondir had been dreaming of all this time?
It remained very quiet.
The view shifted from level with the horizon to looking down on it, and the port faded from sight.
By the time Fu Qian had finished all the food, the entire ship was still quiet.
It sailed at a steady pace through the storm, away from Moore. Not a single person came to knock on