On August 13, five days had passed since the BW1 and the other five ships had set sail from a port in the Kakin Empire.
Five days was enough time for anything unpredictable to happen.
However, they had already sailed beyond the area where they could communicate directly with the Six Continents, so the Six Continents could no longer receive news from them right away.
If they wanted to contact the Six Continents, the BW1 and the five ships had to rely on airships that flew back and forth, carrying supplies.
However, once they entered more dangerous waters, the skies would no longer be safe either. At that point, the airships would be unable to follow them.
Even the five ships would enter the BW1's inner dock through five gates, like baby kangaroos climbing into their mother's pouch, to temporarily shelter from the storm.
At that point, the BW1 and the five ships would be six islands in a vast ocean, almost completely cut off from the human world.
Contact could only resume once they reached the Imaginary Dark Continent and began establishing a stable route from the Six Continents to the Imaginary Dark Continent.
That was at least several months to half a year away, and it could take even longer.
Gelman couldn't contact the Hunter Association's exploration team for the time being.
Even Koukou's Nen ability couldn't make birds fly back and forth across this sea. It was far rougher than the waters around the Six Continents.
Unlike Doon, who spent all day pacing back and forth anxiously and muttering to himself, Gelman remained calm and carried on at his own pace.
He found Abengane and asked him to perform an exorcism.
The last time Abengane had exorcised Gelman had been on July 28, half a month ago.