Night fell, but Sena City, nestled along the coast, did not sleep.
Instead, as scattered lights gradually came on, the city came alive with a vibrancy unique to the night.
Along both sides of the streets, windproof oil lamps cast warm halos, while the gentle sea breeze carried the clamor of taverns and the aroma of grilled fish.
Sailors walked arm in arm, singing off-key songs, while adventurers gathered together to trade and embellish tales of their exploits.
Gauss and his companions wandered through the streets and alleys before finally settling on a seemingly popular tavern called the Siren's Song.
"There's just something about this tavern's name that leaves me at a loss for words."
Gauss turned his gaze away from the sign beside him.
Stories of sirens luring sailors onto reefs with their songs existed in this world, too.
And unlike in his previous life, these tales weren't vague, far-fetched legends. They were hard-earned lessons written in the blood and tears of sailors.
Yet Gauss noticed quite a few people dressed like captains, first mates, and sailors inside the tavern.
If people who made their living by the sea weren't worried about it, then adventurers like them, who spent their time on the mainland, had even less reason to be.
Now that Gauss and the others had arrived in Sena City, they naturally planned to stay for a while and investigate the distribution of monsters and available requests in the area. But Gauss had no immediate plans to venture out to sea.
Since they'd come all this way, it seemed a shame not to explore the ocean at least a little.
But going out to sea was something they needed to consider carefully.
Aside from Theron, who knew a little about sailing, the other three members of the squad,