At a glance, Leticia's clothes looked perfectly normal!
With that comparison, Leticia accepted it.
Poor Miss Feng Aotian—despite everything, she was still being hoodwinked by Lynn.
Though Lynn was not really hoodwinking her all that much.
Leticia still could not cosplay Enterprise.
No, that was not quite right. She could, in a sense.
Lynn unfolded the map. To be honest, this world was enormous.
Beiping to San Francisco was 10,400 kilometers.
But the distance from the Northern Continent to the Central Lands was around 15,300 kilometers.
That was equivalent to this world having a sea even larger than the Pacific Ocean.
Within that vast ocean lived many underwater races, as well as Magic Beasts.
At the same time, the Devil Race's navy was unprecedentedly numerous.
They could only search according to the nautical charts in their intelligence.
The Devil Race navy was out there.
Find them, then wipe them out.
Setting out to sea was an expedition, striking out in all directions.
Lynn had yet to develop a long-wave radio.
For now, they only had wired telegraphs.
Ships still had to communicate by signal flags.
Honestly, he felt he ought to study magical communication instead.
But there was no time.
Then again, the Devil Race did not have it either.
A naval fleet sailing across the sea would not take very long.
These were ships powered by internal combustion engines.
Lynn watched Leticia and Iliana, the Merfolk Race Saintess, gazing out at the sea.
He himself began reading an investigative letter.
Once at sea, a voyage could last several months.
During the Middle Ages on Blue Star, women were not permitted aboard ships.
Because far too many incidents had happened.
A British study found that, in enclosed spaces, the likelihood of fights breaking out among multiple members of the opposite