Inside the steel tycoon's suite.
Aig, dressed in pajamas with a cigar clenched between his teeth, sat on a gold-inlaid mahogany sofa and calmly listened to the captain's request.
His expression unchanged, he exhaled a thick ring of smoke and looked at the female bodyguard beside him, whose eyes were utterly captivating. "Linda, what do you think?"
"Since the other party is a Transcendent, there's a high chance they've gone mad and lost control... There are many possible causes: a sudden emotional breakdown, taking an overdose of medicine, or suffering backlash from a failed ritual..."
Linda answered with meticulous seriousness. "If a Transcendent who has lost control does not die, they will turn into a monster—far more troublesome than when they were still human... They may even draw the gaze of higher existences."
"Then what are you standing around for? Go deal with it immediately!"
Aig made his decision. After all, they were on the same ship—there was nowhere to run. "Also... send someone to keep an eye on little Louis and his sister at once. Until this is completely resolved, they are not allowed to leave their rooms!"
He looked at Captain Wilson, his expression softening. "Captain, Miss Linda is an experienced Light-Chasing Shadow. I believe she will certainly resolve your problem."
"Thank you!"
Wilson removed his hat again in thanks, then hurried to the scene with Linda.
Beside David, the boatswain, he saw that three more passengers had gathered. They must have been Transcendents persuaded by the earlier words.
Wilson nodded to them and had David continue guarding the door. "Everyone, let's go inside and discuss this."
Aaron was one of those three passengers. Under Helen's worried gaze, he followed Captain Wilson into the suite.
"Thank you all for your help. I swear on my mother's name that