The seaside of Hawaii featured azure waters, white sandy beaches, lush forests, and vibrant flowers. Through the clear surface, one could see brightly colored fish, while sea turtles lounged lazily on the shore, basking in the sun.
However, the black warship anchored not far away looked completely out of place against this beautiful natural canvas.
The term "student" clearly did not satisfy Princess Seneka, but that did not stop her from continuing to seek the answer she wanted.
"Then what exactly has he taught you?" Seneka asked with keen interest.
"A reason to live." Kagura said it nonchalantly, but it caused the former's pupils to dilate in shock; she looked at this "alien" as if she were a monster.
In reality, Princess Seneka could also be considered an "alien" within the Oman Empire. Unlike those sheltered noble ladies, she enjoyed traveling by camel, loved blades, loved muskets, loved dancing, and loved reading; she was even more learned than many Ulema.
Ulema, scholars in the Islamic tradition.
However, the Japanese woman before her was truly bizarre, though her master was likely even more eccentric.
To Seneka, being alive was a matter of course, so she could not understand the other woman's statement. This was due to the differences in history and religion between the East and the West.
In the East, there were frequent mentions of sacrificing one's life for righteousness or martyrdom, whereas the West generally opposed such practices, as did Islam.
Consequently, Princess Seneka changed the subject.
"Then what skills has he taught you?"
Kagura pulled a pistol directly from her bosom. Although Seneka knew she could not dodge a bullet, she instinctively flinched.
At that moment, a gunshot rang out. Not far away, a native who had just climbed onto the bow clutched his chest and pitched forward.