Rage from Basamizo

"So that was how it was. They helped along the coast of Atlantis, then headed deep inland, helping the people deal with the suffering caused by Demonic Beasts all along the way, yet they never took a single reward." Elma's eyes held a hint of admiration.

"Sounds like the proprietress knows something. Could it be that you know those heroes?" the man asked with interest.

"You people, don't you know where those heroes set out from?" Leaning one elbow against the bar, Elma smiled at the travelers.

"F-from where?"

"From the very land beneath your feet."

"Okay, Aga, full speed ahead!" Oceannus stood at the bow, pointing ahead of the Elma. "If you don't go full speed, I'll tell your sister about how you flirt with girls behind her back!"

"Get down there!" Aga flew up and kicked Oceannus squarely in the ass, sending him into the sea. Then he grabbed the helm and poured all his magic power into it.

"You bastard!" Oceannus burst out of the water and rode the waves after them.

The other three aboard the Elma erupted into loud laughter.

Aga was truly going all out this time. His reserves of magic power were already immense; at a steady pace, he could keep sailing for an entire day and night.

For Aga, steering the ship was essentially a form of training.

After sailing for about half a day, Oceannus suddenly sensed something unusual.

"Hey, something's approaching from the flank." Oceannus lay in a hammock on the deck, sensing something drawing near.

"Some huge sea beast?" Ruslan idly leaned over the edge of the deck.

"No, it's a magic power signature." Oceannus rolled out of the hammock. "Looks like we might get an extra dish for lunch?"

As they chatted, the enormous magical presence finally