Charlotte pointed and said, "Adora, Senior Sister, isn't it just a Legendary Warship? I have one too."
Adora covered her small mouth, her heart pounding like a startled deer. She suddenly understood why this man was said to have won the favor of May Guillaume, the Grand Princess of the Empire of Inglima, and why even a proud, peerlessly elegant woman like Menilman Sumay had been the subject of so many rumors with Charlotte.
Adora had even heard that Strasbourg Rose had an ambiguous relationship with Charlotte as well.
All at once, she understood everything.
A man like this truly made one's heart race.
After graduating from university, Adora had followed her mother into the family's Northern Fleet, crossing the Seven Seas and even taking part in expeditions into the Sea of Fury. Though battle-hardened, experienced in navigation, and possessing martial prowess that had reached Transcendent Saint—far beyond a mere Nineteenth-Order Saint Rank like Vigo—she had spent too many years at sea for her reputation to become widely known.
Now, she somewhat regretted not leaving behind a few legends in Strasbourg before setting sail, enough to catch this junior's attention.
Adora wore a Magic Robe commonly seen at sea. It was a high-grade Alchemical Wonder with water-repelling properties and other functions. Wrapped around her graceful figure, it made her seem like a sea fairy riding the waves through the air. Covering her mouth, she had lost her usual heroic bearing and instead displayed the charming demeanor of a young woman.
Charlotte had no idea that he had already struck straight into Adora's heart. He thought only that his attempt at showing off had failed, since she had remained silent for so long.
That was awkward!
*I thought that was the pinnacle of showing off in my entire life! Why didn't