The group followed closely behind the four bandaged men, gradually leaving the Artisan Hidden Village behind.
They kept a cautious distance, following carefully and taking care not to alert their targets up ahead.
Hayato furrowed his brow, a thoughtful glint in his eyes. "Hmm? They don't seem to be heading toward the docks."
Could their headquarters be in the Land of Artisans?
Suddenly, Hayato remembered the organization that would later try to revive Seimei, the founder of the Artisan Hidden Village.
Minghui chimed in from the side. "Maybe they have another reason for being here, like buying some daily necessities in the Land of Artisans." His tone was speculative, but there was a hint of curiosity in it, too.
Sakumo remained silent throughout. His thoughts churned like restless waves as he replayed every detail connected to these people, trying to find a trace of them buried in his memories.
Koichi broke the silence in a soft voice. "Maybe we're overthinking it. They might just be an ordinary merchant caravan."
After a morning of traveling, they finally reached a quiet stretch of coast in the southwestern part of the Land of Artisans.
A gentle sea breeze stirred the air, and sunlight glimmered on the water. It hardly seemed like the kind of place where a secret base would be hidden.
The four hid in the shadows and silently watched what was happening ahead.
The four bandaged men slowly entered a seaside cave, their figures gradually disappearing into the darkness.
Just as they were about to lose sight of them, the four exchanged a quick glance and decided to creep closer to the cave entrance to investigate.
When they glimpsed what was inside, they were stunned.
The four bandaged men were busy pulling away a covering, revealing a small submarine with a