On the second day after Diogo Cao's death, the Portuguese exploration fleet halted its voyage. The three sailing ships put in at the nearest coast, and over two days, they erected the final Padrao, the explorers' stone pillar. Beside the pillar was a shallow mound of earth, with a brand-new cross standing atop it.
Bruno stood before the stone pillar, silently reading the Portuguese inscription carved upon it.
"...In the 6684th year since the creation of the world, in the 1485th year since the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ, the most noble, excellent, and mighty monarch, John II, King of Portugal, sent his royal knight Diogo Cao to discover this land and erect this stone pillar. We dedicate this fertile land to the great Kingdom of Portugal, to the great John II. Pray for us!"
After he finished reading, Bruno lowered his head and prayed devoutly.
"Honored Captain Diogo, may the Lord shelter your soul! And may the Holy Mother protect us!"
Afterward, Bruno, his expression respectful, approached the fleet's new leader, the middle-aged noble knight Pero da Costa.
"Praise the Lord! Honored noble knight, Pero da Costa."
"Praise the Lord! Newly promoted captain, Bruno."
"May I ask how tomorrow's voyage should be arranged?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged noble, old Pero, glanced coolly at Bruno and said in a deep voice.
"The Lord bears witness! Our fleet is badly damaged, sailors are scarce, and supplies are insufficient. Tomorrow at first light, the fleet must set out on the return voyage!"
"Yes!"
Bruno suppressed the joy in his heart and bowed his head in salute.
"Honored Knight Pero, may I ask what this place should be named on the nautical chart?"
Old Pero fell silent in thought. He stared blankly at the grave beside the stone pillar, at the cross