Advancement (Part 1)

At sea, fog hung thick.

The dense fog had already lasted a day. As time passed, it seemed to grow worse and worse. By now, they could barely see beyond a single meter.

It was already the second day at sea. As soon as Romon had brought Lusenpei aboard, they had begun their journey home.

They had thought that with a ship and enough hands, the trip home would go smoothly beyond measure.

Unexpectedly, fog had risen over the sea on the first afternoon. Under its veil, everything had become blurred and indistinct.

To keep the ship from danger, the captain had ordered it to proceed slowly and stop at any small island they encountered.

Yet along the way, they had not come across even a single island. It was hard to say whether their luck was poor, or whether islands along this route were simply few and far between.

"If this continues, we may very well lose our way." On the deck, a first mate looked out at the fog blanketing everything and spoke anxiously.

Given how utterly unclear their surroundings were, finding an island to dock at would already be difficult, let alone reaching their destination safely.

"Yes, how did we run into weather like this the moment we put out to sea? What rotten luck." Another sailor sighed.

They truly had not encountered this situation often. They had gone to sea several times before, but clear weather at departure followed by heavy fog only half a day later was something rarely seen.

And this heavy fog had now lasted two days. If it went on like this, reaching that destination would likely become difficult indeed. No one knew when the fog would finally disperse.

There were not many proper sailors aboard. After all, ships were needed everywhere