A few days later, at the Port of Marine Headquarters.
Beside the sleek Wavebreaker Warship, dozens of marines were carrying out final checks under their officers' orders. They didn't know where they were sailing, but they were soldiers. All they had to do was obey.
Sengoku had told the soldiers nothing about this mission. He had only informed a few high-ranking marines that it was a classified Motion.
So if anyone besides Loa, Sengoku, and the others knew the details, there would be no need for questions. They could arrest that person on the spot. Follow the trail, and they might uncover a whole string of spies.
The marines had always been efficient. In just a few dozen minutes, they had loaded all the supplies needed for the voyage. A warship as small as the Wavebreaker Warship carried little cargo, making the job even easier for the experienced crew.
Under normal circumstances, they would have needed to stop twice along the way for supplies.
But now they had Kuma's help...
Loa glanced at a corporal wiping his face with a towel and offered him a moment of silent sympathy.
Soon, they would have to unload everything again.
Tap, tap, tap.
Crisp footsteps drew closer. From the sound, the newcomer was wearing leather shoes.
The steps were measured, each one landing steadily.
Yet they were crisp rather than heavy. If the newcomer was a man, he had to be skin and bones.
But the faint scent of perfume drifting through the air told Loa the owner of those footsteps was a woman.
Of all the people Loa had met, only one woman wore that kind of unisex perfume and leather shoes, and had a slender figure.
"Minnie? What are you doing here?" Loa looked surprised, his mouth slightly open.
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