Sabo Sets Sail

Sea Circle Calendar, 1529, October 6.

Dawn Sky Island.

Explosions of air rang out in succession.

Koala's petite figure kicked repeatedly through the air, the air beneath her feet warping into ripples visible to the naked eye.

Below, Dawn stood with his arms folded, his pupils reflecting Koala's training figure in midair.

Fine beads of sweat glittered on Koala's forehead under the sunlight. She kicked off the air again with her right foot, her body suddenly shifting three meters to the left and dodging the final projectile fired by the training device. Gritting her teeth, she steadied herself, kicked through the air several times, and returned to the ground. She lifted her head, an expectant smile appearing on her face.

"Brother Dawn, how did I do?"

Dawn stretched out his right hand and gently placed it atop Koala's sweat-dampened head.

"Not bad. Work even harder from now on."

Koala nodded vigorously, the smile on her little face growing brighter.

"Mm, I will! For Mr. Tiger, and for everyone persecuted by the World Government, I'll definitely become stronger!"

After leaving the training grounds, Dawn passed through the central corridor of Dawn Sky Island and headed for the intelligence center.

When Dawn pushed open the heavy alloy door, dozens of clone intelligence analysts were seated at their desks, bustling with activity.

"Lord Dawn."

A soft female voice came from the left.

Baccarat rose from the sofa. Today, she wore a burgundy body-hugging gown that showed off her curvaceous figure beneath the lights, while her fiery red hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall.

"You came at just the right time. We've just finished sorting through this week's important intelligence."

Dawn nodded and walked straight toward the lounge area in the middle of the intelligence center.

A broad sofa sat there, covered