Sifa let out a soft "Huh."
The shadow in the dense fog carried the aura of storm and death.
It was not unfamiliar at all.
That was the Cursed Ship, Celeste!
How had it come here?
But now, when facing Celeste, Sifa had nothing to fear.
He waited patiently.
When Celeste's distinctive Sea Monster skull figurehead appeared before him, Sifa's entire body lit up. He turned into a bolt of lightning, tore through the sea fog, and landed on the deck of the enormous vessel.
On the deck, the Zombies and skeletons serving as Sailors trembled beneath Sifa's aura. Some skeletons were so terrified that they fell apart on their own, collapsing into piles of white bones.
The cursed pirates who had become undead creatures all bowed to Sifa and lowered their heads.
Those Spirit World creatures and Underworld beings hid away, shrinking into the sails or ducking into barrels, too afraid to emerge.
In the distance, the captain's cabin door opened. Abrio, with golden hair, an eyepatch, and dressed like a pirate, strode out with a hearty laugh.
"Friend—no, I should call you His Highness Rayleigh now?"
"This way, Your Highness Rayleigh."
Abrio turned sideways, gave a slight bow, and gestured for him to enter.
Sifa smiled, withdrew his aura, and stopped "persecuting" the undead aboard Celeste before walking into the captain's cabin.
After Abrio followed him in and shut the door, he said directly, "I happened to be passing nearby. I sensed your aura, so I came looking for you."
"I didn't expect that after only such a short time apart, you'd already become an Angel. That rate of advancement is truly terrifying."
Sifa turned to look at him. "And you? I felt before that there was something wrong with your condition. You're no longer human, are you?"