"Lucky, are you feeling any better?" Lorne bent down and carefully gathered Orange Cat into his arms. The cabin swayed gently with the waves, creaking rhythmically.
"Meow..." Lucky drooped her head and nuzzled into Lorne's arms.
"Here, have some water..." Lorne picked up a small jar of fresh water and held it to her mouth.
Only after watching her stick out her tongue and lap up a little did he sigh in relief. "As long as you're all right..."
"I never thought this journey would be so dangerous..." In the wheelhouse, Lorne sighed heartfeltly, holding Lucky in his arms.
He had originally come out to sea just to lie low after the trouble in Tingen and look for a few opportunities along the way. He had never expected to go through so much all at once.
Natural disasters and man-made calamities-he had experienced both, in a sense... The Rose School's inexplicable pursuit, followed by that final thunderstorm, which had felt like something beyond a natural disaster. It really had been a perilous journey.
"This world is too dangerous. When will I ever get to go back...?" Thinking of certain things, Lorne grew melancholy.
"Monster"... Someone who did not belong in this world was a monster. This pathway really did suit a Transmigrator.
But despite all these strange things, I came through without a scratch... Lorne spread his hands and examined his palms.
He had been too busy running for his life to think things through before, but now, in this relatively safe environment, every past inconsistency loomed large.
If what happened on Primitive Island was the Lucky One's ability at work, then what about back in Tingen?
*I was only a Robot then. Even though such a terrible catastrophe struck at the end, I really did come through completely