"Shit! Why did those people from the Church of Storms suddenly turn out in full force?"
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In a secluded, gloomy alley somewhere in Bayam, a disguised Danitz pulled his hat brim lower and warily scanned the church personnel and police patrolling the street.
After seeing Lorne off that day, he had not returned to the Golden Dream. According to his captain, a series of accidents had interrupted his previous vacation, so there was no need to rush back after taking Lorne to his destination. He could finish enjoying the rest of his leave.
However, he had only enjoyed a few carefree days before hearing that pirates had plundered a passenger ship, leaving no survivors.
Then rumors of a crackdown began circulating in Bayam.
Could something have happened at sea... he muttered inwardly. I heard rumors earlier about the Church of Storms hunting down the Sea God...
"I just hope our Golden Dream doesn't get dragged into it."
"Meow~"
"What the hell?" Something suddenly bumped into Danitz's leg, making him stumble and nearly fall.
He whipped his head around and discovered that the culprit was an orange cat, who was staring at him with shining eyes.
"Where did this damn cat come from?" Danitz cursed under his breath. He was about to kick her away when he suddenly froze.
This cat... gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity. A feeling that... this was not the first time he had suffered at her paws.
"Wait!" He crouched and carefully studied the vaguely familiar orange cat. "Are you the cat that was with Brando?"
"Meow." Lucky nodded in a remarkably human manner.
"Why are you here?" Danitz looked utterly puzzled. "I remember Brando saying he was going back to Backlund. Have you two still not left?"
"Meow...