"In other words..."
He stared straight at Danitz. "There may be a traitor among us!"
Danitz's heart jolted. Fuck, I'm done for.
Aboard the Nameless.
Klein lay in a room far more luxurious than the one aboard the White Agate, looking out at the sea and sky blending together beyond the window. He had long since grown tired of the sight.
In fact, this small passenger ship they had commandeered at short notice had originally had no name. They had casually named it the "Nameless" simply to make it easier to refer to.
More than ten hours had passed since Edward left.
The bodyguards and women aboard had stayed up until noon out of anxiety and fear before finally returning to their rooms to sleep from sheer exhaustion.
Although they had known this journey would not be smooth sailing, only after experiencing it themselves did they realize that reality was even more frightening than they had imagined.
Especially after switching to the smaller ship, even a random wave could make the vessel rock violently. Even those who were not normally seasick could hardly avoid some stress reactions now.
Knock, knock, knock.
Just then, someone knocked on the door. Klein sprang down, and the instant he gripped the doorknob, he knew it was Aldrich.
"We'll reach Cecil Island in a little over ten minutes. We'll rest there for an afternoon, replenish our supplies, then sail straight to Bansy Harbor."
Klein maintained his cold demeanor. "Are they still determined to go to Bansy Harbor?"
"Let me reiterate this one last time. Once we reach Bansy, I will absolutely not leave the ship, no matter what you encounter there."
Klein naturally trusted Edward's judgment. If he said Bansy Harbor was dangerous, then it certainly was. Going there for a look despite