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"...Then please rest aboard the Future while we travel to the transfer island."
Alger was somewhat surprised that the World was willing to stay aboard the Sea God rather than the larger, more comfortable, and more advanced Future. Although faith was involved, the Hermit, Cattleya, was a trustworthy acquaintance who would do nothing untoward.
"Dinner will be served in the dining room at around seven."
Alger turned to Derrick as he spoke.
"All right." Derrick nodded earnestly.
He turned back once more and looked into the distance behind them. Dark masses of people were still faintly visible along the Eastern Continent's coastline.
The Sea God was not particularly large, but it was the largest ship at the outpost. With the assistance of Beyonder powers, it could accommodate over two hundred people. Even so, it fell far short of the fleet Cattleya had brought.
Most importantly, the food they had originally expected to feed two hundred people for a week had nearly been consumed in a single sitting at the banquet. Alger had pulled back from the brink, saving the last small portion of food from Danitz's hands. At least it would last them until Midway Island.
After finishing their discussion, everyone returned to their cabins to wait.
Upon reaching the reasonably spacious room Alger had set aside especially for him, Klein immediately took out pen and paper and leaned over the small, meter-long wooden desk, preparing to write a letter.
He thought for a moment, then began writing with a faint smile:
"Dear Mr. Azik,
"It seems to have been quite a long time since I last wrote to you, because I went to the Forsaken Land of the Gods and embarked on a marvelous journey."
"There were only two kinds of living beings there: living intelligent creatures and